His mouth falls open when he sees me. He takes an impatient step in the room and dive his lips on mine. I'm barely able to catch my breath before he suffocates me with his passion. He takes my cheeks between his hands, a red rose squeezed between his skin and mine.

He steps forward in the room, making the door close itself as he makes his way to the bed as he never leaves his lips from mine.

I had missed that! I had missed him! Today and most certainly tonight!

I can't help little moans leaving my mouth and he loves that, always deepening the kiss the more I give myself to him.

"God, I have missed you!" He groans against my lips.

My body shivers from this nearly orgasmic kiss. His tongue sways lustfully into my mouth to prove me just how strongly he has missed me.

He rips his lips from mine to put both of his hands under my bum to lift me up. I understand his intentions and jump to make it easier for him. I wrap my legs around his waist tightly and lean to reconnect our kiss, but he smirks and looks at me instead.

"No underwear?" He frowns, but he has that very sexy and playful smirk on his lips. I shake my head slowly, can't help biting my lip. "You are so good to me."

With that devilishly dimpled and handsome smile, he throws me on the bed. He grabs my ankles with ease and pulls me to him. He kneels down and rests both of my knees on his shoulders.

Oh yes!

I moan before he even touches me. His hands slide on my thighs as he looks at me right in the eyes. He leans his head closer to where I desire him most, his hand travelling now on my hips to my waist. It lifts my shirt until his hands wrap around my round breasts. My nipple are hard and sensitive to his touch. He pinches both of my nipples as his mouth growls at the touch of my sex. He takes me as if he hadn't eaten in days.

"Fuck, Mace." I let out, arching my back to the feeling of his tongue caressing the lips of my sex and finally finding my clit.

I grab a handful of his chocolate curls. I can't fight my body from moving to this exquisite feeling. He wraps my clit with his lips and starts sucking. Womanizer what?

He takes back a hand from my breast and I quickly feel him thrusting two fingers. His reaction is immediate.

"Fuck Grace, you're so wet!" He lets out and it makes me think of the three clitoral orgasms I have had today.

"I've craved your cock all day." I pant and find his eyes to exchange the most erotic look.

He licks his lips and takes his fingers out of me. He kneels on the bed, straddling me, before leaning in and kissing me in a rush. His kiss is messy but tasty with pure passion. That's my favourite Marcel.

He parts from me and forces two fingers into my mouth and chokes me with his free hand.

"Suck." He commands, with the darkness that I love in his eyes.

I obey and suck his fingers as if I had done with his cock. I look at him lustfully and seductively. I run my tongue slowly around the tips, then suck down to his first knuckles. I flick my tongue tentatively and grab his hand with both of mine. I pull his fingers deeper until all the knuckles are in and his fingers are clean. I take them out and close his hand in a fist to kiss the back of it.

"You are so naughty..." He sighs out seemingly in pain with tortured pleasure. "...yet so delicate."

He smiles so softly that my heart gets filled with pure love.

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