Chapter 34 The Sweetest Homecoming #2
“Patience, Kitten. I promised to show you how I like my cock to be sucked. I’m a man of my word.
I never break a promise,” I tell her, staring into her eyes flickering with heat kindled with distance and pining.
“But first, it’s time for a snack.” I lightly trail my fingertips down her face, along her jaw, down her neck, across her collarbone, and around each of her pretty, dusty-pink buds.
She shudders, and when I lean down and take one nipple into my mouth and suck, she closes her eyes and tips her head back, getting lost in the sensation of my tongue swirling and sucking in an alternate rhythm that seems to drive her wild.
I move to her other breast and do the same.
I want her so needy and desperate that all she can think about is chasing her own pleasure.
I move to bring both hands to the waistband of her pantyhose and curl my fingers over the edge, dipping them inside and stroking the soft skin above her drenched pussy, the wetness seeping through the thin barrier of her tights.
With my fingers still holding onto the waistband, I drop to my knees. “Time for my dessert, Kitten.”
I run my nose along the seam of the tights, snug against her slit, slick with her sweetness, and inhale deeply.
The tang of her arousal mixed with the spicy smokiness of her perfume sends my senses into overdrive.
I feverishly follow the same path with my tongue, flattening it over the gauzy fabric and working it over her slit back to front, using my tongue to push the seam against her clit. She trembles in anticipation.
“More, Marco. Please,” she whimpers.
“So pretty when you beg, Kitten,” I tell her, looking up into her eyes, wild and full of desire. “But don’t forget who’s running this show.” Even in her state of wild abandon, she’s quick to quip breathlessly, “Don’t forget that without me, there is no show. Maybe I quit.”
I chuckle against her pussy, dotting small kisses to the center and working my way up along her hip bones.
Using my one finger, I pull the waistband of her tights away from her skin and lean in, making a show of inhaling deeply again, before letting it snap back.
“Oh yeah? All I smell is a liar,” I drawl, before commanding, “Now turn around. Hands on the wall and spread for me.”
She obeys, and I cup her full, toned ass cheeks, kneading and pulling them further apart to reveal the forbidden kingdom that I hope she’ll grant me the keys to one day.
We’ve got time. Without warning, I lean closer and latch my mouth right over the embroidery on her ass, sucking hard before biting down.
Marking her mine. She gasps loudly, her body acting of its own volition.
Arching her ass further back into my face.
Moaning wantonly. That’s all it takes for me to snap.
I make quick work of removing the barrier, ripping her stockings right down the seam, watching the shreds of fabric flutter to the floor.
She looks over her shoulder, and I give her a devilish smirk, holding her eye contact as I dive right in, lapping at her pussy with a flat tongue and strong strokes.
She closes her eyes, losing herself, loosening control.
Her body moves in sync with my tongue as I lick her front to back.
Banding one arm around the front of her hips to control her writhing, I pull her lower half towards my mouth and plunge my tongue into her tight pussy, in and out until she’s rocking on my face chanting, “Yes, yes, yes.” I can tell she’s close to falling over the edge, so I pull back.
“Fuck, Marco. Please don’t stop,” she pleads, turning to look at me over her shoulder.
“This is a tenth of the patience and restraint I’ve had to show, baby,” I tease.
Then I continue my slow torture, alternating between swirling and sucking her clit, working her right back up to the precipice.
“Eyes on me, baby,” I command, locking mine on hers.
Lick. “I need you to understand a few things.” Lick.
“One. I’m a greedy man, and I don’t like missing meals.
So I’m going to take my time making up for all the meals I was forced to skip.
” Suck. “Savoring you.” Suck. “Make sure you fully understand that the only man who will ever be on his knees for you, IS ME.” My words spin her higher, her clit pulsating and fluttering wildly against my tongue.
“You ready, baby? Give me everything.” With that, I strum her clit with quick, firm movements using my pointer and middle finger before replacing it with my mouth.
I suck on her clit hard, while simultaneously plunging two fingers into her tight hole.
Sucking and finger-fucking her until she comes with a breathy groan and my name falling from her lips.
It’s the sweetest fucking sound. I stand and wrap her up from behind, kissing her neck as she falls back onto my chest and lets me take all her weight.
She wraps her arm around my neck and turns to face me.
I dip my head and kiss her deeply, letting her taste herself on my tongue.
She moans her approval into my mouth, the heat of her skin against mine spiking my temperature even further.
I thread my hands through her hair, gently tugging as I give her one last slow, deep kiss.
I allow her a moment to nuzzle into my neck.
Then I press her into the wall so she can feel the full force of what she’s doing to me.
I look down at her, cataloguing every detail about her and this moment.
She’s fucking ravishing. Her sated gaze, her eyes bright, her pupils blown wide from pleasure, her cheeks blooming with the color of sexual satisfaction.
“Marco Marrone, pussy-eater extraordinaire,” she jokes. “I don’t even want to know how you got so good at that.”
“Looks like if you dream about something enough, it can become your reality. But enough talking, Sophia,” I chide.
“It’s time for you to get on your knees for me like a good girl.
” I step away to put some distance between us and shuck off my pants and briefs in one go.
Her breath hitches, and she reaches for me.
As much as I crave her touch, it’s not how I want to feel her branding my cock for the first time.
I grab her wrist before she can make contact.
“Nuh-uh. On your knees, Kitten. Now you’re going to learn how to suck my cock.
” Without any hesitation, she drops to the floor, completely naked save for her black heels, with strips of shredded gauze splayed around her ankles.
My very own fallen angel, her eyes blazing with determination and desire.
“I’m yours. Show me what you like. I’m desperate for a taste of you.”