Page 175 of Glitched Play

“You’re so wet. So sexy,” he says as he thrusts up to meet my grind, making me gasp. “Take what you need.”

Suddenly his hands are digging into my ass, he’s breathing hard but not as much as me. I throw my head back as he bites the full swell of my breasts. I move faster and he just rips the bra off. Sucking and teasing me with his teeth.

“Fuck yeah,” I gasp then I’m about to come off the rails. I lift myself up and frantically attempt to get him out of his pants. He doesn’t laugh. He’s as riled up as I am.

He unbuttons the pants and then slides them down to his knees. I sit with all my weight on his cock, as my wet folds slip and slide until my whole body goes rigid.

“I love your bare pussy on my cock.”

Well, that’s all it takes. My fingers dig into his shoulders as he bites down my shoulder as he helps keep me fast but steady.

I pant out his name as I fall apart. He keeps me grinding on him even after I float down from the cloud that only Witt has been able to put me on.

“I’m going to fuck you now,” he whispers. His voice rough and strained. His dick as hard as it was a few minutes ago.

“I have other plans.”

Witt isn’t used to being told no. He’s the boss and the smartest person in every room. He quirks a brow. His raspberry lips parted enough that I can see the wetness on his tongue.

I unbutton his shirt and slip it off, so I can see all of him. I kiss his neck down to his nipples. “I don’t know why you hide this body. I demand you wear dress pants without a shirt to work.”

My fingers find his shaft as I trail my tongue over the smattering of brown hair then into the line and I slide off his lap and onto my knees.

“Mac…”

I start licking, hungry for him. He’s thick and throbbing and I take him into my mouth. He leans forwards just a little to help change the angle and threads his fingers into my hair. “Why haven’t we done this …before?”

He gently pushes my head at the speed he wants.

“Mac… I want… to taste you.”

I pull off just enough to respond, “Sorry, I’m tasting myself and it’s so sweet.”

His fingers glide under my chin. “I’m licking you. Right. Fucking. Now.”

“Want to level up?” I bob up and down a few strokes then he leans forward to where I can’t continue and kisses me until my back is on the floor.

“Sixty-nine would be the most efficient,” he says. His voice scratchy with desire.

That alone gives me a mini orgasm.

He flips so his back is now pressed against the area rug then spins me around.

I’m hesitant about sitting on his face. My ass and hips are the largest part of me. But he’s licking me before I can finish my thought.

“So sweet.”

My legs quiver as he holds me in place by my hips. I try to suck but I’m all out of rhythm. I look down at his feet, and they are flexed like he’s about to go too, so I play with his balls as I take him as deep as it will go. He starts thrusting upward and his thighs go stiff.

“Your lips are perfect,” he groans.

I’m not sure which lips he means but either way a compliment.

His teeth nibble my clit and I explode, and I swear I see the constellation Cassiopeia.

“Come baby, come.”

I feel it running down my legs but there’s no time to worry because he scratches out my name. “Mac…” as he empties himself into my mouth.