Up All Night by Faye Avalon

breath, knowing he
was about to divest her of her final scrap of clothing, but her breath caught
when he lowered his head and pressed his mouth to her mound. She looked down at
the way his dark hair brushed his shoulders, and she pressed her hands to his
head.
    He moved his hands from the sides of
her panties and traced them along the bottom edges of the material until he
touched the thin panel covering her pussy. He pushed a finger beneath the
panel, brushing lightly against her pubic hair.
    When he looked up at her, his eyes
were deeply hooded and incredibly sexy. “Something else I wondered about.”
    “What?”
    Still looking at her, he eased his
finger between her pussy lips, making her gasp. “Wondered whether you’d be
bare.”
    “Is that what you prefer?”
    He gave a barely visible shake of
his head. “I prefer whatever you’ve got for me.” Adding another finger, he
teased both along her slit.
    When he pushed both fingers inside
her, Beth jerked a little even as she closed her eyes.
    “Did I hurt you?”
    “No.” She looked back down at him.
“I wasn’t expecting it, that’s all.”
    He worked his fingers slowly inside
her, using his free hand to anchor her by holding her ass. “You’d better get
used to it. I plan to keep on giving you what you’re not expecting.” He eased
aside the scrap of material covering her pussy.
    She looked down, as he did, and the
sight of his skilled fingers pushing inside her made her knees weaken and her
pulse race. Before she could grab a steadying breath, he pressed his mouth to
her heat. She must have made a sound because the hand on her ass dug in,
holding her tighter in place. Between his hand on her backside and his mouth on
her pussy, she had nowhere to go, even if she’d wanted it. Which she didn’t.
    “Marco…”
    His response was to push the tip of
his tongue against her clit. The room spun and Beth dug her fingers into his
hair. She wanted to push him away because the feeling was too much, but she
wanted to keep him close, for him not to stop. Never to stop.
    His tongue pushed harder against her
clit, the tip brushing in tiny circles around the sensitive nub before
retreating a little as her pussy throbbed. He kept up the same push and retreat
action until she thought she might pass out.
    She threw her head back and let him
spin her into some crazy world where nothing seemed solid, nothing seemed real,
only him and his skilful tongue.
    She heard him groan as he withdrew
his mouth. He wrapped his fingers around her panties and tugged them down.
    “Step out,” he commanded as he stood
up against her. When she did, he kissed her, letting her taste herself on his
lips. He wrapped his arms around her hips, tugging her naked pussy tight
against his hard cock. “Shit, Beth. I need to fuck you. Now.”
    His words thrilled her. She’d only
ever slept with James and he had never used the terms Marco did. She could
never remember James telling her he needed to fuck her. They’d simply got on
with it. But Marco’s bold statement only intensified her own needs and made her
feel amazing and desired.
    She swallowed as he hoisted her up,
and wrapped her legs around his waist. She toed off her shoes as he moved to
the stairs. Vaguely, she thought it was the most erotic moment of her entire
life as her naked pussy ground against the hard erection still encased by his
trousers. His mouth hot and demanding on hers, he took the stairs two at a
time.
    On her tiny landing he pushed through
the first of two doors, which led to the bathroom. “Not the room I’m wanting
right now,” he grated as he did an about-turn and opened the second door.
“We’ll save that for later, when we shower together.”
    Her skin, already on fire, fired up
like a volcano at the thought of taking a shower with Marco. Naked. Hot.
Amazing. Sexy.
    Moving to her bed, he lowered them
both down. As she lay there, too far gone to worry about her nakedness, Marco
stood and watched her with hot