Page 125 of Prized Possession

My mouth flies open, the desire to reply growing, until that little voice in my head—that I suspect is ruled by my vagina—tells me to keep quiet.

Quicker than I’d like to admit, I remove all of my clothes.

I’d be bothered by the smirk on his face, if I wasn’t distracted by the fact he’s now naked too. He must have removed his clothes when I did, and my gaze is drawn to his hard cock.

“Sit,” he snaps, pointing at the bench I was sitting on a moment before.

I do as I’m told, dropping down straight away, while Marcus lowers onto hisknees before me, that devilish grin on his face growing as he pulls my arse to the edge, spreading my legs wide for him.

Before my brain can catch up, his lips are on my pussy, licking and sucking, devouring me in the best possible way. There’s no teasing, no build up, he just goes straight in with his tongue, and it feels so fucking good.

A loud moan rips from my throat as he sucks my clit into his mouth, and he quickly pulls back, glaring at me with a smirk.

“You better be quiet, slut. You don’t want someone to catch us, do you?”

He doesn’t wait for a response, he dives back in, licking and sucking me like he’s a dying man, and I’m the sustenance he needs to survive.

I have to use one hand to prop me up, grabbing hold of the bench behind me, so I don’t fall backwards, but I slide my free fingers into his silky hair, grasping the strands as I hold his mouth against me. My eyes screw shut as I bite my lip, trying hard to keep quiet.

My body reacts under his expert tongue, and I arch my back, rocking my hips against him as much as I can with his arms wrapped around my legs, keeping me still. As one of his hands snakes across my stomach, pressing me down, he releases the other.

Before I have time to question it, his finger is probing at my entrance. It slides in with ease, thanks to how wet I am after his assault with his tongue, and he quickly adds a second.

I whimper, trying frantically to keep quiet as he slides his long fingers in and out, getting deeper with each thrust, while his mouth continues sucking and licking my clit.

With the pace he’s going, it doesn’t take long before my body responds, climbing closer and closer to the edge.

“I’m so close,” I whisper-yell.

“Open your eyes, Mio. Look at me while I’m licking your cunt,” Marcus growls against my clit, before biting down on it just enough to make me cry out.

My eyes fly open, and I look down at him as he kneels between my legs. He’s staring up at me through hooded lashes, that have no business being so long, and his dark eyes make my core tighten.

I know he feels it around his fingers, as that smirk of his returns, and he keeps eye contact with me as he attacks my clit with his tongue.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I cry out, before quickly slapping my hand over my mouth.

Marcus chuckles and the vibration against my pussy sends a shiver through me. He then starts curving his fingers in the perfect way, rubbing against the exact spot that only he seems to be able to find, and my movements become frantic as pleasure threatens to overtake me.

“Shit. Fuck. I need… Can I… Please, Marcus,” I beg, not able to form a proper sentence.

He chuckles again, and if I could risk taking the hand away from my mouth, I’d hit him with it.

“I don’t hear a question, slut. Your cunt is getting so wet, you must be close. Tell me what you want, like a good little whore.”

He blows against my clit, as he curls his fingers while they’re deep inside of me, and I see fucking stars, my eyes practically rolling as I gasp for air.

“Please, can I come? I need to come? I’m going to… right now,” I tell him, my begging becoming louder and more frantic as my orgasm draws closer.

Although I’ve learnt to control it to a certain extent, there are some times, like now, when the pleasure is just too intense, and I simply can’t hold back.

In truth, I also don’t want to. I want to feel how good this release will be as it crashes through me, and I’m starting to reach the stage where I’ll happily take a punishment as long as I get to come.

Marcus must realise how close I am, as his eyes fix on mine, burning just as fiercely as my own.

“Come for me, slut, but keep your eyes on me. If you close them, you won’t come for a week. I want to watch as my sexy little whore comes on my tongue.”

No matter how much I might want to close my eyes, I keep them fixed on him. I let him see the moment I lose control, as my orgasm hits me like a truck.

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