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“Oh,fuck,” he breathes out, barely hanging on to his composure. “Please… God, Greer… fuck.”
Glancing up at him through my lashes, my lips pull into a wide, salacious smile. “You don’t have to beg, but I like it when you do.”
Those dark eyes grow even darker, like I’ve seen them do a few times, but this is different. He wants this—wants me—and that spurs me on.
Sucking the tip of his cock between my lips, I swirl my tongue around the piercing and relish Mack’s hiss.
I can’t wait to feel it between my legs, but for now, I want to make him feel good.
This is as much for me as it is for him.
When Mack grasps my face and runs his fingers through my hair, I take him deeper. He hits the back of my throat and I swallow. As my eyes start to drift closed, he grips my hair, angling my head back. “Look at me while you suck my cock. Give me those gorgeous eyes.”
I comply, my eyes locking with his as I continue alternating between long strokes with my tongue and sucking him as deep as I can take him.
Mack’s thumb caresses my cheek and brushes down to my lips, circling his cock as it moves in and out of my mouth. It’s a controlled movement, but when his length grows impossibly thicker, I know he’s about to come undone.
A second later, his fingers tighten in my hair and he starts to fuck my mouth, his hips pistoning in and out.
Tears well in my eyes as I instinctively swallow, taking everything he’s giving me.
“I’m going to come,” Mack growls, he says, pulling his hips back like he’s going to remove himself from my mouth, but I grip his hips and hold him in place as I suck harder.
“Fuck, Greer. You want me to come in that pretty little mouth? Do you, baby?”
Nodding, I hum my answer.
He jerks his hips—once, twice—and then I feel the hot liquid at the back of my throat. I squeeze my thighs even tighter, almost coming from the residual pleasure.
When Mack’s hands fall to his sides, I give him one last lick, making sure not to leave a drop behind. The feral smirk I get in return sends shivers down my spine.
“My turn,” he says, kicking his pants to the side and kneeling in front of me.
There’s a perfectly good bed merely feet away, but that seems too far away for what Mack has planned.
As his mouth takes mine, he grips my knee with one hand and leans me back with the other. The weight of his body on mine is perfect. His hard edges against my soft curves feel so good.
When his still semi-hard length slips through my wetness, the metal barbell hitting my clit, I moan into his mouth and buck up into him, searching for more.
“Not yet,” he growls, breaking away from my mouth and kissing his way down my neck. “I’ve been craving this gorgeous body—dying to know what this sweet pussy tastes like—for longer than I’d like to admit. Don’t rush me.”
I can’t help but chuckle as he descends and I thread my fingers through his hair. It’s so soft, such an utter contradiction to the rest of him. I know he says he’s been craving my body, but I’ve been craving everything about Mack Granger since the first time I met him.
I’ve just been too scared to admit it.
“As long as you—” I start, but my words are cut short when he wedges his broad shoulders between my legs.
“What were you going to say?”
That’s the moment he unleashes that Mack Granger panty-dropping smirk that makes every cell and atom inside my body detonate on contact.
Fuck.
I can hardly remember my name, let alone the inconsequential drivel that was on the tip of my tongue only moments ago.
“I don’t remember.” My words sound breathless as I glance back down at him, just in time to see his devilish tongue flick out and make contact with my clit, stirring a flurry of sensations.
“Maybe you wanted to beg this time?”
