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He spanked me again on the other side, then tugged my panties down so they rested just below the curve of my bottom.

“How hard do I have to fuck you so you’ll remember?”

“So hard,” I said on a little, breathy moan.

That was it. The end of his control.

He dropped to his knees and nudged my feet wide. A hand banded around my waist and pulled my hips back. Then his mouth was on me.

“Oh my God!” I cried as licked right up my slit and zeroed in on my clit.

My hips rolled back instinctively to give him better access and his hands went to my butt, cupping the spots he’d heated with his palm.

“I missed your taste,” he said, his hot breath fanning over my center. “Missed your dripping cunt. My baby’s so wet for me.”

Fingers slipped over me, then in, nice and deep. I went up on my toes and cried out.

Before I could process, I was spun around, my hair whipping about as my back was against the wall once again. He pushed my panties down and off, then lifted a leg and hooked it over his shoulder. Positioned how he wanted me, he went back to his task of eating my pussy, this time with fingers and mouth.

I moaned and rolled my hips into him, wanting more. “That’s it. Come all over my face. Get me nice and drenched.”

The wall had no purchase so I grabbed Mav’s head, tangled my fingers in his hair.

Pulled him into me, directed him on where I wanted his mouth.

“Mav, I need it,” I said, watching him between my thighs. I was lost to the pleasure he was pulling from me with every dirty lick.

He didn’t stop, but looked up, his dark eyes finding mine.

His fingers curled in that place I hadn’t even known existed until he found it last weekend. It was like a pleasure button because whenever he stroked over it, which he did now, it got me right to the brink of coming.

Then he sucked on my clit, did something with his tongue and I came on a scream. A flex of my muscles. A pull on my heel at his back. A hard tug on his hair.

“Good girl,” he said after giving me one final lick and standing. “Now you can take my dick.”

I leaned against the wall as if I had to hold it up, but he pulled me toward him and kissed me. His mouth and chin were wet and sticky from me. I tasted myself on his tongue. His hands reached behind me and found the zipper at the back of my dress and slid it down with expert and swift skill.

“Yes,” I said finally, processing his words slower than an eighties computer. “I need it.” I said the same words again because I did. I needed. “Now. Please.”

He wasn’t the only one who couldn’t hold back. Mav was wearing way too many clothes. While he looked amazing in his tuxedo, it was hiding his body. I wanted to touch him. Kiss him. Do everything I could to his body. His mouth was on mine, and I pushed at the lapels of his jacket. Without lifting his head, he shrugged it off, then tugged at his bow tie.

Then his hands were on me and my dress was pooled around my feet.

Buttons went every which way when I ripped at his white shirt.

We were breathing, frantic. Wild. I didn’t know how long we kissed, but somehow, he’d moved us into the bedroom, and he turned me toward the bed and bent me over it. He leaned over me, setting a hand by my head and pressing into me. I felt every hard, hot inch of him.

A foot kicked my legs wider, but since the bed was so high off the ground, my toes barely touched.

His hand came down on my ass again. “That’s for being a little cock tease in those panties, naughty girl.”

I clawed at the bedding and tried to catch my breath.

He moved away and I heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper. I watched over my shoulder as he rolled the latex down his hard length. I didn’t dare move, not because I was afraid, but because I didn’t want to delay him getting inside me.

He reached out and grabbed a pillow from the top of the bed, then lifted me up so it was propped under my hips.

“Mav,” I breathed, never having done it in this position before.

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