Page 95 of Fumble Into the End Zone
Standing in front of me, he bit down on his lip. “Have a seat,” he instructed.
I sat on the bed and observed him playing with the speed of the bullet.
“Mia, Mia, Mia,” he said, and I snickered.
Marcus enclosed the space between us, putting his dick in my face. I wanted to grab it, but I couldn’t move my hands. Hepulled my locs to tilt my head up. “I know you want to suck it, don’t you?”
I shook my head yes, but he mouthed no and motioned my body to the bed.
“Open your legs,” he requested.
I kept them closed. “Bad girls don’t ever do what they’re told,” I said.
He secured my legs and positioned them to his liking, up and open on the bed.
Marcus teased before he pleasured. With his finger, he touched my clit, and my eyes closed.
“Mia, why isn’t this pussy wet? It’s upsetting me,” he said.
Fuck, I loved when he talked to me. I could sense myself heating up the more his fingertips circled my clit. He pulled his finger away and licked my arousal.
“This isn’t enough, Mia,” he said.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, but he wouldn’t accept my apology.
At first, he motioned two fingers up and down my pussy walls until my back arched from the touch.
“I think my bad girl is coming out to play,” he whispered.
He pushed two fingers inside me and removed them. “Yep, she is here,” he said after he sucked my juices again.
Marcus smeared my wetness over me, over my pussy and thighs, and I continued to produce more.
He pushed the bullet inside me and watched as I squeezed the toy with my muscles.
“She swallows, too,” he said.
Marcus stood back and punched the button, the sensation immediately making me cry out in pleasure. The pulsating vibration pushed me into overdrive as he increased the speed by two notches. I lifted my back off the bed and tried closing my legs, but he reopened them.
“You trying to deny me my show?” he questioned and hit the highest setting.
My eyes watered as I neared my release, but he turned it off. Finding him, I squinted.
“No, ma’am, you didn’t think I was going to let you off that easy. Bad girls never take the easy road,” he said.
Marcus restarted from the lowest setting and gave an evil smile. We reached the highest setting again, and my eyes watered. Again, he dropped back to the lowest setting, and I groaned.
“Is my bad girl getting frustrated?” Marcus asked. “Let me help you,” he said.
Marcus pulled the bullet out of me and found it covered in my essences. He licked it a few times and my heart raced.
“Please fuck me,” I begged.
He tossed the toy on the bed and examined me. “Mia, it appears you wet the bed,” he said.
“I want you inside me,” I moaned.
Marcus stepped in between my legs but stopped. “Could you use your hands to push me inside? I’m finding myself weak at the moment?”
