Marcus grunted when Anneke suddenly launched herself at him. His arms closed around her automatically even as his back landed against the door—-
Their mouths touched.
And neither of them wanted to speak or even think after that.
Their kiss didn’t break even as Marcus let Anneke slide back to her feet and both of them worked in undue haste to undress each other. He groaned when her fingers finally had his zipper down, and she moaned when she felt him push her bra down to bare her breasts to his sight.
Her fingers wrapped around his erection just as his mouth closed over one nipple.
Their bodies buckled against each other.
She began to stroke him, and he began to suck.
Soon, they were on the floor, Anneke lying over him, her fingers stroking him to an erection while he moved on to devour her other breast.
“Anneke.” He couldn’t help groaning her name out loud at the way she milked his cock so beautifully. “Dio.” And suddenly it wasn’t enough to simply drive her mad by worshipping her breasts. Releasing her nipple, he clasped her by the waist and, ignoring her protests, he flipped her position above her body.
In an instant, she found herself facing straight down at his cock while—-
“Aaaaaah!”
Marcus had pushed her panties to the side and began eating her pussy without warning. She moaned and buckled, but he still didn’t let go, and so she frantically did the same, unbuttoning his pants and pulling his erection out.
His cock was already fully erect, and she stretched her mouth as wide open as possible before slowly swallowing its length, inch by inch.
His body jerked, and she sucked hard on the head of his cock.
Marcus let out a growl, and then his hips started jutting, and his cock began thrusting deeper into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat.
Oh God.
She loved every moment of it.
They pleasured each other mindlessly with his mouth on her pussy, his cock in her mouth, and it was so, so good tears started to sting her eyes.
Her fingers dug deep into the muscled cheeks of his ass as she felt her body begin to stir. She was close.
So, so close.
But she didn’t want to come alone and so she ran her tongue over the wet, sensitive slit on the head of his cock, over and over until she felt him arch under her while rasping her name out.
“Anneke.”
And he, too, seemed to want her to reach the point of no return as two fingers joined his mouth, all of it for the sole purpose of destroying her pussy with the most excruciating pleasure.
His tongue and fingers thrust alternately, giving her absolutely no time to breathe—-
“M-Marcus!”She began to break, and she sucked harder and harder on his cock.“Marcus!”
And then both of them came apart.
****
AS THEY DRESSED EACHother, the silence between them was comfortable but wary, if there ever was such a thing. From time to time, their glances would meet. Marcus smoothing her skirt down, Anneke zipping his pants up, Marcus buttoning her up, Anneke knotting his tie.
There were so many unspoken words between them, so many burning questions—-
They had been like this for months now, always making out but never fucking. It wasn’t that she didn’t enjoy it, but – why did it have to end there?