breathing caught in the throat as she rode the waves until they subsided.
Marcus rose over her again, crushing his lips down on hers. She tasted herself. Sweet. Exotic. A naughty combination that sent her fingers down to grip his steel. His hard dick pushed against the softness of her belly. She came down from what was the best orgasm any man had given her without using his cock, and she craved more of him. And this time she wanted him inside. She pumped him slowly and stroked the head with her fingertips. Caught up in the moment, she wrapped her legs around him pushing her hips upward.
“Oh fuck,” he moaned against the curve of her neck. “Patience, baby…”
She almost protested, but then he lifted her with her thighs wrapped around him tight and walked them over to the side of the room where he’d dropped his pants.
He set her do wn on the wet bar then bent to retrieve a condom from his wallet. Holding his dick in one hand, he tore the wrapper open with his teeth.
Tanya licked her lips as she watched him glide the Magnum over himself. She wanted no interruptions, so she rid herself of her panties letting them slid down to her ankles and then kicking them on the floor between them. The grin he returned was priceless as he eyed her like she was some dessert to be consumed.
Marcus brought himself between her legs positioning his bulbous head at her opening. He slammed into her at the same time their lips meshed together. Her cry was muffled against his lips. She was filled with him, literally bursting at the seams. Her pussy had never felt so fulfilled in all her life. He thrust slowly and deeply until she had adjusted to his size. From there on out, he gave her no mercy and his drives became longer and deeper.
Her bare ass became slippery against the wet bar and her legs trembled at his side as a wave of ecstasy washed over her. “Oh, God. Marcus.”
“Yes.” He coaxed her downward, so that her back was now flat against the hard granite. He worked in and out of her until she was on the verge of yet another orgasm. His hot fingers connected with her clit, stroking her while she was exposed to him.
When Tanya looked up again, their gazes locked and she saw a man driven by desire. His forehead creased as he concentrated, holding the same intense tempo.
“Deeper,” she egged him on.
“Like this?” He pushed her thighs back toward her belly and drove deeper.
“Yes, just like that. Don’t stop.”
“No, if you can talk, that’s not deep enough,” he rasped.
She figured he must have had the stamina of a horse as he hoisted her up yet again, rushing toward the bed. He dropped her on it, flipped her over, and without missing a beat, entered her from behind.
This time she did scream as sharp pleasure ceased her. His fingers dug into her as he brought her back over and over again to drive into her. His name was on the tip of her tongue. Her orgasm rose against the up slope of the hill.
“Look at this sweet ass.” He slapped her behind, firm palm across her plump flesh. He struck her ass a second time, mumbling another soft endearment.
That took her over the edge, and her bottom convulsed into a powerful climax . “Marcus…” His name rolled off her tongue on a ragged breath. Flames enveloped her entire core, magnetizing all her senses.
“In answer to your question…” He pounded harder, pushing her down onto the mattress. “I make you scream my name with it.”
“Oh—” The aftermath of her orgasm tingled at her center. The sensations flowed like a never-ending whirlwind, and she never got a chance to tell him just how good it felt to her.
He drove into her with precision. Pulled out all th e way to the tip, and then dove back in. His testicles, hot and taut with tension, slapped against her, tipping her closer to the edge. When he stiffened above her, she thought he’d reached his climax, but instead he slowed his pace sending her back over the cliff.
Her knees finally gave out from