Chapter 3

He did not answer with words. He just growled into my pussy and sucked my clit even harder, fingers pumping faster. The pressure built and built until it snapped.

My orgasm hit me like a freight train.

My cunt clenched around his fingers in strong pulses and I squirted a little, soaking his chin and the paper beneath me.

I screamed his name, my thighs shaking violently in the stirrups as the pleasure tore through me.

Marcus kept licking me through it, slower now, drinking every drop.

When the shaking finally eased a little he lifted his head. His mouth and chin were shiny with my juices. His...