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His attention moves back down as his hand slides between my legs, literally branding me. He holds me open to his gaze, as he presses firmly against the wet lips of my pussy. My mind goes blank as the pleasure assaults my senses. I watch as Slater pulls back, sucking two of his thick fingers into his mouth. They slip against my wetness before sliding into me. I let out a moan that echoes around us as he begins to scissor them inside of me, stretching me and preparing me for more.
His lips find my clit, pressing a tender kiss there. My entire body is trembling. I’m so wet and my hips begin to rock of their own volition. His teeth graze against the sensitive folds as he gently bites down, creating a sensation that is so full of pleasure that it’s almost painful. He flattens his tongue and begins lapping at my clit while his fingers continually tunnel in and out of me. I lean back, my fingers biting into the mattress as his beard scratches against the inside of my thighs, teasing my clit along with everything else and nearly sending me over the edge on sensation alone.
The pressure of my orgasm is already building, and it only intensifies as he begins eating at my pussy like a man starving, his tongue working magic that I’ve never known.
It feels as if my clit is throbbing so hard, I might not survive. I’m just a creature of hunger, so overwhelmed that it’s hard to focus as he plays my body like a master.
He groans as he sucks my clit, the vibration making me cry out as I flood his face with my wetness. I tighten my thighs, trying to stave off my climax, not wanting this to end.
I begin grinding against his face, needing more, and demanding it without words. He refuses to give me control, however. Instead, he puts a hand on my hip and holds me tightly refusing to let me move.
I whimper in protest, but that’s all I can manage. Every flick of his tongue and caress of his fingers sends me closer and closer to the edge. “Honey,” I pant, my voice sounding foreign to my own ears.
I cry out as he moves my legs up on his shoulders and seems to eat my pussy with renewed intensity. He growls against my clit his fingers continuing to thrust in and out of me, while his tongue creates it’s on magic.
“Come for me,” I hear him command as he pulls me into his face, my fingers holding onto his head as pleasure rolls through me and I cry out his name as I come so hard that the world around me disappears and I struggle to stay conscious.
My body is a quivering mess as slowly my surroundings come back to me. Somehow, I’m lying against the mattress, his now completely naked body in full view as he stands at the foot of the bed. His mouth and chin are wet with the remnants of my orgasm. He grins as his tongue snakes out to lick my cum.
I force myself to sit up, pressing my elbows into the soft mattress. He leans down to kiss me.Hard. Our lips, tongues, and teeth clash, fighting for control. He wants me. I can feel it in everything he does. It seems to vibrate in the air between us.
When we break apart, he begins lifting my shirt over my head. I try to help, but my body is almost limp. I’m completely sated and yet, I want him again. Once I’m free of my shirt, he unlatches my bra. My breasts bounce free as he throws the black silky material to the floor.
Slater looks at me, his eyes heating my skin all over again because it feels like a physical touch. I stare at him, taking all that is him—and there’s a lot of it—in. The man is a literal work of art. He’s beautiful. His dark skin looks like a sculpted masterpiece of defined muscle that makes my heart speed even faster in my chest. I lick my lips as I look at him, hungry to taste every single inch of him. My breath freezes in my chest as I focus on his thick cock. It’s jutting out toward me, the head wide, dark, and glossy. A pearl drop of cum shines brightly on his cock and for a minute I’m entranced. His skin is this beautiful brown with an almost red to golden hue that reminds me of the evening sun that peeks through the wooded area behind the old barn. I used to sneak away there to spend hours writing and just being myself. I thought it was beautiful and it always made me feel safe, like nothing it hurt me. Yet, the beauty I found there, pales in comparison of Slater. I watch as his hand grasps his erect cock, stroking it. I squirm on the bed, needing him inside me. I do wonder if I will be able to take all of him. His girth is almost scary, but his cock is long and intimidating. His thick erection slaps against my belly, dotting it with pre-cum, as he leans down to suck on one of my nipples into his mouth. I gasp as his fingers teases the other.
“Honey, please,” I hiss between my teeth, not sure what I’m asking for, but knowing he will understand.
I bite down on my lip my body trembling as he tortures my breasts, sucking and nibbling on one nipple while playing with the other—all before switching and making sure they get equal time. I lose myself in the hunger he’s stoking inside of me—so much so that I’m startled when his hands slap against my hips. My eyes open to find his hungry eyes on me.
“Time to switch things up,” he says. Before I have time to question him or even worry about what he’s saying, he flips my body over, turning me so that I’m lying on my stomach. “I’m going to enjoy feeling your ass grind against you while I’m feeding you my cock, baby.”
His words startle me. I’ve never done this. I’m a bundle of worry and anticipation as he helps me so that I’m on my hands and knees. I immediately fist the comforter as he adjusts my body, spacing my legs apart so that I’m in the exact position he wants me. I can feel the cool air of the room fan against my pussy.
“You’re fucking perfect, Marigold Lucas,” he praises.
I jump slightly as his hand moves over my ass cheek, his fingers pushing into the small ring of muscle there and sending wicked heat that threatens to consume me. The words to ask him if he is planning on taking me there are on my lips, but before I can question him, I feel his cock separating the lips of my pussy and rubbing against me. The friction against my clit is overwhelming my head goes down in pleasure as I push back against him and try to tighten my muscles against his cock. I bite down on my lip as I let out a low whine of hunger. I could come just like this. Just his thick, meaty cock sliding back and forth, using my pussy to stroke him.
“Need something, baby?” he asks, as his finger breaks through the tight ring of muscle at the opening of my ass.
I cry out as he leans down and bites my ass cheek. My legs shake with need as the pain explodes into pleasure. He slowly fucks me like this for a minute and I start to relax. This is good.So good.Then, he bites down on my cheek again. I know he’s scoring the skin there and I like it. I want him to mark me. Before I can beg him to do that, I feel his finger diving back into my ass again, but now there are two. He pushes them in, scissoring them to stretch me. It’s painful, but there’s also this hunger for more. I can’t breathe because of what he’s doing.
“Slater…” I whisper. “Please…”
I’m not exactly sure what I’m begging for, I just know as long as he’s the one giving it to me…I want it.
He doesn’t give me an answer—at least not with his voice. Instead, He lines his cock against my pussy and then thrusts home in one swift movement, burying himself completely inside of me.
I’m so wet that he goes in easily but the air in my chest lodges and I can’t do anything. I’m so full. His fingers buried deep in my ass, his cock filling me so tightly that I’m stretched to the point of pain. Thankfully, he holds still, and I can feel his fingers sifting through my hair, and then sliding down my back, petting me as he croons in my ear.
“It’s okay, baby. Take some time to get used to me. I can go as slow or as fast as you want me. You’re so fucking perfect. Every damn inch of you.”
I feel his lips press against my back and a feeling of sweetness overtakes me. He’s being so gentle and yet, so possessive and controlling. It’s everything I’ve always wanted and never knew existed at the same time. It’s sweet perfection.
I blossom under his praise, wanting nothing more than to give him the pleasure he’s giving me. I roll my hips slowly, stretching on his cock carefully while moving to give him access to the spots that I want him the most. “More,” I puff out with what air I can drag into my lungs.
I wasn’t sure he could hear me, but then I feel his callused hand grip my hips as he pulls back as he moves out of me. He pushes back in with a thrust so powerful the damn bed moves against the floor. I follow his lead and soon our movements work together seamlessly. It feels as if we’ve always been like this—like we were made to do this with one another. It feels…right.
My mind goes blank as I’m filled with the pleasure of him taking me. He’s completely in charge of my body and I love it. I want him to have that control. I trust him to take us both where we need to be.
