Page 12 of Marigold and Mayhem


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She gasps and I look up her body and watch as she blushes. Her breathing goes ragged, and I can’t help but grin against her skin as I grip the inside of her thighs and part her legs to make room for my shoulders. When I settle on the bed, my gaze travels down her body until I’m staring at my woman’s perfect pussy.

I bury my face between her thighs, using my tongue to swipe a path between her lips, collecting her taste on my tongue. Groaning, I taste her again. “I could live between your thighs,” I murmur and her hips jolt.

“Sergio,” she draws my name out on a moan as I start to eat her out.

I’m gentle at first, something about my woman screaming at me to ease her into this and everything I’m going to demand of her, but it doesn’t take long before I’m slurping at her and almost snarling against her wet flesh. I’m instantly addicted to her taste and know I’m going to need to have access to her anytime I want in order to keep my sanity.

When I suck her clit into my mouth, feeling it throb against my tongue in time to the flutter of her pulse in her neck, I close my eyes, so I don’t shoot my load all over the bed. Seeing her. Tasting her. Hearing her. Smelling her. Touching her. All my senses are overloaded and it’s too much.

And still, somehow, it’s not enough.

I push a finger inside her pussy, reveling in the way her walls squeeze my digit as if begging me for more, as if telling me she’s never going to let me go. I growl against her clit, loving how fucking tight she is. Her hips follow the movements of my pumping finger and I watch her face because I know she’s close. I want to soak up every second of her falling over the edge.

I swirl my tongue around her clit and rake my teeth across it. The way she screams out my name as her pussy squeezes my finger and her body shakes has my cock throbbing. The only way to stop myself from coming in my pants is by tensing my entire body.

“So pretty,” I whisper as I slow my movements and lap at her sweet juices, bringing her down from the height I catapulted her to.

As her body sinks into the bed and she relaxes, I stand quickly, my movements jerky and almost unhinged as I undress. When I look at my woman’s face, I find her gray, half-lidded eyes staring at me.

My voice is husky and filled with need, “Like what you see, my beauty?”

Marigold props herself up on her elbows, her eyes traveling down my body and stopping when I wrap my hand around my cock and stroke. When she licks her lips as if she wants to taste me, I let out a feral sound from the back of my throat and climbon top of her, my knees on either side of her shoulders while trapping her arms against her body.

“You want to taste me?”

I don’t wait for her answer before I drag the head of my cock along her lips, leaving my pre-cum behind. She licks her lips and lets out a sound of delight. When her tongue snakes across the crown, my hips jut forward on instinct.

As she opens, giving me entrance to the wet warmth of her mouth, I grit my teeth at how fucking good it feels. She makes a humming sound, and my balls start to fucking tingle. She’s barely taken any of my length and it’s already the best fucking sensation my dick has ever experienced.

I know it’s all her. It’s all because of her.

“Fuck,” I bark and yank my dick away from her mouth and move away from the temptation of burying myself deep in her throat where she’d swallow every drop of my cum.

“But I was tasting you,” she pouts.

“Later,” I grunt. “I’ll feed you my cum later, but right now I need to bury myself inside your pretty cunt.”

My Marigold’s eyes dilate with my crude words as I settle between her splayed legs. I cradle her knees in the crook of both my arms, holding her open to me as I push her legs up toward her torso. It’s such a pretty sight in front of me, I almost can’t believe it’s real.

“I need you to reach down, grip my cock, and glide me into your pussy, Marigold,” my voice is rough with my demand.

When her delicate fingers wrap around my shaft, I close my eyes because it’s almost too good of a feeling. The moment thetip of my dick kisses her hot, wet entrance, I plunge inside of her with one long thrust and we both cry out.

As I’m buried balls deep inside of my woman, a thought occurs to me. My voice is strained, “Are you on birth control,la mia piccola bellezza?”

Marigold gasps and her eyes widen slightly. I start to pump my hips, unable to control myself because with that simple reaction I have my answer. The thought of filling my woman’s womb with my cum has me picking up the pace, sliding in and out of her harder and moving faster.

My woman moans with every movement, her hands scrambling to find purchase on my skin. She digs her nails into my shoulders, and I have a feeling she’s doing it in the attempt to ground herself, not just her movements, but within this moment.

“Sergio,” she licks her lips and shakes her head, “I’m not on anything. I didn’t need to be.”

“Good,” my voice is a vicious snarl which comes from a part of me deep inside that knows it has found its mate.

It’s primal and dark. It’s needy and beastly.

It won’t be ignored.

“Fuck,” she holds the word out as I slam in and out of her, the wet sounds coming from her pussy only making me want to fuck her harder and faster.

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