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Again, I don’t see what the big deal is, but to appease him and his wishes, I don’t object. Besides, we’re only having fun right now anyway.
“Fine,” I tease. “I won’t tell if you won’t tell.”
Chapter Ten - Marc
I know it’s early on, but I have to have more of her. After our pact to stay quiet about our fling, I decided it’d be nice to go away for the weekend. Jeppie’s under the impression that we’re going on a business trip and although I hate lying to him, I'd hate to lose him as my friend even more.
“Wow, you have homes all over New York, huh?”
Felicia admires my Brookeville home as we pull into the round driveway. This is a three story, ten bedroom home I bought when I made my first million dollars. I wanted some place to go when I needed a break from the city; someplace quiet where there aren’t a lot of people and thousands of cars on the road.
“I have a few,” I say. “This one is my favorite. Come on, let me show you around inside.”
I use the keypad to unlock the door and let us inside. Instead of going on a tour of the house first thing, I pull her into me and take a tour of her lips. She's feeling just as hot as I am. Her hand glides down my midsection and stops at the waistband of my pants for a split second, then she digs in and grabs my hardening shaft.
“Are you always hot and ready, or just excited to have me alone?” she asks.
I’m so turned on I can’t reply. As she stands in front of me removing her top to expose her breasts, my shaft hardens even more. By now, it’s basically crying out for her to devour it. I want to feel the wetness of her tongue all over me, slurping and sucking, sucking, and slurping. She knows it too.
“Take those down,” she says, pointing at my pants.
I do as I'm told, making sure to take my time so she becomes just as eager to have sex as I am right now. With my pants down at my ankles, Felicia stares at my shaft with hunger in her eyes. Before I have a chance to throw out any commands of my own, she kneels down in front of me and takes my shaft into both of her hands.
“Oh, fuck.” I groan as she slowly strokes me. “Ahh yeah.”
Her tongue circles the head of my shaft, making sure to touch every inch of the rim. I shiver with goodness. My cheeks clinch to keep me from cumming. It's a hard task, but if I want to make it past her giving me a blowjob, I have to hold on.
“You like that?” she moans as she slurps me.
“Fuck yeah,” I say. “I love that.”
She eases me deeper into her mouth. It's warm and wet, just like she is between her legs. I'm wondering how she got so good at this, while also trying not to release myself into the back of her throat. I feel guilty for being here with her, but this feels too good to pass up.
Once she’s had enough of me, she lies back onto the plush carpet near the doorway and calls me to her with a finger. I remove my shirt and take my pants off all the way, then ease myself between her legs where she wants me. This is it. We finally have the space and opportunity to get as nasty as we’d like without any interruptions.
“I want you to fuck me so good I scream,” she says, anxiously waiting for me to enter her.
“I’m going to fuck you so good you won’t want to fuck anyone else,” I say.
Before I enter her, I slap my fat manhood on her shaved vagina a couple of times to get her ready. She purrs like a kitten the minute the head of my manhood reaches for her opening. It's wet and ready for me to plow my way through. I plan to be gentle with her, but I'm not sure how long that will last. Felicia has the craziest effect on me.
“Tell me you want his,” I say, leaning in to suck her nipples. “Tell me you want to me fuck you again.”
“Fuck me,” she says, opening her legs wider. “Fuck me hard.”
I push all the way in, seemingly searching for her G-spot already. She squirms underneath me, almost as if she’s guiding me to it. Just before I hit it, I ease my way out and back in again.
She’s opening up more for me; it’s slippery when I stroke. Her soft moans grow louder the more I stroke her, making my skin sprinkle with goosebumps. I can feel her creaming all over my shaft and it turns me on even more.
“Get on top,” I say, after making her so wet she’s dripping down both of our legs. “I want you to ride me.”
She's happy to. Eager even. I lay back onto the floor and she climbs on top of me like a pro. I don’t even have to reach down and insert myself into her. She takes care of that by hovering over me until our bodies line up perfectly, then eases her way onto me.
“Oh my God,” she moans, placing both hands down on my chest. “You're so big.”
Slowly working her hips, she grinds on me until she’s comfortable enough to bounce up and down. The hard smacks of our skin making contact, sounds like someone is cheering us on from afar.
I reach up and grab handfuls of her breasts; gently groping them in a circular motion while she bounces on top of me. She loves that. I can tell by the way her head lulls every which way every time I squeeze.
