Page 33 of Between the Sheets


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I swallow. A half-smile plays on my lips.

“What are you thinkin’?”

I shake my head. “Oh, nothing.”

“Nah, nah, baby. Don’t do me like that. Go ’head ‘n’ say it.” He chuckles. “I know it’s something nasty.”

I feign insult. “Now what makes you say that?”

He grins. “Yo, c’mon. Who you think you talkin’ to? ’Cause I know you, baby. That look means you have something dirty on ya mind. So spill it. You know I love the way ya dirty mind thinks.”

“Wellll, since you put it that way,” I say coyly. “I was hoping you would’ve sucked either Cameron’s or Brets dick for me, or at the very least with me.”

He laughs, shaking his head. “Nah, baby. You know I’m not sucking no dick.”

I tilt my head. “Why not?”

“?’Cause you know that’s not me, baby.”

I reach between us, rub on his dick, feigning a pout. His abs clench. I try not to stare, but it’s difficult. I lick my lips. “But it’s what I want. I want to see you suck a dick. Do I ever deny you?”

The corners of his mouth curl up. “Nah. Never. Anything I want, my baby gives me. No question.”

Heated lust shoots through the pit of my pussy, causing a burning pleasure to build up inside of me. “And anything I want, you give me, no?”

“Tu veux que je suce une bite?” Marcel says in French. He knows how hot he makes my pussy whenever he speaks in his native tongue. He kisses my right cheek, then along the column of my neck as his right hand snakes its way up my silk blouse, then under my bra. He fondles my breasts.

“Mmmm…”

“Is that what you really want, baby?” his voice is low and husky. There’s a hint of mischief and horniness dancing around in his eyes. “To see ya man on his knees sucking another muhfucka’s dick?”

I nod. “Y-y-yes. Mmm…a big, long, juicy one. Then I want to get on my knees and suck it with you. Our tongues flicking against each other’s as we lick his dickhead.”

Marcel’s dick instantly stretches and thickens.

“N’est pas sucer ma bite assez pour vous?”

Suck and dick are the only two words I make out in his sentence. He loves teasing me. He grins. Translates in English: “Isn’t sucking my own dick enough for you?”

“Yes. It is. You know seeing you suck your dick turns me on. But I’ve been fantasizing about us sucking dick together.”

He takes what I’ve said to him with a bemused smile. “Oh, word? Is that so?”

“Yes. That’s what I want. From you, baby.

He starts laughing. “So let me get this straight. You want us to become the Bonnie & Clyde of cock sucking?”

I punch him softly

in his hard chest, trying to stifle a laugh. “No, silly. But the next time we bring a man to our bed, I want you to suck him with me.” I bat my lashes for effect. “Pretty please.”

Marcel cups my ass cheek in one hand. “J’adore ce gros cul juteux.”

I moan. Marcel knows how to make me feel slutty and sultry at the same time. Fat and juicy are the only two words I can decipher. “Say it again. This time in English.”

“I said”—he squeezes my ass—“I love this fat, juicy ass.”

“Mmm.” My pussy is soaked in juices. “I thought that’s what you said. Now back to my question. Will you suck a dick with me?”

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