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All I see is her—costal-blue eyes framed by dark, long lashes, pouty lips begging to be kissed, her petite body calling for mine to wrap around hers.
My cock is instantly erect, pointing at Josephine like a dowsing rod, showing me where I need to go.
My mind is racing with a possessive need for domination.
Claim her, love her, fuck her. Now. Take her now. Remind her she’s yours. Fill her up and do it again when she screams for more.
My bag falls from my hands, and I’m hurdling the wingbacks to get to Josephine. Her gemlike eyes dilate to black pupils the closer I come.
“Maceo,” Josephine moans, arching off the bed, like she’s already experiencing an intense orgasm.
Fuck, but those sounds she makes always do me in. My dick is already slick with precome, soaking through my boxer briefs.
In a nanosecond, I’m on top of her in our bed. Our mouths clash—lips, teeth, tongues all seeking the same equal footing. Fuck, but she tastes amazing. She always tastes good, but tonight the mint of her mouth coating around the sin of her tongue, is pure heaven. She moans and I sweep my tongue in to claim her mouth as my home.
My home. My woman. My everything. Mine.
Dizzy and lightheaded, I break the kiss for air, but not to rest. My hands have been roaming all over her toned body while we were kissing, rolling and pinching her perky nipples, and cupping her nice, full ass. But now my hands seek more flesh and less clothing. As much as I love the lingerie, it needs to go—now.
Taking the front of her negligee with both hands, I yank my hands apart, tearing and shredding delicate lace and satin like it’s paper. Her small yet full breasts spill out, making my mouth water. I lean forward and suck one dusty-rose nipple into my mouth, sucking and nipping at the tender flesh. Josephine whimpers and withers beneath me, spurring me on. I give her other nipple equal amounts of attention. My tongue and mouth travel back and forth between her breasts, sucking noisily.
Josephine fights with my shirt, desperate to get her slender hands on me. I break contact for a second to whip my shirt off before I’m back on top of her. My kitten’s greedy hands travel all over my chest, nails scraping over cut muscle. I groan. I love it when she claws me up, marking her territory—I wear her scratches proudly. She tugs on my nipples, making a growl building in the back of my throat rumble through my chest.
My woman looks at me, her eyes holding mine for a beat. Josephine stretches and kisses her lips tattooed on my chest.Fuck, it may as well be her lips on my soul because that’s how deep this feeling goes. She owns me, heart and soul.
Needing more, my baser instincts kick in and I rub myself against her hot center.
“Oooh, Maceo! I need you,” Josephine purrs, her pussy grinding hard against me.
My hard-as-steel cock is screaming at me to free it and bury itself in Josephine’s tight, silky heat, but my mouth is practically drooling to get a taste of her pussy.
I’m a visual man—seeing my woman with her legs pushed up, and V’d out, displaying her bare, wet sex to me is one of the best visuals imaginable. Tasting her on my tongue does something inside of me—makes my cock thicker, longer, and my orgasms more intense.
Needing to taste her, my fingers slip into the front of her lacy thong. I pull, snapping the delicate material from her succulent mound. Josephine moans with anticipation, lifting her hips, chasing my fingers. I hiss as my fingers slip through her dampening folds, excited to find her sopping wet.
“You’re dripping for me, baby. You want me?”
“Ineedyou,” Josephine says with a guttural voice.
Happy to oblige, I sink two fingers inside her velvet clutch. Soft and warm, her pussy grips my fingers, milking them. I groan. “God, your snatch is magical.”
I finger fuck her, strumming and tweaking her clit with my thumb, for what seems like seconds before Josephine’s lithe legs begin to shake, and she grinds down hard on my hand.
“Maceo!” Josephine’s pussy pulses around my fingers and pulls them in deeper.
“You’re so sexy when you come,” I say huskily, pulling my fingers from her and bringing them to my mouth. I suck clean the cream coating my fingers, enjoying the sugary taste of her.
But there’s something different—an underlining citrus tang, similar to her skin, which I have never tasted in her juices before. I’m not sure why the taste difference, but Iloveit. I’m feasting on a dessert, and I want more.
Slipping down her body, I throw her legs over my shoulders and dive in to devour her sex like it’s a lemon meringue pie. Her feminine scent is always stronger when I go down on her, but tonight it’s tenfold, heady. I can’t seem to help myself from scraping my face all over her mound. I take turns between flicking her clit with my tongue barbell and forking it to fuck her pussy.
Josephine mewls, her fingers lace in my hair, fighting to push me away and pull me closer all at the same time. A gurgled cry escapes her lungs as her body tenses and bows, shattering around my tongue. I gulp and swallow her womanly juices, needing her essences to fuel me.
Half-crazed, I raise my eyes to my Pixie, lust thickening the air around my head. She lays flat and panting on the bed, eyes closed, trying to recover.
Oh, but I won’t let her rest for the next round. My cock is straining against the zipper of my jeans, dripping with the need to be inside my woman.
Claim her. Sink inside her to the hilt. Plow her into the bed.
