didn’t break their kiss as he
reached between their bodies with one hand and all but tore her oversized shirt
from her. He was a madman, a beast, and all he wanted was their naked bodies
pressed together.
She was hot and sweet, and
surrendered herself to him because she wanted this, no, needed it as much as he
did. When she put her hands on his chest and pushed him away, taking a step
back was really damn hard, but she had control, had the power, even if he was
the dominant one.
Marius looked his fill of her now nude
body. She hadn’t been wearing a bra or panties, and the sight of her in the
candlelight had his cock jerking. Christ ,
her body was a work of goddamned art.
“I want this, Marius. I really want
this.”
He swallowed hard, and moved his
hand down to rub his palm over his erection. The damn thing was liable to
explode if he didn’t add a little bit of pressure to the bastard. He planned on
jerking off in the bath, but he’d held off when he thought he heard her
outside. Looking at her breasts, those
big, glorious weights with the pink tips, had him wrapping his hand around his
cock.
She gripped her breasts and held
the huge mounds in her hands.
A low growl left him, and her eyes
widened.
“I’m liable to come right now if
you keep touching yourself.”
“Don’t do that,” she whispered. “It
would be over before it started.”
He groaned again, and heard the
soft noise that came from her. Maya pulled the towel away as if she were
frantic. And then they both stood with nothing on, their body heat moving
between each other. Marius took a step back and had his fill of her body once
more. Possessive need slammed into him that this woman was giving herself to
him, only to him. He was about to claim her in a way he’d never done with
another female, in a way he probably never would again.
He moved closer to her again, and
her breathing changed. Her breasts rose and fell because of the action, her
nipples seeming to tighten further. Maya’s breasts were a handful, the peaks a
light pink color. Marius’s mouth watered.
Damn, he was hard.
He
lowered his gaze to her pussy, one with a thatch of short, dark hair covering
it. But before he could move toward her again she was lowering herself to her
knees in front of him. Marius was stunned at first, frozen in place. He parted
his lips and breathed in deeply when she took his cock in her hand and stared
at it.
“Maya…”
He breathed her name out, not sure what to say. This certainly wasn’t what he
was expecting. His voice was strained, his arousal growing.
“Is
this too much, me being too forward?” she asked softly, her voice a mixture of
heat and arousal.” She lifted her gaze to his face, and licked her lips.
“Maya,
you don’t have to be on your knees in front of me.” His voice shook a little,
and although he said she didn’t have to do this, the fact she was going to suck
his cock had pre-cum spilling out of the tip of him.
“I
want to do this. I’m hungry for you.”
Cupping
the side of her face, he smoothed his fingers over her parted lips. Neither
said anything else. Maya leaned forward, her warm breath brushing along his
cock. A strangled noise left him when she parted her lips further, and took the
head into the hot, wet confines of her mouth. Marius reached out and wrapped
his hand around her hair, closed his eyes, and let his head fall back as pleasure
coursed through him. She took as much as she could, hollowed out her cheeks,
and relaxed her throat.
“Fuck,
baby,” he groaned the words out. “I might come from this alone, and I don’t
want it to end.”
She
made a humming noise around him, and he groaned. The head of his erection
nudged the back of her throat, but she didn’t give up when she slightly gagged.
Over and over she brought him to the brink of getting off, but it was when she
reached down and took his balls in one hand and gave them a squeeze, that
Marius felt the tendrils of climax start at his
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