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Fuck, I get hard all over again at the thought.
Releasing her, I kick off my pants and boxers. Undo the buttons of my shirt. I’m naked as I kneel before Leighton. She’s floating, even though I haven’t put her in a trance yet.
My forbidden fruit. The other half of me.
“You did so well.” My thumb gathers the cum that spilled out of her mouth. I push it back in.
She sucks, her tongue swirling on my finger while she inhales every drop. Her eyes never leave mine.
“Stop,” I order, and my cock twitches as her mouth pops open. She’s not manipulating me. She’s pleasing me. “Still think I’m sick? That you’re sick?”
“Very,” she breathes out. “But I can’t stop what I’m feeling.”
Her response doesn’t hurt anymore. I’m too riled up to be offended. I’ll fight everyone, her included, to prove that we belong together. Starting with eating out her sweet pussy.
“Arms up.” I hook my fingers on the bottom of my shirt she’s wearing, drawing it up her curves. “We’re not sick,” I repeat. “We’re not wrong.”
“We are.” Her voice is a needy sigh.
I wait for more denial that doesn’t come. Leighton’s throat, mind, and every thought are clogged by her lust. I use her desperation to my advantage, flattening her back on the floor and settling myself between her legs.
“This”—sliding my finger along her inner thigh, I groan at how wet she is—“doesn’t feel wrong.”
The glow of the lamp shines a soft light on my fingers when I pull out. She gulps at the sight of her arousal. At how her juices soak me to the last knuckle.
“Anyone’s ever made you drip like this?” I lower my mouth to her pussy, placing Leighton’s legs over my shoulders. “Need like this?”
When she’s quiet, I bite the seam connecting her thigh and her pussy, reveling in her pained scream.
“Answer me.” I bite the other side.
“No one.” Her cry earns her a swipe of my tongue on her swollen pussy.
Leighton’s clit tightens beneath my tongue. Her heels dig into my back.
“I just wish…” Her words dissolve the second I push two fingers into her.
“You wish for me, little doll. Only ever fucking me.”
I pump hard in and out of her. Add my mouth and kiss her pretty pussy to convince Leighton we’re so right.
I lick and suck her. Circle her clit with my tongue. Stretch her wider with a third finger in her cunt. Breathe on her heated skin. Do everything to make her feel good.
Her hands lift to my hair, her thighs pressing to my ears.
I don’t stop her. If that’s what she needs from me, I’ll let her choke me.
There are worse ways to go than with Leighton’s pussy in my face.
“Marcus!” she screams, her orgasm wreaking through her body. She shakes, pants, cries out my name.
I don’t let up, don’t stop adoring her until Leighton’s hands flail to the floor. Her legs give in. The muscles of her thighs shake this one final time, then relaxes against me.
Slowly, she opens her eyes, careful as she watches me.
My job means I read people. Study behaviors. Draw conclusions.
She’s expecting me to repeat what happened at the poolside. She’s dreading another set of extreme declarations that’d have her running for the hills.
