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It’s as strong as if Marcus had his cock duplicated and it’s fucking both my pussy and ass while his mouth is eating me out.
Impossible.
Still, I feel it.
“Oh my God.” I grab onto his shoulders for dear life. Water sloshes around me, my knees scraping on the pool’s mosaic floor. “Oh, my fucking God, what is that?”
Marcus doesn’t hesitate. “Cloud.”
This time, when I orgasm, I scream. The pleasure remains just as sweet, except I’m incredibly sensitive down there. Swollen as I’m riding the waves of my first orgasm.
His lips part ever so slightly.
“No, please.” One of my hands flies to his mouth, shutting him up.
He cocks an eyebrow. Keeps a firm grip on my hips.
Rips my hand from his mouth.
“Cloud.”
My climax tears my pussy in half. My ass. My fucking nipples orgasm as far as my brain is concerned. They’re pointed, taut, aching. Even my mouth comes. I don’t know how that happens, it just does. It just fucking does.
“Fuck,” I scream. “Stop, I can’t. I can’t.”
“Little doll, you should be thanking me instead of crying.”
When I cover his mouth again, Marcus makes work of gripping both my wrists. He fastens my hands to his chest, locking them there.
“Thank you?” My lungs burn with the need to breathe. My pussy is sore, as if Marcus pounded into it for a whole week straight. “You’re a fucking sadist.”
“I am.” His smirk scares me. “A caring one. I could’ve forced you to come again and again while you were in a trance. Can you imagine the emotional distress?”
“You wouldn’t have,” I gasp.
“You’re right.” He chuckles, and it’s dark. So dark that goosebumps prickle my skin. “I would never fuck with your mind like that. Which is why you should be thanking me.”
“For not being a total asshole?” I love his games. I love putting him in place too. “Never, you psy—”
His grip on my wrists is bruising. His free hand dives between my pussy lips. I feel his fingers rubbing and stroking my swollen clit. The pleasure and pain mix together, overwhelming me.
“You were saying?” The poison in his voice can’t mean anything good.
I should crawl to him on my hands and knees. Take his cock in my mouth. Find peace within this madness.
I should shut up.
I don’t.
To every sadist, there’s their masochist.
“I’ll never thank you for this,” I hiss, raising an eyebrow in defiance. “Cruel, motherfucking sadist.”
“Cloud.”
“No,” I whine as the heat of my orgasm pulsates through me. The sensations intensify when he rubs me the way he does. “No.”
“Yes.” Marcus shoves three fingers inside me, his thumb torturing my clit. “Cloud.”
