lunged forward until his face was just inches from mine.
“Say yes, Jonna.” His intense eyes held me captive as he waited for my reply. My breath grew shallow, my throat felt dry, but I was soaked between my legs.
“Yes.” My voice was barely a whisper. The corner of Mack’s mouth drew up with a grin of satisfaction before his lips were on mine.
“Now”—he pulled away to speak—“about that talk .”
Chapter Nine
Mack pushed me back on the floor, his mouth hungrily finding mine. I slid my hands under the front of his T-shirt so I could run my fingertips up the ridges of his abdomen. He reached back and tugged his shirt over his head in one swift movement, and then pulled my tank off. Before I was able to pull my shirt completely free he already had one of my nipples in his mouth. I gasped and fell back against the floor, placing a hand on either side of his head. He swirled his tongue around each tight point then pinched them between his teeth. I arched my back, and he gathered both breasts together, sucking and licking as he raised his eyes to meet mine. His dark smoldering gaze had the power to set my body aflame.
“Mack.” I moaned as his fingers slid into my yoga pants.
“Fuck, Jonna. You’re not wearing panties.” He growled and pulled my pants down, tossing them away. His mouth found my inner thigh, and his lips grazed the soft skin as he inched his way up to my needy center. I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until I felt his tongue dart out and slide along my wetness. I put my fingers into his hair as I threw my head back.
“So wet. I love it,” he murmured while throwing one of my legs over his shoulder, before he continued to devour me with his mouth. “God, I could eat you every fuckin’ day.” He flicked my clit lightly with his tongue before sucking. He repeated this several times, taking me higher. He slid one finger into my wetness, then a second, until he found the magic spot. He pumped his fingers in and out while he licked and sucked. Intense pleasure consumed me, and all I could do was beg him to never stop. My hips were rocking against his face as he worked me. I lifted my other leg and rested it on his other shoulder and pulled his face closer.
“Ah, I’m coming, Mack. I’m coming.” I gasped, and he pulled his fingers into a come-hither motion, placing pressure on my G-spot while flattening his tongue and pressing it against my clit. And that was it. I was done for. I came so hard that the room could have crumbled around us and I wouldn’t have noticed.
When I finally opened my eyes Mack was moving up my body, his lips glistening from my wetness. He placed his mouth on mine and I tasted myself. He stood up slowly and walked us to my bed where he laid on his back and pulled me to straddle him. I unbuttoned his jeans and lowered them along with his boxer briefs. His large rock-hard erection was straining upward against his belly, and I grabbed it firmly in my hand, then bent down to lick the precum forming at the tip. Mack hissed as he watched me swirl my tongue around the head and along ridges of his shaft before pulling him into my mouth. He was so big that it was hard to take very much of him in, but I did my best. I bobbed up and down on him, working the part of him I couldn’t reach by letting saliva drip from my mouth and onto my hand as I pumped him tightly with my fist.
“Unh, that’s so good. Fuck, baby.” Mack brush my wild curls away from my face so that he could get a better look. “Goddamn, you’re amazing.” I’d never been a fan of giving blowjobs, but his reactions made me want to give him the best head he’d ever had. I kept my eyes on his as I gave him my all. Relaxing my throat and taking him as deep as I could go without gagging. His eyes rolled back for a second as he grabbed the back of my head. When he pushed his hips upward I sucked and pumped him harder. Then suddenly he pushed me away.
“Need inside you,” he grunted