Page 23 of Marked By The Grouchy Grizzly

I sit up and pull my shirt off. His hungry eyes darken as I reach behind my back, flick the little hooks on my bra, and take it off, letting my breasts tumble free.

He growls as he grabs them in his strong hands, massaging and kneading like he’s been starving for this moment. His thumbs flick over my hard nipples, sending a bolt of pleasure straight to my core.

“So pink and perfect,” he rasps before lowering his mouth. That hot tongue slides over my hard tingling nipples one at a time while I gasp for air.

It feels so good. His mouth is heavenly.

He spends some time exploring my naked breasts, but when I get wetter and wetter, the scent is too alluring for him and he turns back to my pussy.

My thighs tense under his grip as he spreads my legs open, his eyes locked on the damp fabric of my panties. He groans—a deep, hungry sound—before he leans in and drags his tongue up my throbbing sex.

It’s over my panties, but I still scream out from the pleasure. It’s sointense.

“Mmmmm,” he moans as he slides his finger into the band near my thigh. He pulls my panties to the side, revealing everything I’ve kept safe and untouched for him.

My heart pounds like a drum as I watch him stare at my naked pussy. He looks mesmerized by it like he’s never seen anything so alluring.

“Fuck,” he growls. The heat of his breath on my hot sex makes me cry out and makes my back arch. “So nice and wet for me. You want me to taste this sweet little pussy, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I whimper, gripping the arms of the chair. Ineedit.

He tortures me, just watching with that hungry gaze as I squirm on the chair, desperately needing to be touched.

I reach down to touch myself, but he grabs my wrist and guides my hand away.

“No, no, no,” he says with a grin. “This is my job.”

“Then do it,” I beg, unable to hide my desperation.

He grins as a low, possessive growl rumbles out of his chest. “I thought you’d never ask.”

I scream out as he dives in, his hot tongue plungingdeepinto my virgin hole.

My legs tremble as he devours me, licking every inch of my aching pussy with hot, slow, strong licks of his perfect tongue.

Moan after moan pours from my lips as he feasts on me like a starved man, his tongue ruthless, his grip unyielding. My fingers dig into the leather chair. My hips roll. My back arches. I squeeze his head with my thighs whenever he hits a spot so sensitive I can’t take it.

I feel like I’m going to combust. I feel like I’m falling. I feellike I’ve unearthed a new height of pleasure that I didn’t know my body was capable of.

He flicks his tongue on my throbbing clit, sending vibrations shooting straight to my core, making me scream out, making me shake.

“You taste like heaven, sweet girl,” he growls on my pussy between heavy licks. He circles my clit with his tongue before taking it into his mouth and sucking hard.

I’m gonna cum…

“You were made for this,” he says, his deep growly voice so fucking raw and sexy. “You were made for your man. This juicy little cunt was made forme.”

I know it was. I’m his… I’ve always been his…

My body shakes and convulses on the chair as he spreads my legs wider and pushes his tongue in deeper. Just when I think it can’t get any more intense, it does. He keeps bringing me to new levels.

The pleasure is overwhelming. My body is burning, trembling, unraveling beneath his skilled mouth.

I can’t take it. I can’t hold back.

I’m close… So close…

“Cum for me, angel,” he growls, my wetness covering his mouth. “Let me taste your cream.”

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