Page 39 of Flame it Up

Mazie smiled and opened her legs even farther for him. She was exposed, almost entirely, with her breasts sitting out the front of her dress and her legs spread out so wide that her knees brushed against the couch. She rolled her hips toward him, an instinctive and impulsive movement as arousal crawled through her like a snake.

His eyes were blazing at her, golden in the faint light of the evening. He looked like a delicious treat as his suit strained against him, and he crawled on his hands and knees back between her legs. They maintained eye contact the entire time, making Mazie feel like she could cum the second his tongue grazed her.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, kissing her legs from her ankles all the way up to her thighs.

“Lord, Pyrus,” Mazie moaned.

He knew what he was doing to her. The smirk on his face lingered as he moved up her body, teasing at the sensitive skin where her pussy pulsed for him. He then slid to the other leg and started at the ankle again. Once he finally arrived at her core, Mazie felt ready to hiss at him.

“Oh, baby,please,” she begged. “I need you. You’re killing me.”

He curled a lip downward, then moved his face closer. His breath brushed her nether lips, hot and ready.

“Oh, we don’t want that,” his voice rumbled. “I want you to tremble, baby.”

Mazie watched as he opened his mouth, and a long, dragon-like tongue emerged. He tasted her first with a long lick that began at the bottom of her pussy, and leisurely moved up to where her clit throbbed.

The pleasure stole her breath, and she threw her head back against the couch.

“Fuck!” she cursed.

Pyrus let out a slow chuckle but was quick to return to her. He licked and sucked at her for a few minutes before bringing his fingers back, slipping inside her wetness easily and stroking with enthusiasm.

He then used his powerful lips to wrap around that beautiful bundle of nerves and sucked at her like his life depended on it.

“Oh!” Mazie whimpered, her hips thrusting forward in response. “Oh, yes, babe!”

Pyrus was no longer teasing her. He was going at it with such vigor, inserting his fingers back and forth while continuing to apply pressure to her clit with a consistent suction. It was all very overwhelming to Mazie, who couldn’t remember the last time anyone … if ever … had applied such a fruitful technique to her quivering need.

She had been primed for a long time, frankly, and had looked forward from the moment their lips met to have him deep inside her. So it only took a few passionate strokes to bring her to the very edge of her sanity.

“Yes,” Mazie screamed into the sky. “Yes, don’t stop!Pyrus!”

His name hummed off her tongue like a whisper of silence after a storm. Then her orgasm coursed through her, causing her breath to hitch in her throat and her voice and body to freeze for a moment.

Then, the pleasure rocked through her like an avalanche. She shook against him as she clung to his head between her legs, clapping her thighs together like a seashell. She groaned and grunted with him lapping up her juices to send her into spirals of wonderful madness.

She had to push his head away when everything became too sensitive. She held him, hovering over her trembling thighs as she tried to catch her breath. “Oh, fuck, Pyrus,” she moaned. “My god, I haven’t come in so long!”

He grinned, then gave her pussy one last kiss. He came up to her mouth, and she kissed him dozily, feeling like she had shot up a hundred syringes of heroin.

“That’s no good,” he whispered. “Let’s make sure that never happens again.”

Her body went limp as he lowered her back to the couch, then helped her move her dress up and over her head. She mindlessly unclasped her bra, cast it aside, then watched as Pyrus stood and disrobed before her.

Mazie hadn’t felt this relaxed with a man in her entire life. Orgasms within themselves could help a person calm down, but there was something about Pyrus that made the feeling more enriched and thorough.

She never wanted to leave that couch.

He took off his jacket and dress shirt, folding them neatly over a chair nearby. He then unbuckled his belt and lowered his pants, theatrically bringing his cock out, much to the amazement of a feverish Mazie observing him.

It was the perfect girth and perfect length. It made Mazie’s pussy ache again, and she sat up slightly on the couch and spread herself for him once more.

“Get over here,” she growled.

“With pleasure, my lady.”

Pyrus laid his naked body on top of her, bringing his mouth to hers gently and offering a passionate kiss. His hard cock rubbed against her leg, and she felt like a ferocious woman when telling him what she was really thinking.

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