Forbidden Love with the Marine(47)
“Jamie’s okay though?” Makayla asked with concern, gasping underneath her breath as he teased her hungry little tit.
“He’s fine,” Blade said, a flash of anger suddenly crossing his face. “I wish...”
“What?” she asked softly, not happy to see him in such a mood.
He shook his head quickly. “Never mind. Everything’s fine. I just hope it can stay that way for a long time. For one night at least so I can make sweet love to my sexy woman.”
“So I’m your woman, huh?” Makayla said, suddenly twisting and getting him on his back so she could straddle him.
“Yeah,” he said, letting her take his hands and guide them up her sides to her breasts. They spilled eagerly in his palms and he fondled them, his touch roughly passionate.
“And you’re my man?” she asked, reaching behind her to grasp his thick cock which was already stiff and throbbing. She stroked it as her hips undulated and she ground her sex over his washboard abs, stimulating herself with the motion. They both groaned.
“All yours, angel,” Blade replied, his face creasing in a grimace of pleasure as she lifted herself unto his straining cap, making it slick with the juices from her peeking folds. Keeping just the tip against her slit, she tightened her hold on the base of his cock and stroked herself with his broad crown.
“I hope so. Because...” Because I don’t like to share, Makayla almost said but wasn’t sure how that would sound. It was in no way a reference to Jessica and certainly not Jamie. She loved her man and didn’t want another woman out there tugging him this way and that when it suited her. To change tack, she bent low and caught his lips in a moist, fiery kiss, delighted when he groaned deep in his throat with pleasure.
Blade bucked his hips between her parted thighs, edging in past her * folds and making her gasp. Not yet ready to let him take charge, she contracted her strong * muscles and just managed to keep his thick crown from going further.
Blade let out a deep, feral groan.
“That’s a neat party trick,” he noted hoarsely, his fingers twisting her nipples hard and making them bead into rock-hard currants.
“I’m glad you approve,” purred Makayla, senses swimming from the pleasure of his fierce touch.
“I don’t think there’s anything about you of which I don’t approve,” Blade told her with his eyes blazing over her naked, writhing body. “Ever since that first night you stripped off in the living room and invited me into your bed...I’ve been enraptured by you, my sexy angel.”
Thinking this earned him a bit of a reward, Makayla bit on her bottom lip sensually and slid a few more inches down on his cock, enveloping his half of thickness inside her slippery-soft cove. Blade tossed his head back and groaned ‘yes’.
Makayla smiled, and then gasped as his organ pulsated strongly within her. Oh heavens, that felt good. He filled her up so well, so easily. And he wasn’t even all the way in yet. Each time he stroked into her sheathed velvet, it felt like it was a brand new experience.
“And ever since I found you sleeping in my bed, I started to have a thing for my hunky unexpected guest,” Makayla confessed in turn, her hands roaming all over his broad, smooth chest, her fingernails raking on his nipples.
“I liked sleeping in your bed,” Blade said agreeably, sliding his errant hands from her tits to scoop her ass. He squeezed the firm rounded globes tight, his touch urging her to take him deeper.
“Hopefully, sleeping isn’t all you liked to do...,” Makayla joked and then stiffened, gasping in sensuous surprise when she felt his wicked fingers rim close to her tiny secret hole right in the crack of her bottom. It was a tingling caress that felt sweetly carnal and unexpected, and she found she liked the sensation. She met his steamy look and knew she couldn’t tease them both any longer.
Bracing her hands against his rock-hard abs, Makayla sank down on his turgid staff with excruciating slowness. It made her start panting through wide open lips as he felt like he was splitting her in two from below. She stared into his face and saw her fevered agony mirrored there in equal measure. He gripped harder on her ass and shoved her more strongly down till she felt the slamming together of their bodies. Fused as one, Makayla started to grind over him, seeking the perfect angle for his cock to pierce her like never before.
His hips rose to meet hers as they picked up a restless rhythm. She knew he loved the way she bounced on him, using her waist, hips and thighs to send him exactly where he wanted to go, and that was deep. Deep enough to make her let out a high-pitched cry each time he slammed some hidden, magical spot within her molten depths.
“You intoxicate me,” Blade said, turning her on even more just by looking deep into her eyes the way that made her heart – and * – sing. He had the most mesmerizing, hypnotically beautiful eyes. Like a tempest-tossed sea at midnight. His handsome face was an image of enticement and Makayla couldn’t think of making love to anyone else ever again. Unless they could clone themselves into exact replicas of her gorgeous lover, then she wasn’t biting.
“And you make everything switch on inside me,” Makayla said breathlessly, moving with faster and tighter dips and rolls of her hips.
“Makayla...f*ck,” Blade groaned, raising himself off the pillows and seizing her lips roughly, groaning with each thrust of his tongue against hers. Using his powerful arms, he maneuvered into a sitting position as they remained face-to-face, tongues never unlacing, cock still wedged to *. He brought her legs to lock around his waist and now Makayla knew she had to keep up the pace and take control over how fast or slow she brought them to the peak.