the plump firmness he knew was waiting there for him. Black lace trimmed the hem of the corset, drawing his eyes to her ass.
His breath quickened when she rolled over onto her stomach. Her legs were bent back so that her heels were close to her buttocks with her feet pointed to show off her manicured toes. The matching G-string left her butt cheeks all but bare. He could’ve fucked her right then and there without her even having said a word. Damn he loved her ass - big, smooth and firm. Her body was just incredible.
Marcus watched her nibbling her bottom lip and read the message her eyes transmitted to him: she was ready to fuck his brains out. He took a couple of more steps into the room then leaned back against the intricately carved dresser. He crossed his legs at the ankles and folded his arms as he waited.
Aleesha rose up on her hands and knees. Keeping eye contact with him the entire time, she slowly crawled to the foot of the large bed. If he wanted her to come to him, she had no problem doing so. She would walk on water if need be for this man, prepared to show him exactly how much he meant to her so that he never doubted it again.
As she stepped off of the bed, she took her time getting to him, enjoying the way his eyes burnt a trail up and down her body. Almost within arm’s length of him, she walked over and closed the door. It was all designed to let him feast on her ass to his heart’s content. When she heard him moan to himself, she secretly smiled because she knew what her man liked.
Turning around, she leaned back and watched him the same way he was watching her. Marcus slowly unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off his broad shoulders in a movement that was naturally sensual. Still watching her, he balled it up and tossed it across the room.
Aleesha softly exhaled the breath she’d been holding. So sexy.
“Come here,” he whispered to her.
A twinge of anticipation tingled between her legs. With every step she took, she felt sparks of intense desire shoot from her center and spread over her body – and he had yet to touch her. Finally, they stood inches apart from one another. Unable to resist him a moment more, Aleesha reached out and ran her hands over the hard muscles of his chest. Her fingers traced the black panther tattoo on his left pectoral muscle. Chinese symbols of prosperity were tattooed on one bulging bicep, while his late mother’s name had been tatted on the other. Leesha loved the way his skin felt beneath her hands - like whipped chocolate.
She pulled his head down to give him the kiss she had been anticipating since she’d gotten on the plane earlier this evening. They both moaned when their lips came in contact. It had been so long, and they were so hungry for even that small act. Marcus deepened the kiss as he hungrily ravished Aleesha’s mouth. His tongue swept in and out of the sensitive inner softness again and again.
Aleesha whimpered and quickly unsnapped and unzipped his pants. She tore her lips away from his and impatiently pushed his pants down after he’d kicked off his shoes. Aleesha dropped to her knees and eagerly took his dick in her mouth before proceeding to worship it with love and attention.
Marcus grabbed her hair in a death grip as he felt himself being swallowed into the hot, wet confines of her mouth. “Damn, baby. Yes.”
Aleesha used her hand to pump and squeeze his pipe while reaching down to give his balls their share of attention. Her tongue greedily curled out to lap up the pre-cum as fast as it appeared, whispering how good he tasted. She had almost forgotten how much she loved his flavor, especially the taste of his cum. She knew he was ready to explode so she slipped her lips back down his shaft, but Marcus pulled back.
A low hiss whooshed from his mouth when her lips sucked on the head before he pulled completely out. Disappointment sounded from Aleesha as she pouted. He brought her to her feet then tongued her
His breath quickened when she rolled over onto her stomach. Her legs were bent back so that her heels were close to her buttocks with her feet pointed to show off her manicured toes. The matching G-string left her butt cheeks all but bare. He could’ve fucked her right then and there without her even having said a word. Damn he loved her ass - big, smooth and firm. Her body was just incredible.
Marcus watched her nibbling her bottom lip and read the message her eyes transmitted to him: she was ready to fuck his brains out. He took a couple of more steps into the room then leaned back against the intricately carved dresser. He crossed his legs at the ankles and folded his arms as he waited.
Aleesha rose up on her hands and knees. Keeping eye contact with him the entire time, she slowly crawled to the foot of the large bed. If he wanted her to come to him, she had no problem doing so. She would walk on water if need be for this man, prepared to show him exactly how much he meant to her so that he never doubted it again.
As she stepped off of the bed, she took her time getting to him, enjoying the way his eyes burnt a trail up and down her body. Almost within arm’s length of him, she walked over and closed the door. It was all designed to let him feast on her ass to his heart’s content. When she heard him moan to himself, she secretly smiled because she knew what her man liked.
Turning around, she leaned back and watched him the same way he was watching her. Marcus slowly unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off his broad shoulders in a movement that was naturally sensual. Still watching her, he balled it up and tossed it across the room.
Aleesha softly exhaled the breath she’d been holding. So sexy.
“Come here,” he whispered to her.
A twinge of anticipation tingled between her legs. With every step she took, she felt sparks of intense desire shoot from her center and spread over her body – and he had yet to touch her. Finally, they stood inches apart from one another. Unable to resist him a moment more, Aleesha reached out and ran her hands over the hard muscles of his chest. Her fingers traced the black panther tattoo on his left pectoral muscle. Chinese symbols of prosperity were tattooed on one bulging bicep, while his late mother’s name had been tatted on the other. Leesha loved the way his skin felt beneath her hands - like whipped chocolate.
She pulled his head down to give him the kiss she had been anticipating since she’d gotten on the plane earlier this evening. They both moaned when their lips came in contact. It had been so long, and they were so hungry for even that small act. Marcus deepened the kiss as he hungrily ravished Aleesha’s mouth. His tongue swept in and out of the sensitive inner softness again and again.
Aleesha whimpered and quickly unsnapped and unzipped his pants. She tore her lips away from his and impatiently pushed his pants down after he’d kicked off his shoes. Aleesha dropped to her knees and eagerly took his dick in her mouth before proceeding to worship it with love and attention.
Marcus grabbed her hair in a death grip as he felt himself being swallowed into the hot, wet confines of her mouth. “Damn, baby. Yes.”
Aleesha used her hand to pump and squeeze his pipe while reaching down to give his balls their share of attention. Her tongue greedily curled out to lap up the pre-cum as fast as it appeared, whispering how good he tasted. She had almost forgotten how much she loved his flavor, especially the taste of his cum. She knew he was ready to explode so she slipped her lips back down his shaft, but Marcus pulled back.
A low hiss whooshed from his mouth when her lips sucked on the head before he pulled completely out. Disappointment sounded from Aleesha as she pouted. He brought her to her feet then tongued her
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