“Oh!” she cried out as he pushed her hips apart and slid his hand over her folds.
“You’re so wet,” he growled, sliding a finger into her pussy and pumping it in and out.
“I need you,” she moaned.
“Soon, baby. But not before I make you come all over my face a few times.” He positioned himself between her legs and pulled her thighs up over his shoulders.
“Marc!” she whimpered.
“You have such a beautiful pussy.” He slid his tongue over her clit and down to her sweet hole.
“Oh!”
“And you taste so fucking good. I’ve said it a million times, and I’ll say it a million more. You taste like the sweetest damn candy I’ve ever tasted.” He wasn’t joking. He didn’t know what it was about her juices, but he was addicted to them. Flattening his tongue, he slid it up to her clit and sucked the tiny bundle of nerves into his mouth.
Her body vibrated with each swipe of his tongue. Oh, hell yeah. He knew exactly what she liked, and he was going to show her, once again, that he was the only one who could make her feel so damn good.
He licked and sucked on her clit until she tossed her head back and forth on the bed. Knowing that she was getting close to climaxing, he slid two fingers into her soaked pussy and began scissoring them in and out until she was screaming his name, and her body was shaking.
A gush of her sweet juice coated his tongue as her climax claimed her, and he lapped up every drop and wanted more. He slid a third finger into her and slowed his pace.
“Oh, God! You have my pussy so filled up. I can feel you stretching me,” she moaned, twisting her hips back and forth.
“I do. I want to make sure you’re ready for my cock.” He slid his tongue from her ass and back up to her entrance.
“Oh!” she gasped at his bold action.
“Does that feel good, baby?” he asked.
“So fucking good,” she groaned.
“Good, because I’m going to do it again and again.” He circled her ass once more. Her entire body shivered when he did it. Goosebumps broke out all across her flesh. Her pussy clenched around his fingers.
The more she seemed to get off on what he was doing, the more he licked her tight hole. Just as another climax was starting to crash over her, he slid a finger into her tightness, filling both of her holes.
“Fuck!” Allie shouted. “Marc! I … Oh! God!”
He pulled the finger out and pushed it back in. Working both her pussy and her ass at the same time had her coming hard. She squeezed her breasts and bucked her hips against his face as her honey coated his tongue in wave after wave.
“Marc! Please! I … I don’t know how much more I can take. I feel like I’m going to fucking die!” she cried out.
“Tell me to fuck you, Allie,” he growled, pumping his fingers in and out of her pussy and ass … not letting up for a single second.
“Yes! Yes! Oh, please! Fuck me! Now!”
“Are you sure?” he asked, slamming his fingers in and out of her holes.
“Yes! Please!”
* * *
Allie wasn’tsure how much more she could take. This would be the way to go if she were going to die. Of that, she had zero doubt. Never before had she had such a body-altering orgasm … or orgasms? Well … that she knew of anyway. For all she knew, this could just be another Tuesday night between her and Marc.
The only thing that she did know for certain was that she wanted his cock in her now. She needed to feel him slamming into her more than she needed the breath in her lungs or to see the sun come up tomorrow. It was as if she needed him on a cellular level. Like every part of her body begged for him and all the naughty things he could do to her.
“Mmm …” Allie moaned when Marc positioned the head of his cock at her entrance.
“Are you ready for me?” he asked.