Page 8 of Four Fiances & I

“Yes,” I gasp as he does it again.

“Like this, Shorty?” I feel his tongue flick the sensitive tip of my clit as he pushes a finger inside of me.

“Yes! Don’t stop!” I cry out as he devours me, pushing me closer and closer to the release I’m so desperate for. I feel rather than hear him chuckle as he continues to feast on me. I can’t stop myself from grinding against his face, desperate to come. I cry out with frustration as he pulls away from me and quickly lies on the bed beside me.

“Come here.” I move to lie on top of him, but he shakes his head. “Sit on my face.” I don’t need telling twice. I need his head back between my legs now.

“That’s it, Shorty,” he whispers as I straddle his head. I feel his tongue brush against me as he begins licking me again. “Use Daddy's face to make yourself come.”

I start rocking my hips and grinding against his face as he uses my movement to give me as much pleasure as possible. I reach up and thread my fingers through my hair as I grind my pussy across the light stubble on his face. With his hands on my hips, I lose myself in his touch and his tongue.

“Daddy.” The word barely a gasp as every muscle in my body coils tighter, and I know I’m so close. Maximus doesn’t say anything; he continues his assault on my pussy. I feel the tip of a finger slip inside my back entrance, and I cry out as I fall apart and explode with pleasure. Maximus continues to lick and fuck me with his tongue, dragging out my orgasm until I’m completely overstimulated. I slide down his body, desperate to feel him inside of me.

“Daddy.”

“I’ve got you, Shorty,” he moans as he takes my hips and helps me slide down so I’m in just the right spot. With one hard thrust, he enters my already contracting pussy, filling me to the point it almost hurts.

“That’s it,” Maximus growls as he thrusts into me again. “You were made for me,” he growls through gritted teeth, encouraging me to sit back up.

“Fuck yourself with my cock, Shorty.” With his help, I start bouncing on his dick as his hands stay gripping my hips to the point I know they are going to leave bruises, which turns me wild.

“Fuck you are so perfect.”

I can’t open my eyes; I’m so close. I love how these guys can make me come, only to do it again seconds later. Running my fingers through my long hair again, I continue to fuck myself with his dick. Maximus’s grip on my hips tightens each time he moans or calls my name, which pushes me closer to the edge.

“Fuck,” Maximus roars as his fingers dig deeper into my hip, and I know he is getting close. “Rub your clit, show it to me.”

Sliding my hand across my stomach, I use one finger to rub my clit, just how I like it. I look down and watch Maximus watching me. The look on his face is enough to push me over the top, and I orgasm, covering his cock with my release.

“Shorty,” Maximus roars as he slams me down onto this pulsating cock, once, twice, three times before I feel him filling me. I stay sitting until my body slumps forward, well and truly spent. Maximus wraps his arms around me and holds me close as we both gasp for breath.

“I love you.” The three words whisper across my shoulder before Maximus’s lips gently follow. “I love you so fucking much it hurts.” I feel tears fill my eyes again as I close my eyes and enjoy the way his soft touch feels.

“I know,” I whisper before lifting my head to look into his rich chocolate eyes. “I love you just as much, Daddy.”

“I know,” Maximus whispers with a smile. I lean in and kiss his lips before placing my head back on his chest and looking at the bed for the first time.

“I didn’t realise the bedding was white,” I say with a smile as Maximus roars, laughing.

“How haven’t you realised?”

I shrug whilst sitting up so I’m straddling his lap with my hands on his chest.

“I was a little preoccupied,” I wink as he smiles at me, putting his hands back on my hips.

“You are so beautiful,” he whispers, reaching up with one hand and tucking some hair behind my ear. “Even more so when you are riding my face,” he winks back at me.

“How would you know? I could have been pulling weird faces the whole time, and you would have had no idea,” I laugh. A big grin spreads across Maximus’s face as he bursts out laughing.

“You really haven’t been paying attention to the room, have you.” He looks up at the ceiling, and I follow his line of sight.

“There's a mirror on the ceiling!” I exclaim, shocked. “Why is there a mirror on the freaking ceiling?”

“I think the bigger question is, how didn’t you notice when you were lying under it for a good five minutes.” He sits up and wraps an arm around my waist while the other stays behind him, propping us up. “Was I so good that you completely ignored our surroundings?”

I lean in and kiss his lips while wrapping an arm around his neck.

“Daddy, you are so good; I don’t know what anything other than the elevator looks like, and even that’s a blur.”

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