God, I loved this woman. This beautiful woman.
When she began moving more rapidly, I thrust two fingers into her tight cunt and massaged her G-spot. She came at once with an explosion, and without warning, I eased one finger into her tight little asshole.
She squealed onto my cock, driving me to the brink. I released, shooting into her warm sweet mouth as I fucked both her holes with my fingers.
Her pussy pulsated around my fingers, and I continued fucking her furiously, both holes in tandem, as she released again and again.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Marjorie
Muddled.
My mind was muddled. Lusty incoherent thoughts blended together in psychedelic visions of color and movement.
This climax rolled through me like crashing waves against sandy shores.
Penetration.
Such pure and lovely penetration.
Not just in my pussy, but in…
Waves and waves and waves…
Pure joy. Pure rapture. Pure euphoria.
Bryce’s voice, so soothing and hot and sexy all at the same time. His words? Didn’t matter what he said. Just the sound waves of his sexy rumble rang in my ears, taking me further…further…
I ground against his lips, his chin, his sandy stubble scraping me and making me hotter.
My whole world was my pussy, my whole world was this moment.
And I wanted it to last…last…last…
Baby. Honey. Come for me. That’s it. Yes. Enjoy it, sweetheart. You’re so hot. So beautiful.
I love you so much.
All the words. All the words from his throat in his deep husky timbre.
All…the…words…
I soared even higher, his tongue vibrating against my clit, his fingers plunging in and out of me, stroking me, giving me more and more pleasure with each silky thrust.
Heaven. Pure, raw heaven.
I continued grinding, determined to take it all…
Until the pleasure grew so intense, so lusty, so perfect…
One perfect implosion, bringing every cell of my body together in humming joy.
One.
Perfect.
Implosion.