Page 113 of Make Me Want it Too

He yanks his shirt off and then pulls at mine while I’m fumbling with his zipper and tugging on his jeans. We can’t get naked fast enough. I’m still kicking off my panties as he sucks on my nipples, making me arch and groan.

Hooking his hand behind my knees, he pulls me to the edge of the bed, kneels on the floor, spreads me and eats me like a feast.

His tongue is magic, slipping between my folds, up to my pulsing clit. I’m already hot, buzzing everywhere. Every touch is electric, sending waves of warm pleasure out to my toes. Making me dizzy.

He licks up and down with slow, firm, deliberate strokes. Penetrating me with his hardened tongue, then back to quick circles on my clit.

I’m panting. Breasts heaving. Goosebumps all over.

The sound of him lapping me up is so vulgar and so hot. So perfect. He hums with his own delight, swallowing excess juices and saliva.

My heels dig into his shoulders as he spreads me lower, then moves in to lick my other hole. I almost scream out at the first warm, wet invasion of his tongue.

He rubs my clit with his thumb as he continues eating my ass and I’m chanting his name and more and please and yes and fuck as the desire builds up deep in my core, ballooning to something almost unbearable. I need to release.

When he moves up, replacing his tongue with two wet fingers sliding into my tight hole, and sucks hard on my clit, I shatter into pieces, unable to hold on any longer.

My legs shake as my orgasm pulses through me, temporarily blurring my vision and disorienting me.

Wood holds my hips and lays soft kisses to my inner thighs as I come back down from the high. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” I breathe, the flutter in my voice giving me away.

He stands, tanned and naked and beautiful. Muscles taut, abs flexing and relaxing with his heavy breathing, lips red and shiny and puffy. His erection stands straight out toward me, bobbing with each inhale, leaking from the tip.

I lick my lips. My tummy, my thighs quiver with anticipation as he rubs his precum around the head of his cock. Then he puts his wet fingers to my lips and I suck them into my mouth, aching to taste him. A rush of molten heat swells between my legs.

“Fuck, Mace. You’re going to make me come.” He pulls his fingers away and gets a condom out of his side drawer. “Where do you want me?”

I’m red hot all over. Cheeks burning, nipples hard, clit throbbing. “Ass,” I say.

His eyes roll back. “Fuck.”

I never planned on telling Spencer I liked rear play. I would have been mortified. He would have been mortified.

Wood’s cock jumps when I say it.

He rolls the condom on then pulls my butt back to the edge of the bed. He puts my ankles on his shoulders and in one smooth motion, slides right into my dripping wet pussy.

Wood pumps in and out a few times, not too fast, but nice and deep.

He smiles at me and I smile back as we both start to moan together. Holding my ankles, he brushes his lips against the soft skin there, then he spreads my legs wide and pushes them down, knees to my chest.

I groan in protest when he pulls out. I hate the empty feeling.

“Look, Macy. Look at your pretty pussy. Spread out in front of me. Pink and swollen and so needy.”

My clit pulses at his words, my pussy clenching down around nothing. So deprived.

Wood makes a noise in his throat and then leans over and spits directly onto my open pussy. Then he takes two fingers and drags the mixture of his saliva and my juices through my labia and down to my ass, pushing them in.

I throw my head back and the wet noises are quickly drowned out by my own gasping and panting.

I’m vaguely aware that he gets out a small bottle of lube and then he’s stroking his slippery cock with it.

“I want you to watch. Watch me fuck your perfect little asshole, Macy.”

I snap my head back as he presses the head of his cock against my opening. And then he’s pushing in and I cry out at the invasion.

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