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“Tell me what you want to do to me,” she said.
Mars’s hands shook against the steering wheel, and he felt temporarily blinded by how aroused he was.
“You’re going to get us in an accident, my little demon,” he said, trying his damnedest to focus on the road.
She nearly snapped at him, which only served to make his need for her even more dire. “Tell me,” she said. “I want to know how much you want me.”
Mars remained silent, slamming his foot on the gas as they moved in the roundabout of his long driveway. He could see her in his peripheral vision, looking like a temptress as she toyed with the remaining buttons on her blouse. It was a side of her he had thirsted for ever since he had laid eyes upon her splendid curves.
He shoved his foot down on the brakes, making Rhi bounce forward slightly, her laugh a melody of beauty. They were safe and sound, so he turned to her, unbuckling his seat belt and giving himself a full view of her wonderful bosom.
Her dark eyes shined at him, the hazel highlighted with a pinprick of a golden hue. Her teeth dug into her painted bottom lip, that candy-apple shade so naughty and succulent.
Mars’s eyes slid down over the lovely creamy softness of her skin, then over the valley of her generous breasts. She had revealed a lacy black bra that held her orbs together, pushing them upward and holding them still with decadent plumage.
Mars had seen some wonderful breasts in his lifetime, but he had never seen anything so extraordinary as Rhi’s. He helped her unbutton her blouse, then shot it off her shoulders, triggering a sexy gasp from the pouty lips of his mate.
“I want to please you,” he said, bringing his mouth to her pulsing nape. “In ways that you have never been pleased before.”
His mouth met her skin, and she sighed, arching her back to get closer to him in a way that was not quite desperate but rather anguished. He sensed her heartbeat through her chest as he delicately kissed down her swan-like neck, and he wondered if it had been some time since she let herself indulge in this way.
“Oh, Mars.” She moaned his name, the sound of poetry. “God, you’re driving me crazy.”
He chuckled against her skin, planting fluttery kisses and light bites along her collarbone before getting to her perky chest. He breathed in her scent as he trailed his wet mouth over her mounds, her natural smell blending flawlessly with her zesty arousal.
“Oh, that’s not what I want,” he whispered, teasing her areola with his tongue. “I don’t want you to go crazy, baby. I want you to feel like you can touch the moon.”
He looked up at her. The sparks of life in her eyes were captivating as he reached around her back and unclasped the rest of her bindings. She let out yet another sigh of release as the bra fell away, her incredible breasts falling out and revealing hard-as-stone nipples the size of pencil erasers.
Mars’s bear within grunted sharply, as did he. He couldn’t keep much of it caged up anymore.
“Fuck,” he marveled, taking each breast in one of his palms. “God, Rhi, you are like a fucking sculpture.”
The words poured out of him like water from a fountain. There was no stopping them; it was earnest, natural, and ultimately, flooring in its gentleness.
Rhi giggled in a playful, easy way Mars had yet to hear. He bowed his head like a servant at an altar and slowly popped one nipple into his mouth.
She immediately lost her childlike smile, throwing her head back and nearly clocking it against the window, engulfed in a womanly rapture.
“Fuck!” she called out, bracing herself against the door.
He sucked on one while teasing the other, then once one was efficiently soaked, he moved on to the next. He wanted to give her the climax of a lifetime before he even took his cock out. Her pleasure was of the utmost importance to him.
He watched her, his gorgeous and magical woman, begin to lose herself in the moment. She leaned her head against the window and rolled her body with instinctual desire, pressing her chest closer to his willing mouth.
Her gyrating hips drove him even more mad, rolling like an interpretive dancer. So, with one breast still in his mouth, he ran a hand up her skirt, starting with stroking the inside of her thigh before plummeting into the heated core.
“Mars!”
Her pussy was soaking wet through her lacy panties and growing even more feral as he moved his fingers along her folds. He wasn’t going to make her suffer anymore; that was the opposite of the point.
Mars pushed the fabric aside with one hand and caressed the crest of her pussy, soon arriving at her throbbing clit and applying pressure with his thumb.
Rhi responded like she was being electrocuted, which he took as a good sign.
“Mmm, do you like that, baby?” he groaned against her breasts.
She nodded as he rubbed at her nub, first in slow circles, then with wild precision. He inserted two fingers into her glorious wetness, her silky insides making his cock tremble.
