A smirk curls up my lips. There is nothing slow about our relationship and I’m grateful for that.
With that in mind, I dive in, my tongue eagerly licking her from her opening to the hard and needy bump of her clit that juts up proudly above her inner lips.
I give that sweet button the attention it needs and soon Alice is panting and moaning while her feet dig into my shoulders and her eyes are rolled heavenward.
She’s wet and juicy and I savor her as I lick her up and down, drilling her hole with my tongue and then two of my fingers. Pumping my fingers inside her hot channel, I suck and lick her clit.
With a shout she comes, drenching my fingers even more as her inner walls grip them hard.
I continue thrusting them through her orgasm and suction my lips around her clit until she’s wailing her way through another climax.
Her entire body sags and only then do I slip from between her spread legs and wipe a hand over my mouth. Her juices cover my face and my cock aches between my legs.
Alice’s blue eyes open and, as if in a daze, she looks around and sighs. “Marcus?”
Reaching out, I playfully circle her clit and dip a finger into her. “Let’s move into the bedroom,” I suggest.
Her eyes flash with heat and then she’s up and following me as I lead the way into my bedroom where I plan to have her screaming my name as long as my tongue lasts.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
ALICE
Laying together in Marcus’s bed with my feet rubbing against his hairy legs, I get a feel for how tall he is. Snuggled up to him is nice, as I run my finger along the dark hairs on his thick chest. His upper body is just as powerful as I envisioned. It makes the difference between his thin legs all the more apparent and heartbreaking.
Trailing a finger over his flat brown nipple, he sucks in a sharp breath.
“Can you feel that?” I ask.
“Yes,” he says with a catch to his voice. “Everything from my hips and above, I can feel perfectly fine. Only my legs and feet have limited or no sensation.”
I circle his nipple with a light fingertip, watching it spring into a tight bud. “I read that other areas become more erogenous after spinal cord injuries,” I say casually, keeping my gaze on his face.
His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows. But he doesn’t answer me.
He doesn’t need to. Beneath my hand, I can feel his heart thudding madly. I love having this effect on him.
Pressing my lips to his neck, I swirl my tongue over the slightly salty skin there, savoring his flavor in my mouth as well as the hoarse moans he lets out.
I kiss and lick my way over his neck up to his ear, sucking his earlobe and relishing his husky groans of pleasure.
My pussy pulses between my legs, wetness coating my inner thighs. Doing this to him turns me on and when his hand finds me, I let out a moan of my own and rock on his hand as he slips two fingers into me.
Gently, I bite down on his ear while rocking on his hand. The fullness of his fingers inside and the way his thumb circles my clit has my inner walls gripping him desperately.
I blow on the slight sting I may have left on his earlobe and then flick my tongue over the shell of his ear.
Marcus’s breath rushes out of him in harsh pants, his upper body trembling under my onslaught. I rub his nipples while I tickle his ear and press more kisses to his cheeks and jawline, my thighs keeping his hand locked between them as my pussy grips his fingers.
In the light spilling in from the hallway through the open door, I can make out the hard bulge of his erection in his jeans.
He flicks at my clit, his thumb rubbing and rubbing. I’m so close to coming again.
But not without him.
Returning to his ear, I whisper his name again and again while running my hands over the thick muscles of his chest, lightly tweaking his nipples as I go before sucking one into my mouth as my orgasm flashes through me with all the intensity of a storm.
As I come, I bite down on his nipple. His head jerks back as my name rips from him in a guttural shout. His entire body tenses, the cords in his neck standing out starkly as he continues to groan.