8. Faye #2
When he pulls back, his challenging smirk that always had me pushing my limits makes an appearance. “I think I’d rather show you the most important item on my list. We can get to the rest later.”
Without a word, he kisses down my body.
His heated breath feels amazing on my skin. His rough whiskers leave a tantalizing sensation and have me begging for more. While he fingers me with one hand, the other pulls the cups of my bra down. When my boobs spring free, he wastes no time trailing kisses from one nipple to the other.
I’m on sensation overload as three incredible things happen at once. One hand slowly slides in and out of my dripping-wet pussy, the other plumps my breast and rolls a thumb over a rock-hard peak, while his wicked mouth sucks my other nipple into his mouth and tugs lightly with his teeth.
An appreciative moan escapes. “Oh… My… Fucking… Mark! What are you doing to me?”
I feel the rumble of his laughter before hearing it. “Somebody still loves nipple play, I see.”
“Suck like that again… Fuck… It feels incredible.”
I’m so close to coming, it’s not even funny.
My core clenches around his fingers, and Mark must feel it because suddenly, his laughter fills the room again. “I’ve barely touched you, Faye. Need me to slow down?”
“Not on your fucking life,” I pant. “If you stop… I might… Die.”
“Well, we wouldn’t want that, now, would we?” He chortles huskily. Trailing kisses along my ribs, he quickly adds, “But… I might die if I don’t taste that sweet pussy of yours.”
That’s the only warning I get.
As his finger still strokes my inner walls, he shifts his body so his shoulders wedge between my thighs.
“I could get on board with that,” I muse, running my fingers into his hair to guide him where I need him most.
I should’ve known better.
Mark needs no direction in navigating my nether regions.
Using his thumbs to part my folds, he languidly licks me from my core to my clit, and I nearly rocket off the bed.
Pressing a palm on my abdomen to hold me in place, he taunts, “You like that, do you?” Without waiting for a response, he quickly repeats his movements.
I’ll assume that’s a rhetorical question, because my senses are so overloaded, I can barely think words, let alone form them.
Fisting my hands into his hair, my body bucks to meet him stroke for stroke.
Electric sparks start deep in my spine and splinter through every fiber of my being, making this the most explosive orgasm I’ve ever experienced in my life.
My body flashes with heat, my vision goes black, and all I can do is hold on and revel in wave after wave of ecstasy.
Holy fucking shit, what is Mark doing to me?
He’s relentless and doesn’t stop until my body stills, and my bones feel as if they’ve been replaced by jelly.
Lifeless, I lie on the bed, eyes closed, wondering if I’ll ever be able to move again.
I’m vaguely aware of him climbing up the bed beside me.
I feel Mark prop himself onto his side as his fingers stroke across my skin.
When the backside of his fingers slides along my jaw, he finally speaks, “You okay over there?”
“Shhh… Feels too good to move,” I hiss, not wanting to leave this state of consciousness.
My eyes might as well be superglued together, and my limbs are like bricks. If I die, this is truly the best way to go.
His sexy chuckle fills the room. “I think I can find a way to make you feel even better.”
Now, this has my attention.
Slowly, I force myself to face him and pry my eyes open.
“Really? You think you can top that?”
“Oh, Faye. You have no idea what I can do,” he says, bringing his mouth to mine.
The touch of our lips brings a spark of energy back to me.
Rolling to my side to face him, my hard nipples brush against his broad chest.
Needing him closer, I run my hand along his back and pull myself flush against him. When my fingers trail along his belt, I declare, “You have entirely too many clothes on, Lancaster.”
“Hmm… I think I can remedy that.”
Within seconds, he’s standing at the base of the bed, toeing off his shoes and unbuckling his belt.
Needing in on the action, I fly across the mattress on my knees to assist him.
My fingers make it just in time to help him push his cargo pants over his hips, leaving him standing only in black boxer briefs.
This man is a sight to be seen.
My eyes never leave his as I reach behind my back.
Unhooking my bra, I slowly remove it and drop it on the floor beside us in a challenge.
For the longest time, we wordlessly stare at one another as the energy crackles between us. All that we hear is our heavy breathing and the blood pulsing through my ears as my heart thunders.
Mark breaks the silence when he hooks his thumbs in his boxers, pushes them off his hips, then says, “You’re so fucking beautiful, sweetheart.”
My pulse skyrockets as I watch his thick cock spring to life.
Reaching down, he tugs it twice as if internally telling it to behave.
But I’ve got other ideas for that sexy cock of his.
Reaching to cup his balls, my eyes return to his, and I squeeze him gently. “It’s my turn to taste you.”
“Later, sweetheart. Like you, I’m already teetering on the edge, and there’s no chance in hell I’m coming anywhere other than in that sweet pussy of yours.”
With that, he leans in and crushes his lips to mine, and I’m lost in all things Mark.
I’m vaguely aware of being pushed back onto the bed and dragged up to the pillows. Every nip, suck, and grunt that comes from my body brings me further to life. I need this man more than I need my next breath.
When his body aligns with mine, he pants, “Condom?”
I know I’m safe, and there’s absolutely zero chance of pregnancy, but I’m not ready to get into that with him now. Mark’s the only one I’m dying to feel all of, but fuck, we’re not ready for that conversation. It would be a total buzzkill.
Instead, I say, “I’m clean and protected. If you think we need one, then use it.”
“You sure? Since my divorce, I’ve always used condoms. I was tested just before I left the Air Force, and I haven’t been with anyone since.”
“But that was…” I start, trying to do the math.
“Even longer than that,” he admits. “Other than when I was married, I’ve always used condoms, Faye. And you know how long ago I got divorced.”
“I’ve never gone without one,” I admit.
Mark’s eyes go round as saucers, “Never?”
“Never.”
Thankfully, my gut instinct was right about Corey. In this moment, it’s never been clearer that I never trusted him, even after all those years of being together. Even after all our time apart, I somehow trust Mark implicitly.
Mark’s lips purse, and I can tell he’s thinking about something.
Just as I’m about to call him on it, his face breaks out into the sexiest of smiles. “Can I have another of your firsts, then?”
Firsts? What’s he talking about?
Then it hits me, and I can’t help the grin that forms.
We were each other’s first everything.
“It wouldn’t be right with anyone but you, Mark.”
Pressing his lips to mine, I can hear the smile in his voice. “Glad to know we’re on the same page.”
Knowing I’m more than ready for him, I reach for his bobbing cock and squeeze him gently.
“Fuck, Faye. Stop teasing,” Mark demands. “Let me feel you.”
Not wanting to waste another minute, I drop my knees open further as I line him up with my entrance.
The moment he presses against me, I’m reminded of just how much our bodies have changed.
Gone is the boy who fumbled around, exploring every inch of my body as a teen.
In his place is a man who knows exactly what he’s doing.
There’s nothing timid in the way Mark’s kisses completely consume me.
As if he’s got all the time in the world, he slowly works his cock into my tight channel bit by bit, letting my body adjust as he goes.
Once he’s fully seated, he groans, “Fuck, you feel incredible.”
Needing to move, I beg, “Mmmm… More, Mark.”
Mark slowly pulls out almost to the tip, then thrusts back in.
It hits the perfect spot. “Oh… Fuck… Right there.”
Gripping his ass, I pull him close. “Faster, Mark. I need you.”
What starts as slow, languid thrusts turns into a fiery frenzy.
We’re nothing but tongues, teeth, and carnal need. The way his hips piston into me, I truly can’t get enough. I’m teetering on the edge of another orgasm in a matter of minutes.
Without warning, Mark flips us over and demands, “Ride me.”
Pressing my hands onto his chest for balance, I quickly find a rhythm.
Reaching for my breasts, he pulls and plays with my nipples.
“God, Faye… You’re phenomenal,” he pants as I grind my pelvic bone against his.
“Oh… Right there, Mark,” I plead when he pinches my nipple, and electricity zips through my spine. “That feels… so… good.”
My core clenches when Mark’s sexy voice fills the room. “Fuck… You’re even more responsive than I remember.”
“I blame you,” I admit, grinding on him. “You feel so fucking good.”
“I blame us,” he says as he thrusts from below me.
Even from the bottom, he’s taking control.
But I’ll never complain.
At this angle, his cock hits me in a place only he has ever reached.
When he cups my breast and rolls my nipple between his fingers, the earth shatters beneath me. Sparks of energy break from my core and pulse through every nerve ending of my body.
As I spasm around his cock, I feel Mark thrust into me faster.
Once, twice, three times.
On the fourth, he reaches for my hips and grinds me onto his cock, pressing deeper than before.
His loud groan fills the room, and through my tremors, I feel him release into me. Wrapping my arms around his body, I squeeze his pulsing cock as long as I can, never wanting this moment between us to end.
Eventually, our bodies relax into one another.
If I thought I was boneless before, I was sadly mistaken.
Listening to the steady beat of his heart as I lay my head against his chest, my limbs feel like lead weights, and the only thing I’m aware of is how perfect it feels to be in his arms.
Stroking my hair down my back, Mark eventually breaks the silence. “You still with me?”
“Barely,” I confess. “That was…” I trail off, fighting to find the words.
“Unlike anything I’ve experienced before.”
Thankfully, he takes the words right out of my mouth.
“That was definitely one of my best firsts,” I admit. “You always did know how to take things to the next level.”
“There’s no one else I’d rather share my firsts with than you.”