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I reached for my cock, desperate for something to ease the throbbing need. “Don’t you dare. That orgasm is mine,” he commanded, tilting my chin so I took him deeper. “Fuck, you look stunning. Your mouth is perfection. It was made to take my hard cock, wasn’t it?”
I preened from the compliments, digging my fingers into his ass, silently telling him I could take more. Chuckling at my neediness, he thrust faster. “I’m gonna come. I want you to take it all, but do not swallow.”
I groaned at the thought of my mouth being full of his release, wondering what he was planning on doing to me.
Chest heaving, his eyes fixed on me as his mouth fell open and he pushed in as deeply as he could go, crying out my name as he exploded, spilling down my throat and across my tongue. It was virtually impossible to not swallow as he continued to spill his load; the warm, salty liquid escaping from my lips onto my chin as he released his hold on my hair.
“Stand up,” he panted, holding out his hand.
I took it and stood on unsteady legs, so turned on that a slight breeze on my cock would have made me come like a fountain.
“Look at how much you wasted.” Marshall traced a drop of cum that had spilled onto my chest, coating his finger in it, before bringing it to my lips. He pushed it into my mouth and then added a second. “Cover my fingers and then you can swallow.”
The fingers on his other hand dusted down my throat, collaring the base of my neck with the perfect amount of pressure as I sucked and licked his fingers. When he pulled them out, they glistened with his arousal.
“Please…” I begged.
“Please what, beautiful.”
“I need to come.”
“Turn around and put your hands on the piano.”
I stared at him wide eyed and he smiled. “I promise not to get anything on it.” Just to reassure me, he closed the lid over the keys and pressed my palms to it.
I pushed my ass out, hoping I had guessed correctly where this was going.
He laughed, the sound deep and soft. “Spread your thighs.”
I parted my legs, and he stepped between them, pushing his wet fingers to my puckered hole. “Put them inside me. Please.”God, I sound desperate.
“Both at once?”
“Yes,” I panted, not thinking about anything but being filled.
He pushed in one finger, moving it in and out slowly, but it wasn’t enough and I let out a anguished cry, pushing back, trying to get him to give me more. Listening to my pleas, he added in another, as his lips found the nape of my neck. I bucked back against him shamelessly, cries and groans falling from my mouth as I chased my own release.
He mumbled praise and dirty words against my back as he kissed and caressed me while his fingers fucked me. Lost to the sensations, I reached back, searching for any part of him to touch.
“Do you know how many times I have thought about this since that first night? Of having you. Of fucking Dawson, of being with all three of you.”
“No… but you can have it all. Take what you need.”
Curling his fingers, he hit my prostate perfectly and my legs went from under me. Marshall wrapped his arm around my waist, taking my steel like shaft in his hand and working it at the same speed as his fingers expertly took my ass.
“Your fingers are magic,” I cried as the burning pleasure of my orgasm spread through my body like a forest fire, obliterating everything in its path. It stole my breath, my words, my vision and replaced it with an unbridled ecstasy that exploded from me, covering Marshall’s hand and my abs.
He pulled out of me slowly, as I whimpered from the loss of his touch but also from the sting of having him fill me so quickly. He turned me in his arms and pressed a slow kiss to my lips, our mouths moving together like they had all the time in the world. When my breathing had returned to normal, he pulled back and offered me the sweetest smile.
“You are wanted,” he whispered.
Chapter 34
Lea
“Thisisnice,”Dawsonwhispered into my ear, his hand wrapped across my hips, obviously avoiding my still sore ribs and stomach.
“I thought you didn’t do snuggling,” I laughed, knowing that he’d been doing more and more of it.
