Page 101 of Mace

He truly makes me believe that, and that gives me the confidence to admit to him what I’m feeling.

“I’ve never done this before. I don’t want to mess it up. I mean, I know the mechanics of it, and how it’s supposed to go, but what if I?—”

“Sweetheart, I am completely and utterly transfixed by you. You only have to look in my direction and I’m hard as a rock. You can’t mess this up. Just take your time and do whatever feels comfortable. If at any time you want to stop, we will.”

That eases some of the anxiety rolling through me, and when I take his cock in my hand, it’s with a little more confidence. I wrap my fingers around his shaft, pulling up and twisting at the same time.

He leans back on his elbows, widening his thighs even farther as his breath begins to quicken. This man is the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. My body hums for him, my heart beats with his, and I want him to know that the way he feels about me is entirely mutual.

“Fuck, Maylie.” He sifts my hair into his hands, lifting it off my neck as I lean forward and take him in my mouth.

He’s big, and his girth forces my lips wide as I suck him into my mouth. The taste of his shaft coats my tongue as I pull back a little before taking him deeper again. I lift my lashes to watch his expression as I suck him into my throat, gagging a little as he hits the back.

The silky softness of his skin stretched over thick veins that run along his shaft create an interesting texture for my tongue to play with as heat floods to my pussy. Betweenmy legs aches, begging for a reprieve, and I slip my free hand down my bare belly and between my parted thighs.

The first touch of my clit has my back arching, which pushes him deeper into my throat, making me choke. The way he’s looking at me makes me feel powerful, even though I’m the one on my knees.

“Look at my good girl, taking my cock so well.”

Fuck.That shouldn’t be as hot as it is, but I rub my pussy harder, needing the delicious friction as I suck him back into my throat. Every inch of me feels alive, heated and charging towards an orgasm I can feel building inside me.

“Put your fingers inside yourself,” he orders.

I do as he asks, slipping my fingers through my folds to find my entrance. I’m so wet, I’m able to push two digits into my waiting pussy with ease. I slowly rotate my hips, grinding on my fingers and sending those shattering feelings higher and higher.

“Fuck,” he rasps. “I wish you could see how beautiful you look right now with my dick in your mouth and your fingers inside you. My dirty good girl.”

His words light a fire in the pit of my stomach that seems to grow brighter with every passing roll of my hips. I don’t care how depraved I look, I take everything and push my body to its pleasurable limits as I force my fingers as deep as they can go inside me.

I wish it was his hand there, his fingers I was grinding against, but I want to make him come.

His hips twitch, his thighs tightening as his climax builds. I find my rhythm, moving back and forth over his shaft, enjoying his little grunts and whimpers as I drive him further towards his end. His cock is solid now, so hardit must be painful, and mini tremors wash through his body.

As his orgasm hits, my mouth is flooded with his salty taste. It hits the back of my throat, and I swallow instinctively until every drop he has in him is gone, then I pull off his shaft.

He’s breathing like he’s run a race, collapsed back on my bed as he tries to calm his heaving chest. I wipe my mouth with my hand and rock back on my heels.

“Are you okay?” I ask when he doesn’t move.

“I will be in a second. Climb on the bed next to me.”

I do as he says, sitting next to him. “Lower yourself over my face.”

I blink. “You want me to do what?”

“I need a minute to collect myself, but I want to eat your beautiful pussy. I’m gonna need you to help me out here, Maylie. Put your knees either side of my head.”

A little uncertain, but also interested to see how this is going to work, I do as he says, hovering over his head. I feel completely exposed as his eyes are directly beneath my pussy.

Without warning, he grabs my thighs and pulls me down onto his face. I gasp, throwing my hands out onto the mattress in front of me so I don’t suffocate him, but he doesn’t seem to care as his tongue slides through my folds.

Oh, sweet merciful hell.

My body shivers as my pussy contracts at the touch. My fingers are a poor substitute for Mace, and when his tongue darts inside my entrance, I almost come right then.

I squeeze my eyes shut as those tingles build in my pelvis, and his fingers dig into the soft flesh of my thighs as he pulls me harder against his face.

Fuck.I can’t draw in air fully, and my throat is so tight as my heart thunders.

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