Chapter 22

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Marc Nassar

Am I dreaming? Is this real life?

A fully naked Celeste is on the floor in front of my bed, panting hard. Her breasts are moving up and down with each breath and the view of the undersides of her boobs is highly erotic, making my dick twitch like it's going to rise from the dead any second now. Her legs are still wide open in front of me. I can see her glistening pink folds, soaked from what we just did. My body aches with the need to explore.

I'm already addicted.

Maybe she has another orgasm in her and I'm not too late? My wild heartbeat punches against my ribcage, telling me it's possible and yanking me out of my stupor. I spring to action and swing her legs to the side before getting down on the ground. I'm desperate for a taste and desperate to be the one to drive her mad with pleasure.

She gasps as soon as my mouth reaches her clit. Oh my God, she tastes incredible—slightly sweet with a deliciously bitter aftertaste. I curl my tongue into her smooth folds and reach up to grab her breasts. They mold like soft putty in my hands and the buzz I'm feeling post-orgasm amplifies. Her back arches as she shifts her hips to press herself against my tongue.

"Mmmm. Fuck, yes," she lets out. "Marc, th-that feels amazing." She runs her fingers through my hair, grabs on, and then pulls hard. Pulsing energy from my head shoots down south. Her foot hits my dick and she plays with it, causing me to grunt against her. "Woah, a-are you hard again already?" she rasps out. "Flip around. I want your cock in my mouth again, but I want you to continue eating my cunt."

This woman is unlike any woman I've ever been with. I've never been with someone so bold and uninhibited in the bedroom before. It's so incredibly sexy I have no other choice but to flip my body. "I like it when you tell me what you want," I say before I bring my mouth back down to her center.

She lets out a hum as my dick slides into her mouth. The sensation is like a thousand watt voltage lighting up every nerve ending in my body. We're both moaning against each other. I'm continuing to lap up the essence flowing out of her, while Celeste continues to suck on my cock rapidly. Her tongue plays with the head and the feeling sends me to another realm of pleasure. I drive deeper into her. For a moment, she sounds like she's choking. I try pulling back, but she grabs my ass, her nails digging in, and presses me down further into her mouth.

Fuck, this woman knows exactly what she's doing. 

Her back arches again and her breaths through her nostrils become more rapid. Then she comes, her screams stifled by my cock in her mouth. Clamping down on my ass even more, she rides out her second orgasm of the night and my mind tucks away every sound and semblance of a sound into my memory bank. Her jaw slacks a little, but I continue to pump into her mouth for a moment, before pulling out.

My own release is nearing quickly. It's barely two milliseconds later when the tidal wave of pleasure overtakes my body and I start coming over her breasts, watching with wide-eyed reverence as if it's the closing scene in an Oscar winning film. The thick liquid travels down the top slopes of her breasts to her neck, creating a beautiful pearl necklace that the protagonist of the movie wears with pride. Fuck it's incredible.

I collapse beside her, unable to hold myself up anymore. My whole body is spent from euphoria. We're both breathing hard as we tilt our heads toward each other. The corners of her mouth quirk up while a smile starts pulling at my lips. Soon, we both are smiling at each other, and then I laugh in disbelief. "This is crazy, Celeste."

"Crazy tends to find me," she says in a raspier voice, like the last however many minutes have taken an even greater toll on her vocal cords.

"I believe that." I slowly flip over on the ground so I'm facing her directly, and instantly melt back into the carpet when I lay next to her. She's positively glowing so brightly my eyes begin to sting, but I keep my gaze fixed on her. I lean over to pull a matted strand of hair away from her forehead and then crash back down. "I can't believe we just did that though. I haven't even kissed you yet."

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