Pleasing

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JENNIFER POV

"Is that what you want right now?" He asks and I nod slowly. I could feel his lips gaze mine, "yes, please." I whimper. "Mm, how could I say no?" Marcel teases while applying pressure to my clit.

My breathing increases already feeling the small pleasure seep into me. "So wet..." Marcel teases. His fingers easily getting covered in my juices. My body buzzed and shivered at the feeling. He pulled my blue panties down. His hand runs down my body as long as him, himself. My hands shook. My stomach bubbles with nervousness.

I don't know why Marcel eating me out always made me nervous. I never liked my body but here Marcel was groping every part of me he could get his hands on. Devouring me. Pushing me to the edge. It was almost like a routine. His warm hand runs under my shirt pressing his thumb around my boob making my body tense.

"Marcel, s-stop." I hiss pushing his hand away. He loved how sensitive my body was. He adored it. He was obsessed with triggering all my sensitive spots. Especially my boobs.

His large open hand didnt hesitate to grope my boob again. My hips bucked forward while I dig my nail into his forearm.
Marcels tongue just running over my clit teasingly. Oh god. He was sucking every last drop of my juices. I was feeding him his ego... literally. Marcel knew how he made me feel. But he also knew no one else could ever make me have the same feelings he gives me.

My body tightened and shivered over and over and over again. Letting him know he easily made me have my 3 orgasm. So quickly. He makes it seems like it's easy.

My thighs were quivering but Marcels hand pressed it to his side. I was practically falling asleep. I whimper when i felt his lips pepper my neck. I could feel his tip against my opening. "Shit." He mumbles rubbing my clit with his thumb.

I already felt filled letting my hand fall to my abdomen. My toes curled at the harsh thrust he does. "Slower..." I whimper knowing people were in the house. His greedy hands slipped under my shirt making me let out a moan. "Mm... are you sure?" He asks knowing I didn't want him too.

"No..." I whimper when he went to a full stop. "They might- they might hear." My voice lowers to a whisper. A spark of something washes over marcels eyes. "Let them hear... I want to hear those sexy moans princess." His hands glide over my curves making me shiver. Holy crap.

Marcel lifted my hips to make me wrap my legs around him. One, one thrust causing him to hit my untouched g spot. I crumbled right into his arms. My body goes limp as it shakes. "Oh god!" I moan out feeling my body pulse with pleasure. Marcel has always given me the harshest orgasms ever. Each one he gives me causes my body to practically collapse.

"Will you ever forgive me for what I did last night baby girl?" He asks looking down at me. His hand resting next
to my face. The mysterious necklace dangling. His chest rising but I was lost with admiration I didn't answer. I've forgiven him when he wiped my tears.

"No." I croak from the lie. It just slipped out. Sex would never even help me forgive him. "I've forgiven you a while ago." I smile softly feeling his grip around my waist tighten. "Sneaky girl." He grumbles into my neck. He presses his hips to meet mine. My eyes flutter shut as the pleasure rushes through me after each thrust. His thumb pressed onto my clit. His tongue twirling around my harden nipple.

Holy hecking lord!

Marcel would take his sweet time with my body. I just wonder when he'll go into the full on dominant mode. He always shows it but not when we do something in bed. Especially when cuddling.