Page 50 of Sutton and the CEO's Baby

CHAPTER 19

Sutton

Mark ran a finger down the arch of my foot and I flinched, trying not to giggle, but as they say, resistance is futile. He knew how ticklish I was and was taking advantage. Seeing as how he had tied each ankle to opposite bedposts, I was helpless to do anything about his wandering hands.

With a raised brow he went into the closet for a moment and came back with a bottle of something and a large pink vibrator.

I gasped. “What are you going to do with that?”

Mark turned those sexy silver eyes on me and I felt my pussy throb. Nevermind, I didn’t care what he did with it as long as it was to me.

Mark poured some of the oil in his hands. It smelled nice, like lavender and something deeper. When his hands cupped my calves and began massaging, my eyes rolled back in my head. It felt so good. I had no idea how tense I had become. I moaned as he worked at the tight muscles, easing the ache, and then moving on to my foot.

I didn’t laugh as he used a firm hand to knead out the knots and smooth the oil evenly over my skin. He moved on to the other calf and foot, and the sounds that I made were borderline pornographic. I had no idea how much I needed this.

Mark moved up to my thighs, the sides of his hand barely brushing my pussy before moving away and continuing their ministrations. It felt so incredible. I can hardly describe the feeling other than heavenly. My body ached and my arousal soared.

“More,” I pleaded, but Mark was on his own timetable. He made sure every inch of my body was rubbed down, everything but my breasts and pussy. By the time he finished, I was panting and the strain behind his pants looked painful.

“Let me take care of that.” I licked my lips and stared at the bulge.

“Fuck, Sutton,” he rasped and began to take his jeans off. By the time he stood there without anything left on his body, I was more than ready to take him in my mouth.

The salty tip of his dick traced my lips and then he moved inside, careful not to push me too far. I loved the feel and taste of him, the look of lust and possession on his face as he stared intently at my mouth. I sucked him back as far as I could, choking a little at his length, but wanting to have as much of him inside of me as possible.

Hollowing out my cheeks, I took long pulls where his cock hit the back of my throat and he groaned low and loud. I could sense that he was getting close. His eyes were hooded and his jaw clenched when he pulled out of my mouth.

A trail of saliva hung between his dick and my lips. He reached down to brush it away before kissing me, the taste of his tongue sweet and dark. He tasted like sex, cherries, and Mark.

He moved down to my tender breasts and pinched one peak while flicking the other with his tongue. My hips bucked and I moaned as he played with me. I was helpless to his ministrations and I loved every minute of it.

Mark sucked hard on my nipple, causing me to cry out as a flood of liquid coated my thighs. I was so wet that I could feel my juices dribbling down the crack of my ass. I would have been embarrassed, but Mark loved me like this.

He kissed and licked my breasts until I was certain I couldn’t stand another moment. And then he slowly made his way south.

“You smell amazing,” he rasped, taking a deep breath. “But you taste even better.”

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