I throw my head back, a moan slipping past my lips as Mark pushes my panties aside, his long and sinful fingers running down my slit.
He’s leaning over me, his lips kissing the base of my neck as he pushes a finger into me. He doesn’t even have to move, the feel of him just touching me already has me ready to burst.
“Mark,” I whine as his thumb rubs circles around my clit. “I need you.”
He kisses his way up my neck, his lips barely skimming the shell of my ear. “You have me, love,” he says, pulling his fingers from me. I feel his hand move to his belt, hear the distinct sound of it jingling and his zipper coming undone.
A few seconds later, he’s pressing his hard length against my entrance, not moving. “What are you waiting for?” I pant.
“Look at me, baby,” he says, his voice low. ” Look at me and tell me how much you missed my big cock.” He whispers in my ear. “Tell me you want it.”
I turn my head, looking up at him. His dark hair is falling into his eyes, and there’s a devilish look in them, that tells me he knows exactly what he’s doing to me.
I reach back, my hand cupping the back of his neck and pulling his face down so I can kiss him. It’s a hard kiss, one filled with months of longing.
“I missed you, and your big cock,” I told him. “Now stop fucking around and fuck me.”
Mark growls, and the next thing I know, he’s pushing into me, the tip of his thick cock filling me. I cry out, my hips bucking against his. The feeling of my wet cunt taking in every inch of his cock feels heavenly. It’s like calling home. Mark has one of my legs lifted and draped around his waist and my back pressed to the wall. My other leg is down, offering me support as he sinks his girth deep inside my wanting wetness.
I gasp when his thick tip hits the entrance to my womb, the feeling so intense that my eyes are rolling into the back of my head. I let out a loud cry of pleasure when he begins fucking me, his pace rough and needy. I cling to his broad shoulders, my body shaking with desire.
“That’s it, baby,” he grunts, his face buried in my neck, his mouth placing hot, open mouth kisses on my skin. ” That’s how you grip a cock with your walls baby. That’s how you should take my cock as if your life depends on it. Fuck, you missed this didn’t you? You missed my big dick.” He grunts, his palm connecting with my bare ass cheeks making me jerk.
I can’t speak. I’m too wrapped up in the sensations running through me to answer him. Mark doesn’t seem to mind. He’s lost in his own world, his lips sucking hard on my skin as his dick slams into me, making me take every inch.
I can’t think. I can’t breathe. All I can do is feel, and oh boy, can I feel. My body is burning, a heat spreading from my core.
“I’m so close, mark.” I gasp, feeling my pussy tighten, my toes curling. “Fuck, baby. Oh my god!”
“I know,” he groans, his thrust becoming more forceful, more primal. I can’t help but notice something feels different from how mark is fucking me today. For the first time, I feel like he isn’t following that fucked up routine of his and actually is aiming at satisfying me.
My eyes roll to the back of my mind when he starts rocking his hips in a circular motion, his cock hitting the spot that sends me over the edge. I scream his name as I cum, my orgasm hitting me like a wave, drowning me in euphoria.
My heart is hammering against my rib cage and my legs feel like jelly. I try to stay standing but my knees give way. Mark wraps his arms around me, lifting me and taking us to the sofa.
” I’m not done with you little seductress.” He whispers groggily as he lays me down on the couch.
He leans over me, kissing his way down my body until his mouth reaches my mound. I moan, his mouth sucking on my clit, his tongue flicking out to lick at me.
My hands reach down, gripping his dark hair as he eats me. My hips rock against his face, the pleasure overwhelming.
” I’m going to drink every drop of your essence before fucking you again and filling your womb with my cum.” He whispers, his eyes meeting mine as he pushes two fingers inside me.
“Oh fuck,” I gasp, feeling another orgasm building.
Mark smiles against my skin, his tongue sliding along my clit before taking it between his teeth and gently biting down. I explode, screaming his name as my climax crashes into me.
Mark stands up, his hand working his shaft. He rubs it twice and I notice how rock hard it still is. The sight of it makes my insides squirm with want even after having two much needed orgasms.
“Get on your knees.” He instructs.
I bite my bottom lip, doing as I’m told. I get onto my knees, my hands bracing myself on the sofa. My ass is in the air and I can feel my wetness coating my thighs.
“Good girl.” Mark murmurs, his hand stroking the soft flesh of my ass.
” I missed you like this, Lila.” Mark groans, coating his hand with my wetness.
” Like how?” I press, a smile gracing my lips.
” Like this.” He says, smacking my ass, sending an electric current of pleasure up my spine.
I look over my shoulder, watching as he moves behind me. His hands cup my breasts, his fingers pinching my nipples, and his lips kissing the nape of my neck.
” I’ve missed your wet little cunt, the feel of you on my fingers and tongue.” He grunts, his hands trailing down the curves of my body.
” I’ve missed this sight of you. Spread and ready to take my cock like a little slut.” He says before slamming into me.
My back arches, his cock driving into me. I grab onto the edge of the sofa, holding on as he pounds into me.
His hand reaches around, his fingers finding my clit and rubbing it in slow circles. I moan, the dual sensation almost too much to bear.
” You like that baby?” He whispers, his hot breath fanning the shell of my ear. ” Do you like the feel of my thick cock inside your tight cunt? Does it feel good?”
” Yes,” I moan, feeling another orgasm building. Mark’s lips connect with my neck, sucking hard, surely leaving a hickey.
” Good, because I’m not done yet,” he growls, his hands gripping my waist and holding me still as his cock rams into me, his balls smacking against me.
My pussy walls clamp around him, a wave of pleasure flooding me. My body shakes, a silent scream leaving me as the pleasure takes over.
” Yes,” Mark hisses, his cock twitching inside me. ” I can feel your cunt milking me. Do you want my cum, Lila? Do you want me to fill your little cunt up?”
” Please,” I gasp, not sure what I’m even asking for.
” Then take it.” Mark groans, his teeth sinking into the flesh of my shoulder, his cock jerking, his seed coating my walls.
Mark collapses onto me, his weight heavy, but not suffocating. He turns us so we’re laying side by side on the couch, his softening cock still inside me.
I lean forward, placing a kiss on his shoulder. ” I guess it’s safe to say you missed me.”
He lets out a bark of laughter, his hand brushing my hair back. ” You have no idea,” he says, kissing me.
“I’m happy you came, Love. I was getting bored to death over here without you by my side.” Mark confesses as he cuddles me. My heart soars at the admission.
“I’ve missed you too. So much. More than I ever thought I could miss anyone.”
Mark pulls me into his arms, and we lay like that for a long while, neither of us speaking, just enjoying being together.
” You do realize your father might be waiting for us to join him for dinner, right!” I remind him and he groans.
” Is it okay to miss dinner and Just cuddle?” Mark asks with a pout. I giggle and peck his lips.
” It’s my first time here in your house, we can’t afford to miss it. I don’t think it will go well for us if your father gets mad at us for missing it.” I reply.
” You have a point. Okay. Let’s get up and get ready.” He sighs as he reluctantly detaches himself from me.
After a quick shower, we change our clothes before heading downstairs. The sweet smell of something cooking hits us, and my stomach rumbles.
“It seems we’re just in time,” Mark laughs, taking my hand and leading me into the dining area.
“I almost thought you guys ditched this Old man.” Mr Smith comments with a smile.