Page 71 of My Never
“So are you,” I point out.
“I have plans for you.”
“Oh? Should I be nervous?”
“Should you be? No, but will you be? Probably a little at first.”
“Oh boy, welp… Now I’m nervous,” I snicker, and his eyes gleam. My insides turn to jello when he looks at me like that.
He reaches down and grabs my body wash bar and begins to lather it up along my arms and upper back. He presses a soft kiss below my ear as he takes his time massaging the suds into my shoulders. Before long, I’m a boneless pile of putty in his hands as he rubs and loves on my body. His fingers work the suds into my skin. When his fingers slip between my legs, I’m more than worked up enough for him. I lean my head back onto his shoulder, and he claims my lips with his, slowly thrusting his tongue into my mouth in tandem with his fingers working my pussy. He kisses a hot path along my neck before nipping my earlobe.
“Do you trust me?” he whispers into my ear as he rinses the soap from my pussy before slipping two fingers inside me then retreating to circle my clit.
“Yes,” I answer raspily, dizzy with lust.
“That’s my good girl.” I shiver as his free hand slides over my breasts, rubbing and pulling at my nipples. “And who does every inch of your body belong to?”
“My body’s yours, Marcus,” I pant out, and a delicious rumble from his throat sends goosebumps skittering across my wet flesh.
“Every. Single. Inch,” he enunciates darkly into my ear with each thrust of his fingers as his other hand leaves my tits. It roams down my belly and slides to my lower back, rounding an ass check before squeezing gently. I moan into the water as he repeats the motion on the other side. “Put a foot up on the edge of the tub, baby. I want better access to this body of mine.” I do as he says, and he hums in approval, sinking his fingers deeper into my center, making me cry out. “Give me those lips.”
He kisses me hard, drinking me in as if he’s trying to steal the air from my lungs, and I gasp as his other fingers slip between my legs from underneath my raised leg. He circles my clit with one hand and pumps two fingers in and out of my pussy with the other. It feels amazing. He brings me to the edge then backs off of my clit. I whimper in frustration, and he brushes it again lightly as he removes his other fingers from my aching pussy. I expect him to shove them back in, but he slides them backward and circles the rim of my ass instead. I tense a little, but I’m so crazed with lust, I don’t fight it.
“Don’t tense up. Just keep breathing. Enjoy the sensations and trust me.”
I whimper as he continues to circle the tight little muscle in tandem with my clit as he kisses my neck. He applies a little more pressure to the ring, and I tip my hips back toward him, rubbing up against the pressure because I’ll admit, it feels good. What I didn’t expect was that the muscle would give way causing the tip of his finger to dip into me. I guess I should’ve expectedthat from the suds he hasn’t rinsed off my ass yet. I gasp, and he groans with that first penetration.
“Easy, baby. Now was that so bad?” he pants next to my ear, his finger retreating, circling the muscle again, waiting for my answer.
“No, it wasn’t.”
“No, it wasn’t,” he echoes with a victorious tilt of his lips against mine as he dips back inside me. This time, he pushes in just a tad further, moving his finger in and out slowly, and I grind back lightly against him, moaning softly at the new sensation. It’s really not bad. I’m not quite sure why I was so nervous. I push back against him more.
“Fuck…” he curses under his breath and lets his soapy finger slide all the way into my ass. I gasp and shiver as he works it slowly in tandem with my clit. My pussy feels so empty, it makes me want to cry.
“Marcus?” I ask, not quite knowing what it is I’m even asking for, but my voice trembles with need.
His fingers on my clit leave and dip into my pussy, and I cry out as he adds a second finger to my rim and slides it in alongside the other soapy finger. I gasp again, and he curses again under his breath.
“You have no idea how badly I want to slam my cock into you right now while I finger-fuck this virgin ass.” I groan at his words, realizing that that is what I so desperately want.
“Please,” I beg as he slips those two fingers in and out. In and out.
“Please what?”
“I want that.”
“I need to hear the filthy words from your lips,” Mark grits out.
“I need your cock, but don’t you dare stop fucking my ass with those fingers.”
“Fuck, you are going to be the death of me, woman.”
“Please, Marcus,” I plead with him, leaning forward more and pressing my palms against the wall, tilting my hips back further for him. I need him inside me so badly, I feel like I could die.
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