Page 85 of Make Me Want it Too

“Hey, you guys are doing it in your room this time!”

Noah rolls his eyes. “And we still get interrupted. What do you need?”

“Condoms.”

He pinches the bridge of his nose. “Fucking hell. Okay.” He goes over to the bedside drawer.

“And lube. If you have it.”

He turns back, several condoms in hand. “Negative.”

“I have some,” Livvy says quietly. “In my bag.”

Noah raises an eyebrow at her, and she blushes. He retrieves the small bottle from her bag, thankfully keeping the sheet mostly in place.

He hands me the condoms. “I’m going to need this”—he hands me the lube—“back.”

“Thanks, man. As you were.”

He flips me off then shuts the door in my face with a smirk.

I run back to the foyer and up the stairs and to the room where Macy is exactly where I left her—rosy cheeked and almost naked under a thin sheet.

“Are we still a go?” I set everything down on the nightstand and pull my shirt off.

Macy’s gaze goes from my mouth down my chest and stomach and then to where I’m pushing down my sweats. The sight of her already has me more than half erect.

She nods as she licks her lips. “Yes.”

“Thank fuck.” I lean down, take her by the back of the neck and kiss her as I crawl over her onto the bed.

I love how she tilts her head up to meet me, how our lips know exactly how to move together, how they part in sync so our tongues can taste each other.

I skim my hand along her side, tentatively at first, then up to the thin fabric of her bra. She arches into my touch as I cup her breast. I hook my thumb inside and pull it down, exposing her pale, peachy pink nipple. I rub it with the pad of my thumb, and she quivers against me.

Fuck, she’s so perfect and tastes so sweet.

I kiss her neck and then down to take her nipple into my mouth, making her gasp and wriggle under me.

Macy arches, unhooks her bra, and tears it off. She tosses it to the floor with the rest of our clothes and lies back down. A smile plays on her lips as I put my mouth back on her body.

I squeeze and kiss and lick and suck both breasts then I continue down her stomach as I massage her hips. I knead her thighs as I spread them and kiss the soft inner skin and then up to taste her pussy some more.

She’s writhing under me, and I want to make her come again, but the way my cock is pulsing and smacking my stomach every time she moans, I know that would undo me.

And I want inside her.

“Get on your hands and knees for me, Mace.”

She does, looking at me over her shoulder as I tear open a condom and roll it on.

I trace the line of her spine down to her beautiful, round ass and massage her cheeks while I spread them apart. She’s dripping. Thighs glistening. Her perfect pink holes on display.

I can’t help myself, I go in, licking them up and down from behind, pussy to ass and she cries out, falling to her elbows.

Kneeling behind her, I drag the tip of my cock between her soaked pussy lips and up.

She grunts.

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