Page 172 of Grand Love

She shrugs a shoulder, her chocolate eyes fixed on me. “Not that I remember, I’ve had some good sex.”

“Good sex.” I nod, licking my lips.

She giggles, pulling my head up and demanding my lips. I place my hand to the base of her throat and guide her back to the counter. The very tips of my fingers trail down the centre of her chest until I meet her pussy. I bring my other hand up and then grip each of her legs, bringing them up and placing them on the counter. “Are you going to fuck me now?” Her lip twitches despite her best efforts to control it.

“No, Pix. I’m going to have my dinner.”

She chuckles as I slide my hands under her thighs and up to grip her full hips. I lift her at the ass and onto my waiting mouth.

A sigh falls from her parted lips, her head dropping back to the marble with a thud. Her hips lift voluntarily as I flatten my tongue, slowly licking up through her slickened folds. “I could live off of the taste of you.” I bite down on her swollen clit and her hips jolt under my hold. I grip her tighter, my tongue swirling over her as I nip and suck until she’s trembling beneath me. Lifting my thumb to her mouth, I slide it past her lips, her teeth scraping along the skin. “Suck.”

She does as I ask, hollowing her cheeks and drawing my thumb deep into her mouth. I pull back, letting it pop and place it on her now pulsing clit.

“Oh god,” she moans.

I apply the slightest of pressure, sliding my thumb down to trace her slick pussy until I reach her opening. I dip my thumb inside and suck her clit into my mouth. She tenses around me, her legs locking my head in place. “So fucking tight,” I groan.

She whimpers as I pull away from her, lifting herself up onto her elbows to look at me.

“Do you know how good you taste?” I ask, licking up the side of my thumb then offering her a taste with my hand stretched out to her.

She gives me a devilish smirk then leans forward, grasping my wrist. She pulls my hand to her mouth. Starting at my pinkie, she starts to suck each of my fingers into her mouth. I watch her in fucking awe.

When she reaches my slickened thumb, she stops. Leaning in, she bites the pad, then places a kiss on my palm. “This is for you,” she whispers, directing my thumb to my own mouth.

I suck every inch of her off my skin, then take her lips in mine again in a rushed frenzy.

With our mouths still locked, she blindly reaches for my trousers, finding the button easily and shoving them down my legs.

My mouth drops to her neck, her hands roaming over my head, holding me in place when I reach her nipple. “Don’t stop,” she begs.

“Hmmm, I need inside.” Grasping my cock, I glide it through her folds before pushing the tip inside.

“Condom!” she shouts. “We have to use a condom!”

“What? We didn’t on Saturday.”

“We are now!”

“No,” I snap, sliding into her to the hilt.

“Mason,” she murmurs, her teeth scraping my shoulder.

“There’s never been anything between us, Nina. I’m not about to start now.”

She groans into my neck, and I lift her from the island, letting her legs drop and her pussy slides deeper onto me. I squeeze my eyes tight as I fight for control.

Her hot tongue traces my lips. “Are you going to fuck me now?”

I pop open an eye and find her smiling up at me. Her cheeks are flushed, her eyes dazed and heavy. “You’re already fucked, Pixie.”

I roll my hips, and her smile drops. “But if you really want it… I can have you,” I thrust hard into her, wrapping an arm around her back and forcing her down onto me, “completely.” Another thrust. “And utterly.” Thrust. “Fucked!”

My balls draw up as Nina claws at my skin, trying to get even closer as she wraps herself around me.

“Fuck,” I groan, pounding harder, faster.

“Yes!” Nina cries out into my neck, her pussy clenching like a vice around me.

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