Page 45 of Never Less

Her lips part, and she melts a little when I meet her gaze. It was exactly the reaction I was hoping for.

“Let me have it, Liliana. Let me have as many orgasms as I can pull out of you.”

“But—but what about what you want?”

“This is what I want.”

She frowns, shaking her head a little. Her gaze drops to my shorts. “It’s not fair, though.”

“You’re not hearing me. This is what I want. It’s what I like. Now, you’re going to come on my fingers again, and then you can pick how you come for the next two, all right?”

Liliana’s eyes are still glued to the outline of my cock through my shorts, and she lets out a longing moan. My girl is greedy for me, and I love it. But I don’t know if I can last long enough to make her come three times on my dick. Not with how stunning she looks stripped bare for me.

My fingers slide over her clit, and she lets her head drop back. I keep my movements slow, not wanting to make her come too fast. The buildup is supposed to be just as enjoyable as the climax, in my opinion.

When she gets close, I lean in until my lips are right by her ear. “For the record,” I say lowly, “yes, I’ve always wanted to steal you from my son, and I wish he could see you like this. I wish he could know just how badly you’ve wanted me for the past few years.” I speed up my movements, just slightly. “Wish he could see how wet you get for me.”

“Marcus!” Liliana’s body tenses, and then she’s coming so hard she falls back onto the table. Her back arches as her orgasm crashes over her in a violent wave. She writhes under my touch, gasping and crying out.

Completely mine.

When I finally let her come down, she takes a minute to get her breath back, and then she shakily sits up. “You’re the devil.”

“And you love it.”

A smile blooms on her face, bashful at first. As it grows, warmth spreads through my chest. I love seeing her like this.

“I do,” she says before tugging me into a light kiss. “I wish he could see me like this, too. I wish…”

“What?”

“I wish past me could see us. Could know… could let herself… could…” She sighs. “I don’t know.”

“Could see herself finally stop settling?”

Liliana nods.

“I wish so, too, little star. But mostly, I’m just happy you’re finally at this point.”

“Me, too,” she whispers, looking up at me with all the sincerity and trust in the world.

“Now, how do you want to come next? With my mouth, my fingers, or my cock?”

Her fingers trail down my front until she’s toying with the button of my shorts. “Your dick. But first…” She stands, grabbing onto me when her legs wobble. “Oh god.”

“You all right?”

“Mmhmm. Better not to stand for this, anyway,” she says as she lowers herself to her knees. She gets my shorts undone before I slip my arms under hers and lift her back to her feet. “Marcus! What’re you doing? I wanted to—”

“Not this time. I’ve waited long enough to fuck you, and if you put my cock in that mouth of yours, there’s no way I’m lasting.” I push her onto the table. “Now spread your legs wide for me.”

While she does, I shove the rest of my clothes off. Her gaze turns even greedier at the sight of my dick. I stroke it with one hand while I use the other to lift one of her legs and place it on my shoulder. She leans back on her hands for balance while I slide my cock over her clit.

“You like being a good girl for me, don’t you?” I ask. “Like doing whatever I tell you to.”

She nods, whimpering as I tease her entrance with the head of my cock. And god, that sound. It affects me ten times more than I ever imagined it would.

“Please don’t make me wait any longer,” Liliana begs.

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