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Chapter Twenty

I want you to take control and make it memorable.

Her sultry words replayed in my mind making my dick harder than it already was.

Finding her attractive as all hell was nothing new. Neither was admitting how she intrigued me and how I enjoyed having her in my space when I’d been content with being alone for so long. What was a new realisation though, was exactly how much.

When I opened my door and found she had come back, her innocent eyes wide with uncertainty before she threw her arms around me, I felt a switch inside me flick and I became a simp. I would have dropped to my knees if she'd asked.

When I peeled away the layers revealing her bare skin, heard her raspy moans and pleas for me to control her, I almost came right there on the spot. Every fantasy I’d ever created paled in comparison to the trust on her face when she gave me permission to take the lead.

And when I tasted her sweet flavour and watched her writhe with each flick of my tongue, I was left in ruins beyond all doubt. Gently swiping the rogue sweaty strands from her face, I kissed her, my need for her intoxicating. Her tongue danced with my own as she explored her own arousal and when she spread her legs wider pulling me into her deeper, I groaned.

I had never wanted to be inside anyone as much as I did Marlee, yet I also wanted to savour this first time like it was my last. I wanted to bask in the taste, smells and feel of her. Take the time to enjoy every tiny freckle, every dip and curve of her body. To discover the spots that made her squirm when I licked her with my tongue. To savour her and the experience that I would never again have with the excitement and unfamiliarity that came with the very first time.

I gently tilted her head to gain deeper access to her mouth and her little moans, caused my already hard cock to pulse as I rubbed myself against her. Moving along her jaw, I trailed down her throat, leaving a line of kisses in my wake. I wanted to bury myself inside her while I collared her throat with my hand, watching the joy soak her features as she experienced the pleasure which would be heightened by the smallest amounts of pain.

“I could listen to the noises you make all day and it still wouldn’t be enough.” Moving down to her chest, I squeezed her plush tits. Everything about this woman was perfect and suddenly, with her, I was an all or nothing man.

Taking her nipple into my mouth, I bit lightly, enjoying the way she arched up into me in response and hissed, running her fingers through my hair. I tested her tolerance, varying the pressure before instantly soothing the ache with featherlike kisses across her peaked breasts. She responded exactly as I thought she would – with satisfied moans.

“Do you like that?" I looked up towards her and she licked her top lip, her eyes directly on mine as she nodded shyly. Trailing kisses down her neck, I squeezed her breast before pinching her nipple harder while grinding myself against her.

“What about that?” I teased, knowing the answer from the way her body arched into me again under my touch.

“Why do you think I came back?” Her spicy response made me chuckle.

“Here I was thinking it was for my conversation and cooking. Instead, all you wanted was my body,” she huffed, tugging on my hair when I flicked at her nipples again. She was so damn responsive to my touch, unlike anything I’d ever seen.

Kissing down her abdomen, I stopped at the pink opening, admiring the swollen wet perfection. Her skin was smooth and I spread her open, before tasting her again. I was as hard as a rock and as if reading my mind she reached for my hair.

“I want to t-taste you,” her diffidence was adorable and went directly to my crotch which was just as desperate to feel her. Pushing off the bed, I stood before her and dragged my sweat pants down my legs. When I was naked, she lowered her eyes, biting her bottom lip as she took me in. She shuffled towards me, sitting on the edge with her head in line with my throbbing cock and I audibly swallowed at how fucking sexy she looked. I took a step towards her and she timidly reached for me, any sass long forgotten. She trailed her fingers up my legs and when her soft hand loosely grabbed the base of my shaft, I hissed.

Tightening her grip as she took me in her mouth, her tongue tickled the tip before she enveloped me entirely. The warmth of her mouth brought me home and blindsided with euphoria, my head fell back.

“Holy fucking shit,” I rocked into her mouth, unable to stop myself. She released me and looked up, uncertainty lacing her features.

“Is that not good?” Her hand remained still, holding me but I was desperate for the warmth of her mouth again. I held her face gently on either side and looked at her as I spoke, needing her to feel the sincerity in my words. Her face told me she really didn’t understand the effect she had on me and that was a blight I needed to rectify.

“Babe, you’ve had my dick in your mouth for approximately three seconds and I have never been so close to losing my mind. Do whatever you were doing, again, right this second.” She smiled with renewed confidence as she teased me before taking me in her mouth once again.

I didn’t get it. How was she so unsure when she was the personification of sex.

That luscious brown hair wrapped around my fist as those plump lips gripped my cock. When she snuck a look up at me and her gorgeous, hooded eyes sparkled, I was mesmerised.

“Fuccckkkk,” I moaned, as one of her hands came around pulling me closer. She moved slowly, sucking me as hard as she could, using her other hand to move along the rest of my shaft.

“Look at me, Marlee. I want to see you while you suck my dick.” She looked up, taking a little more of me in the process.

“Good girl,” I encouraged, the strain clear in my voice. Trying hard not to look at the way the moonlight highlighted the perfection that were her tits, I watched her swollen lips wrap around me. Turning my head, I saw her entire side profile in the full length mirror and felt my balls tighten, the sight pushing me closer to the edge. As I watched her move up and down my length, I wasn’t sure I was ever going to let her leave. Wasn’t sure if I would be able to be in my room without picturing the sight before me right now.

“You are the hottest thing I've ever seen,” I admitted. “Get up on your hands and knees for me, baby.” She immediately did as I asked and while I wouldn’t think it was possible, I grew harder at her obedience. On all fours, her face leaning over the edge of the bed, I watched her through the mirror as she took me back into her mouth.

“Fuckkkk, you should see yourself,” I wrapped her hair around my hand and gently pushed her a little deeper, wanting everything she had to offer. When she looked up and her hand disappeared down between her legs, I lost cognitive abilities. She moaned and the vibration moved from her throat and through me, removing any form of self-control as I thrust into her one last time emptying myself down her throat.

She lapped at me, taking every last drop before I placed my knuckle under her chin, tilting her face as she sat back on her feet. The woman did not understand how attractive she was and with her tousled hair spilling over her shoulders, and those flushed pink cheeks I was already growing hard again.

“I need to be inside you.”

“Patience, babe,” she mimicked my own words back to me with a flick of her tongue across her lips and I couldn’t stop the smile which split my face. I loved how unfiltered she was, but more than that, I loved how I felt when I was with her. How she brought out a playfulness I’d long ago forgotten and quite simply, made me happy.

“Spread your legs for me, baby, or I’m going to fuck that smart mouth again.” With a grin of her own she laid back and spread her legs.

Walking over to my bedside table, I plucked out a condom and rolled it on before admiring her naked form.

“Put your arms above your head,” I commanded.

“So bossy,” she huffed while crossing her wrists above her head.

“Where have you been all of my life?” I whispered as I moved above her and held both of her wrists with one of my hands.

“Waiting for you,” she said with such intensity I paused. The flawlessness of her swollen mouth, those intense green eyes and her easy acquiescence to trust me was everything I never knew I wanted. I wished I had the patience to map her entire body, pepper her skin with kisses while she was secured to my bed properly, but my need to have her ran too deep.

Lining myself up with her entrance, I leant down, taking her mouth with my own. I had no more words, no desire to control her at this moment, only to bind her to me in the most intimate of ways.

This was a tipping point. We were on the precipice of something huge and I knew once I took her there would be no turning back – at least not for me.

“You need to tell me now if you aren’t entirely sure,” I lingered for a few seconds longer, allowing her space to change her mind, tasting her mouth as I pressed myself at her edge.

She whimpered, her hips rising invitingly and unable to hold back any longer, I slowly entered her for the first time.