"And I wanted to stick my face in your pussy. Seems like neither of us got what we wanted today, and now that I have you all to myself, I'm going to enjoy making up for it."
Mace licked and nipped me, his tongue stroking from my clit to my opening. He sucked on my clit as he put two fingers inside me.
"You're so tight," he said, his fingers slowly stroking inside me.
"I'm ready for you," I whimpered. "Please fuck me."
"I told you," he said, his breath hot against me, "I wanted to lick your pussy today. There's a method."
I moaned as he grasped my hips, his tongue licking me into a frenzy. His mouth drew out the pleasure when I came, my legs trembling. He set me back down in the tub and removed the rest of his clothes while he watched me. My nipples rose slightly in and out of the pink water with every breath.
"I hope you're not already done," he said, an eyebrow half raised. His boxer briefs fell to the floor, and he stood before me, his abs glistening from the water that had splashed up from the bath. I felt a twinge between my legs.
"See anything you like?" he asked.
"I like every single piece of candy you're selling. It's like a French bakery display; I could just eat you up."
Mace pressed his mouth against mine before I could keep comparing him to various sweets. His mouth came down to suck on my nipples. He took one then the other in his mouth as one hand grasped my hip. The other slid down my wet skin, and I moaned as he stroked me.
"You're not going to join me?" I gasped, my head lolling to the side, my back arched.
"Yes," he said, "but first things first."
He pulled me out of the tub and leaned me over it, my feet planted on the floor, pink water dripping on the white bath mat.
"I can't believe," he said, kissing my neck as his cock pressed against me, "that I was jealous of a piece of candy." He opened a condom packet.
"You should be jealous of the blow pop in that picture," I said as his cock twitched against me. "Because when I was done taking the picture of it so close to my pussy, I put that blow pop in my mouth and sucked and sucked, letting my tongue roll all over that thick, hard piece of candy."
I squeaked the last word out as he entered me.
"I'm going to show you there are better things in life than candy," he growled in my ear.
I moaned as he fucked me. Any thoughts of a good comeback literally fucked off. I held onto the edge of the large marble tub, crying out every time Mace thrust into me.
"Your cock feels so good," I moaned.
"Better than a blow pop?" he asked, nipping my shoulder.
"So much better," I whimpered, pushing back against him. His large hands gripped my hips, and he pounded into me.
"Fuck me harder, Mace!" I begged, my cries echoing around the marble-clad room.
One of his hands came around to tease my clit. I bucked against his hand then back against his cock. I spread my legs wider for him, needing him to fill me. His fingers rubbed my clit in time to his thrusts.
My stomach tightened, and I came with a scream. Mace came a few moments later. He kissed me hard and rolled us both into the tub.
I straddled him, licking the pink droplets off his face.
"I can't believe you managed to even take those pictures at those angles," Mace said, pulling me down for a kiss. The bathtub water was still warm, and I relaxed against him.
"I am a marketing genius," I said, drawing a pink heart on his chest. "It's my specialty."
He kissed me again, and I felt his cock hard against me.
"I'm surprised your chocolate's not too melty," I said.
"The only thing you melt is my heart, Josie," Mace said with a crooked smile.
