Page 19 of Pleading Innocence

“Is that why you were so rude to me earlier?” I asked, looking down into his eyes as he started to unbuckle his belt. I bit my lip in anticipation, my face tensing as the demand for pleasure shocked my body.

His hand stilled on his belt. “Aw, did you think that was for real?” he asked, grinning. “Mm,” he said, biting his lip, “you’re so sexy when you’re mad.”

I shivered from the pure sensuality of his smile, and I licked my lips, releasing my hold on his neck to wrap both arms around his back, pulling myself into him as we kissed until the room spun.

I came up for air to smile at him teasingly. “Mario’s here,” I said.

“I know.” He grinned.

I gasped in shock. “How?” I asked.

He brought his lips to my ear. “Because I know what you look like when you’ve been fucked so well you start glowing,” he whispered. “Your lips get more plump.” He breathed against my neck as his hand dipped under my blouse. “Your nipples get harder from being sucked.” He groaned. “Your skin gets flushed and your eyes sparkle.” He grinned before pulling my nipple in between his fingers until I moaned. “And your cheeks become more full,” he said, raising his head from my neck to give me a tender, slow kiss on the cheek before taking my mouth again and sucking on my tongue.

I pressed my lower body against him, needing him to touch me there. Hearing the slight growl in his throat, I bit his bottom lip. “To be fair, my skin is always flushed,” I said.

He laughed unexpectedly. “Almost got us into trouble there earlier. I had to think fast on my feet. I’m sorry if it hurt your feelings,” he said.

“I suspected, but I was wondering why you turned into such a brat all of a sudden,” I said, trying to give him my most ‘upset’ face.

“I think I can help you to forgive me,” he said, lowering his lids and smiling as he looked at my lips.

“Yeah?” I smiled in return.

He nodded and dipped his hand into my pants. I gasped and moaned before holding his hand still. “I should let Mario out,” I said.

He laughed. “Yeah, you probably should. I gotta say, y’all did a great job making it seem like no one else was here. I was dying laughing at the thought that Mario was here, hiding under a bed or something. I can just imagine him standing still the entire time, trying to contain his breath so he wouldn’t make a sound. I almost wanted him to get caught to see his reaction.”

I frowned.

He put his forefinger and thumb together. “Not actually, but just a tiny bit,” he said.

I shook my head and grinned. “You really are an asshole,” I said, still cradling his neck with both my arms.

“Mm, but you like it,” he said, licking his lips before kissing me.

I moaned. “Dang it, I do. We were mid-intercourse too. Like his cock was literally inside me, full-on thrusting, bringing us both close to the edge…”

Anthony pressed my back into the wall, and I could feel his hardness against my center. “Get his ass out of there so we can get to fucking or I might be tempted to start without him.”

I grinned and moved my hips against him. “So you don’t want to hear how I was on the verge of cumming all over him as his hard cock dipped in and out of my wet hole?”

He groaned and slipped his hand under my top, lifting it to suck my nipple into his mouth, nibbling on it a little bit. I threw my head back, gasping and swallowing with the pure weight of desire pressing into my labia, loosening my hole. “Okay, okay,” I said, gripping his head so that he would stop tormenting me. “Let me call him out,” I said.

He let me slide down his body to the floor before coming up behind me and holding me around the waist as I yelled, “Mario! The coast is clear. Bring your sexy self back out here.”

Anthony started kissing me on my neck, removing my opened sweater from my body, kissing my revealed shoulder and neck as he did. Fuck, I could feel the inside of my vagina walls undulating as if rivers flooded inside me. My hole tensed and released so many times it had me starving for something to fill me up. And I needed it now. I needed him to bend me over and fuck me.

I wanted them both inside me. “Up for a threesome?” I moaned.

He grabbed my clothed breasts and squeezed so hard I felt myself start to drip and I lost my balance. “Why do you think I came back? Although you and I alone together is just as perfect,” he said.

Fuuuuuck. My legs trembled as his cologne sexed my senses, his voice thrilled my nerves, and his beard sent shockwaves down my spine. I was panting and we hadn’t even gotten to the good part yet.

My bedroom door swung open. “Man, I thought he would never lea…” Mario paused his speech as he looked at me with my back up against Anthony’s chest and my head thrown back against his shoulders.

“Surprise,” I moaned to him with a smile and shaky gasp, just as Anthony’s hand dipped into my pajamas and found my clit. The faintest touch of his fingers had me shaking and falling forward as I grabbed his hand in fear that the pleasure would be far too intense for me to handle. I was afraid I wasn’t ready to be rocked so fucking hard because I was already teetering on the edge.

“Mm, you’re already wet,” he whispered, sniffing my hair.

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