Page 85 of Past Due

After all she had been through, there was no reason to make her wait any longer for what they both wanted. He carefully withdrew his fingers and made sure to hold her scandalized gaze as he licked them clean. She breathed harder at the sight, and he couldn’t wait to see how she would react one he had her right where he wanted her.

He moved onto his back and reached for her. “Come here.”

She hesitated, her shyness overcoming her desire. He slipped an arm around her waist and palmed her ass, tugging her up and on top of him. Her breaths came faster now, the excitement of the moment causing her breasts to heave and her eyes to glimmer with arousal. She swallowed nervously and then allowed him to guide her higher up his body.

He tossed aside the pillows, making more room for them, and slipped down a few inches from the headboard. She stopped when her pussy was a few tantalizing inches from his mouth. Reaching down, she brushed aside wisps of his hair and asked, “What if I suffocate you?”

“Then I’m going to die a very happy man.” He kissed her inner thighs. “I can’t imagine a better way to go.”

She gave his hair a tug. “Be serious!”

He chuckled and scraped his teeth along her sensitive thigh, drawing another gasp from her. “I am being serious. You let me worry about breathing. You worry about making yourself feel good.”

She bit her lower lip. “How?”

He licked a long line up her inner thigh and smiled at the feel of her muscles flexing. “You’re a brilliant woman, Marley. I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”

Before she could delay with more questions, he slid both arms between her legs and grasped her hips. He pulled her the rest of the way toward his mouth and nuzzled her pussy. Shuddered as his nose and then his lips touched her clit. The little pearl was swollen and stiff, practically begging for his attention.

And he was happy to give it all the attention it could take.

By slow degrees, Marley relaxed as his tongue mapped her folds. She made soft kittenish sounds, and he used them as a guide to what felt the best to her. He alternated long swipes with more concentrated circling, just enjoying the taste and feel of her until her breathing shifted and her moans grew closer together.

With his hands on her plump cheeks, he fluttered his tongue over her clit. He didn’t care if he got a cramp in his neck or lost all feeling in his tongue. He wasn’t stopping until she came. His own heartbeat raced as she made wild sounds and began to rock back and forth, pressing her pussy against his tongue and lips.

“Besian!” She climaxed shouting his name. She gripped his hair in one hand and rode his face through the waves of her orgasm.

But when she dropped forward onto her elbows and forearms, seemingly overwhelmed, he didn’t let her escape. She tried to wiggle free but he held tight to her waist and ordered gruffly, “Stay.”

“B,” she whined. “I can’t keep going.”

“You can.” His dick throbbed, and a flare of needful heat streaked through his groin as he ran his tongue along her pussy. He kept his strokes long and slow and avoided her still sensitive clit. She protested a while longer, shuddering above him, but he didn’t stop just yet.

“Besian,” she moaned, her voice low and rough. “Oh my god. Don’t stop.”

He grinned as she begged so prettily. He slipped two fingers inside her, working them into her slick heat without any rush. Just the tips for a few thrusts and then deeper and deeper until she groaned.

Speared on his fingers, she rocked her pussy against his mouth. Feeling her take control and use him for her pleasure made him rock hard. His cock pulsed angrily against the zipper of his pants, but he left it be, denying himself the friction and touch he desperately wanted. This was about Marley and her pleasure.

Adding a third finger, he earned a low growl at the delicious stretch. When he suckled her clit, she yelped but didn’t try to move away. He kept doing that, suckling and tugging her clit between his lips, until her thighs trembled on either side of his head. He fluttered his tongue over the swollen bud and thrust a little faster and deeper with his fingers.

Marley started to repeat his name as if it were a religious litany. He wanted to imprint that husky, desperate plea in his brain. He moved his tongue in faster, tighter circles and kept the same pace with his fingers. She squeezed his fingers with her vagina, and her entire body trembled wildly as she chased her climax.

With a strangled sob, she came. She gushed around his fingers and screamed his name. He gripped her ass cheek and kept thrusting and licking while she rocked and shuddered above him. It wasn’t until she pleaded with him for mercy that he stopped.

Marley fell to the side. His fingers were still buried deep inside her, and he left them there so he could feel the aftershocks of his orgasm. He kissed her lower belly and navel and then traveled up toward her breasts. A pink flush had stained her skin, and he marveled at the constellation of freckles on her neck.

Marley cupped his face between both hands. Her glassy eyes searched his face, and she smiled sleepily. She nuzzled her nose against his before kissing him. As their tongues tangled, he gently withdrew his fingers from her body, earning a moan and shiver from her. She pressed her forehead against his and whispered, “Please tell me that’s not only on the makeup sex menu.”

Laughter burst from his throat. “No, rrushe, it’s on the all day, every day, 24/7 menu.”

“If I had any lingering doubts about forgiving you, that sealed the deal,” she teased before kissing him again. He lost himself in the sensual slide of her lips on his. The unbandaged fingers of her injured hand stroked his face and traced the shell of his ear. Her hand moved lower still, down his neck and along his sternum before dipping into his navel and then traveling to the button of his pants. “You’ll have to help me.”

He didn’t need to be asked twice. He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and helped her tug them down and off his hips. He kicked them away toward the bottom of the bed, giving her room to play. She dotted kisses down his chest and abdomen. She licked a slow, meandering path from his navel right down to the base of his cock, drawing a deep groan from his chest.

When she wrapped her lips around him and slid deep, he threaded his fingers through her silky hair and loosely coiled it around his hand. She glanced up at him, and the sight of her smiling with his cock in her mouth nearly sent him over the edge right then and there.

With a groan of pleasure, he decided it would probably be a long, long time before they ever got around to ordering that room service...

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