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I tried to spread my legs wider once again, hoping to have him touch me where I most wanted him if he could just see it, but my panties once again hobbled me.
I cursed and started to lean down to pull them off, but Lock stilled my movements with a well-placed hand directly in the middle of my back, holding me down.
“Leave them,” he ordered. “I kind of like you at my mercy.”
I left them.
I also started to wiggle.
My breasts were now cold from the marble underneath of me, as was half my belly.
My lower half, though?
Well, that was truly on fire.
I could feel my wetness seeping out of me in anticipation, and the way Lock was trailing his fingers down and up, I knew it wouldn’t be long before he felt it.
Then he pressed harder, causing my lips to part—both of them.
I gasped when his fingers finally pressed against me fully, parting my sex lips and delving deep all in one swift move.
“Jesus Christ,” he said, feeling my wetness and heat. “I could just slip right in.”
He probably could have…maybe.
From what I’d felt of his cock, he was pretty big.
He may not slip in, but I’d definitely make it a whole hell of a lot easier for him.
I was so focused on what I was feeling—his fingers teasing my entrance—that I didn’t realize he was going down to his knees.
But he did.
I had my eyes closed, and I was enjoying the way his fingers felt swirling in my wetness when all of a sudden, he pulled back.
His hands went to either of my ass cheeks and pulled them apart, exposing me to the cool air of the bathroom.
I gasped in surprise when I felt his mouth.
His beard tickled me as his mouth went straight to my entrance.
He groaned as his tongue swept out, circling around my entrance before plunging all the way inside.
I gasped and threw myself farther into the counter so hard that I’d be sporting bruises on my hips in the morning.
But right then, at that very moment in time, I didn’t care.
Not when Lock’s mouth was on my pussy.
Not when he was tasting and sucking and licking and ultimately rocking my entire world.
I dropped my forehead to the cool counter, wishing I had something I could grab onto.
Stretching my arms up over my head, I encountered the faucet, and latched on.
Moaning, I rocked my hips back and forth, wanting so badly for him to fill me with his cock, but also liking the way he felt with his tongue inside me.
It was definitely the worst predicament I’d ever found myself in, that was for sure.
