Barry reached up and pressed her knees, keeping her open.Mac could only feel and take what he had to give her.
She groaned and shuddered underneath him, her hips trying to buck, but with his weight pressing on her, she was pinned.
Barry ground his chin against her nub before darting his tongue into the deep recesses of her tight canal.
“Barry,” she moaned, her eyes closed and her features pinched as if she were chasing something that was just out of reach.
“I know, baby.I’ll get you there.”She was getting close, but he was keeping her on the precipice.
Her stomach muscles quivered with every glide of his tongue over her nub.Sweat started to dot her skin.He could feel his own rolling down his back.Barry released one of her knees and drove two fingers into her sheath, working her in tandem to his tongue strokes.
Mac started thrashing, her hips bouncing up and down, seeking to get closer to him, but he held her down.Barry’s lips clamped down on the jewel and tugged as his fingers curled over her g-spot.
Mac twisted to the side as if trying to escape the pleasure, but he wasn’t letting her go.She screamed out her climax as her entire body quaked.His fingers glided through her juices as her body continued to convulse around his digits.
Only once the last tremor faded did he extract his fingers and lick them clean.Mac lay sprawled out on the bed, her eyes closed.She appeared to be sleeping.
“See,” he murmured, leaning forward to kiss her nether lips.“Delicious.”His tongue licked lips, savoring the musky flavor.
Mac blinked her eyes open and looked down at him, her eyes unfocused and glazed over as if her brain had already shut down.He liked seeing her like this.Her mind blown with pleasure.
“Good thing for you, sharks don’t have the same taste.I might be dead.Though at the moment, I feel like I died a little.”
“Then I succeeded in my mission.”
Mac chuckled.“You do that every time.”
“Do you have another one in you?”he asked the rhetorical question.Mac was always up for more.The gleam in her eyes and the way she scooted back on the bed was answer enough.
Barry pulled a condom from his wallet in his back pocket and shucked his shorts and boxers off, kicking them away with his foot.
He crawled up the bed, Mac’s legs gliding along his hips before wrapping around them and tugging him forward.
“Eager?”he teased, shifting his hips forward, sliding his cock against her entrance, allowing her juices to coat the head.
“Desperate,” she retorted, tugging him forward again as his cock slid against her entrance, but he wouldn’t allow himself to sink in.If he did that without the condom, it would be game over.
“Desperate, huh?”He smiled, liking the fact he made her feel that way.“Let’s see if we can do something about that.”
Sitting back on his haunches, Barry tore open the foil package with his teeth and slid the rubber into place before crawling back into her arms.Mac’s hands wrapped around the back of his head as her legs cradled him.
He adjusted his hips and lined himself up.Mac tilted her up as he thrust inside.They both groaned in unison as he buried himself to the hilt.
Barry pulled back and thrust forward, doing the dance as old as time.Barry took his time, his thrusts measured and slow.
He cupped the side of her face and lowered himself down to meet her eager lips.They were warm and soft, melting into his touch.Mac instantly opened her mouth, and her tongue darted into his mouth, seeking his.
Barry met her thrust for thrust, their tongues dueling for supremacy.As soon as he thought he had the upper hand, she took control.His hand coasted down to cup her breast.Mac’s mouth opened on a silent gasp, and he took advantage and bit down on her bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth.
Mac ground against his pelvis, her knee hiked up underneath his armpit, opening herself more fully to his thrusts.
Barry sat up, holding her leg to his side and bracing his other hand on her shoulder to keep her in place as his thrusts picked up pace.Mac gripped his wrist holding her and tightened her legs around his waist, hanging on for the ride.
Barry tilted his hips to the side and hit a new angle.The condom dulled the sensation of feeling her pussy fully, but it in no way dimmed his pleasure.Already, he could feel his balls tingling.Ready to empty.But not before he got Mac one more time.
Releasing his hold on her knee Barry reached between them and thrummed her clit with a firm pressure.Barry felt a gush of liquid around the condom before he felt her climax again.Mac’s inner walls convulsed, triggering his own climax.
Barry collapsed forward, feeling completing drained.He fell to the side so he didn’t squash Mac with his weight.She lay panting, unmoving, next to him with her eyes closed.
