Page 146 of Marcello

She moaned as they left her body.

I caressed her ass and trailed little kisses up her spine.

Then I pushed gently against her side until she rolled over on her back and stretched out her trembling legs.

She looked up at me with half-lidded eyes, her expression somewhere between agony and ecstasy.

If I didn’t know better, I would’ve said she was drugged.

I lay down next to her on the bed, grinning as I traced one finger down the curve of her breast. “Did you like that?”

She nodded slowly, unable to speak.

I slowly caressed her body and smiled at her.

When she finally spoke, it wasn’t what I was expecting:

A reprimand.

“You made me pee,” she said in a stern whisper.

I laughed. “I made you squirt. It’s different.”

“It felt like I was peeing.”

“While you were coming?”

She blushed bright pink. “…yeah.”

“Did it feel good?”

The pink blush became a deep red. “…yeah.”

I grinned, then kissed her gently on her lips. “Good.”

Suddenly, I felt her hand grope beneath my waist.

Her fingers closed around my rock-hard cock.

I’d gone halfway soft after she made me come, but my erection came roaring back to life around the time she first began to moan.

She stared into my eyes, still half-lidded and drugged, as she ran her hand up and down my shaft…

And then she rolled me over onto my back.

She pushed herself up on her forearms, her hair wild and hanging down in her face –

And swung her leg over my body so she was straddling me.

“I have to have you inside me,” she whispered –

And with one of her hands, guided my cock to her dripping wet pussy.

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She lowered herself down on my cock, and her soft, wet heat enveloped me.

She was still tight, and she winced slightly as she took me inside her, but it went a lot easier than our first night together.