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Mesa's fingers slip between my folds and sink inside me while his tongue flicks across my swollen bud before he suctions down and has me bucking my hips against his face, riding his beard till I'm coming harder than I've ever come before.
"You taste so fucking sweet, Angel," his voice is thick and deep between kisses along the inside of my thighs, "I want one more."
"Mes--" I start on a laugh but end on a moan.
Mesa's fingers are stroking my inner thigh and his tongue is drawing down my seam and spearing past my entrance and then back up to flick so lightly over my still-sensitive clit that my body arches up in search of more.
One thick digit slides inside me slowly then slips back out to trace the ring of my opening before delving deep inside again.
Mesa's tongue is doing something utterly torturous to me and when I feel him push a second finger into my aching channel, I'm lost in that sensation of being filled while he locks his mouth over my clit and pulls another orgasm from me that my body is all too eager to give him.
"Angel."
Damn, I love that tone in his voice. The way it's gone so deep and ragged, it makes everything he says to me sound like a plea for mercy.
Mesa kisses his way up my body, his hands following his mouth. His fingers trace through the beads of perspiration that are drying on my skin and I break out in goosebumps.
"It took too damn long for us to get here," he whispers to one pebbled nipple before taking it between his lips.
"Making you come is my job, Angel."
He pinches my nipple between his teeth just enough to make me gasp before raising his head to face me. His hand grasps my mound possessively, making me squirm against the pressure, already wanting more of him.
"And I'll be damned if I'm not going to do it from now on," he growls before kissing me hard. "How long have you been taking care of yourself like that, baby? Why didn't you let me know you were hurting like that?"
"Your leg," I answer. "I don't want to hurt you; I was waiting till it got better."
"Fuck my damn leg, my woman has needs and I've been neglecting them. We'll work around the fucking leg."
Mesa
Robin's voice is full of concern but her body is responsive as fuck as I run my hand over her curves, taking my time to drag my fingers over every hill and valley, from the hollow of her throat to the flare of her wide hips.
Walking in on my angel lost in her own pleasure like that was a treat, but finding out that she's been hurting for my touch and afraid to ask for it slams guilt and frustration through me like I was hit by a fucking train.
It's true, the nerve damage in my thigh still sends pain shooting through my leg when I stress the muscles for too long, and the time I spent between Robin's soft thighs, drinking up her sweet nectar already has my leg throbbing almost as painfully as my dick.
I'll be damned if I'm going to let that stop me again.
"Come here, Angel."
It's easy enough to pull her body with me when I roll onto my back.
"I need to feel that sweet little pussy of yours on my cock. We're way overdue for this."
Robin straddles my hips and braces herself with her hands against my abs.
Looking up at her like this, I'm having second thoughts. There's no way I'm going to last with a view like that in front of me.
"Show me what to do." Her voice is so sweet, so fucking innocent, as the tip of her little pink tongue darts out to wet her lips.
"You're doing just fine, Angel," I choke out.
Watching her give in to her instincts, has me ready to burst.
Robin slides her wet center along the length of my shaft, grinding against me, using me for her own pleasure while those pretty tits of hers rock and sway above me.
"Now. I need inside you now, baby." The words come out demanding, so gruff, I don't even recognize my own voice, but if I don't get my cock inside this woman, I'm going to be painting her skin like a Picasso.
