fingers into his hair.
His mouth found the pulse in her neck and he couldn’t help himself. He pressed his tongue to the pounding vein, tasting her skin, and sunk his teeth into the tender flesh. Ameera let out a low moan of pleasure, heat sweeping through her entire body and pooling at the apex of her thighs.
“You wear too many clothes,” he complained, continuing his trail of kisses down her collarbone.
“Empowered, Ameera replied, “Remove them, then.” He needed no further instruction than that. Rising to his knees, he unlaced her boots and carefully removed her socks, not wanting to tickle her. He kissed the inside arch of her foot as his hands gently slid her jeans and panties away from her hips. When they were completely off, he tossed them to the side, not caring where they landed. Lastly, he peeled away her shirt, revealing her ample breasts in a white satin pushup bra.
“You are so beautiful,” he murmured, pulling her up so that he could reach the clasp behind her back. When she was completely naked, he drank her in, taking all of her soft curves and gentle dips. There was no doubt in his mind that she was made for him.
Her nails bit tiny crescent moons into his forearms, urging him to kiss her again. He obeyed, but only for a short time. Soon his curiosity got the best of him and he dipped his head to taste her breasts. Her small, dark nipples twisted into tiny peaks as he drew them one by into his mouth, taking long, slow pulls.
Not able to take much more, she reached her hand down between his legs to start massaging his hard, throbbing shaft. He groaned in approval, using his teeth to gently nibble the tender flesh that was her areola. Ameera’s hand was becoming more incessant, stroking him harder and faster until he had to reach down and stop her.
“Easy, Luv. If you keep doing that I’ll spill.”
She smiled up at him deviously. “I wouldn’t mind.”
Her wickedness played with his heart. She really wouldn’t mind making him come early if it meant bringing him that pleasure. But he had so many things he wanted to do to her first. Taking her wrists, he pinned them above her head.
“Stay still,” he instructed, giving her a quick kiss on the lips. Before she could ask what for, his head ducked between her legs. He threw her legs onto his shoulders and held her in place as he dipped his tongue into her the first time. Ameera moaned loudly, arching her back in ecstasy. At his first taste he lapped wildly, taking in as much of her sweet honey as possible. He became frenzied, wanting more from her. It took him several minutes before he could calm himself enough to slow down and find a rhythm for her enjoyment.
When he did, Ameera let him know it. Her soft moans had turned into loud, keening cries; his tongue delved rhythmically into her most tasty places. Her hips bucked in time with his tongue, guiding him to where she wanted him to go. It didn’t take long.
Ameera’s breath became short and quick as he thighs began to tremble.
“Marcus, I’m-“ she breathed as she felt her orgasm come rushing through her. Her hot come splashed over her inner thighs and into his waiting mouth. Marcus moaned in delight as his tongue dove to catch it all.
She was still breathless when he brought his head up to kiss her. He nestled himself between her legs. Looking into her eyes, he waited, poised silently for her approval.
“Please,” she begged, pulling his head down to hers for another deep kiss. Her legs wrapped around his waist and she pulled his hips forward until his tip rested at her open