Powerplay

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Authors: Cher Carson
good.”
    He suckled her nipples while he continued to fuck her with his fingers.
    She grabbed the headboard as she rotated her hips into the mattress. “Oh God, oh, you’re gonna make me come, Mark.”   
    He loved that it was his name on her lips when he sent her over the edge. He eased down, kissing her stomach.
    “What’re you doing?” she gasped.
    “Baby, I’m a man of my word. I told you I was going to taste you…”
    She grabbed his head, pulling gently on his hair. “No, not yet, it’s too soon.”
    He laughed. “Just relax, baby.” He settled his shoulders between her knees and peeled her pussy lips apart. She was still swollen and wet, making his mouth water. He blew on her gently.
    “Please,” she whispered, tossing her head from side to side. She fisted the sheets in her hands, whimpering. “I need to feel your mouth on me.”
    He loved how responsive she was, always ready to give and take pleasure. He touched his tongue to her clit gently, waiting for her to set the pace.
    Within seconds, she was grinding her hips, encouraging him to take more. He lapped up her sweet juice, sliding his tongue in and out of her tight channel as he swept his tongue over her swollen clit. He couldn’t get enough of her. The more he had, the hungrier he got. The more she screamed, the harder he fucked her with his mouth.
    “Mark, I’m right there…”
    He nibbled her clit gently as he scraped it with his tongue until he felt her legs trembling and her pussy throbbing against his mouth. Still, he couldn’t stop. Fuck, he couldn’t get enough of her.
    “Stop,” she cried. “Jesus, Mark, you need to stop before I pass out.”
    He tried to pull his mouth away, but the taste of her on his lips wouldn’t let go until finally she grabbed his hair, pulling it, forcing his head away from her sweet spot.
    “Jesus,” she said, panting. “No other guy does that the way you do.”
    Okay, he did not want to hear that right now. He got up, needing to take a breather.
    “Hey, where the hell are you going?” She sat up, resting her weight on her elbows as she pushed her hair out of her eyes. “Get back here.”
    He grabbed a black robe off the hook on the back of his closet door. “Just give me a minute.”
    “Did I do something wrong? Did I say something to…?” She groaned, covering her face with her hands. “God, I’m sorry. I guess a guy doesn’t want to hear about other guys when he’s going down on a girl, does he?”
    He grimaced. “Uh no, not really.” Just the thought of another guy tasting her sweet pussy made him soft.
    “I’m sorry, hon. Forget I said anything.” She patted the bed beside her, letting her legs fall open. “Come back to bed, please?”

 
    CHAPTER FOUR
     
     
    He climbed on top of her, supporting his weight on his arms.
    “I need you,” she whispered. The thought she might need him for reasons that went beyond sexual gratification scared the hell out of her.
    He leaned down, bracing his forearms on either side of her head as he kissed her. “I need you too, Jen. You have no idea how much.”
    She wanted to believe he was talking about sex, but she knew from the look in his eyes, it was more than that. She had been naïve to think one more night with Mark would be enough to satisfy her for the rest of her life. When they’d been dating, she’d forced herself to walk away because she knew he would never be able to give her what she needed.
    She had changed a lot in the past two years, but she hadn’t expected him to be a different person too. Had she known, she never would have put herself in the impossible position of having to walk away after one night.
    He nuzzled her neck, kissing her ear, her cheek. “You make me crazy, baby.”
    She didn’t want slow and sweet tonight; that was too risky. Hard and fast was the only way she was going to be able to shield her heart. “I need to feel you inside of me, now.”
    He looked down at her, brushing her hair off her face.

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