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“Mm… your thighs are so fucking sexy.”

Instead of keeping them bent as I circled my clit, Merc straightened them and began to place kisses up and down the right one. My back arched as he neared my inner thighs. His hand slid up my stomach, massaging and pinching each nipple. My breathing grew ragged as I slipped a finger into my pussy. Tugging my bottom lip into my mouth, I squirmed as his hand returned to my neck.

Merc swatted my hand away and positioned himself at my opening. The first time a man’s head was between my legs was my freshman year of college. Since then, no man had ever made me cum from his mouth. It was usually a quick act of foreplay they did until my pussy was wet enough for them to enter me.

That wasn’t the case with Merc.

He took his time as he feasted on my pussy. It actually caught me off guard how good it felt. When I tried to shift my body to lessen the feel of his tongue on my clit, he gripped my thighs and kept me in place.

One orgasm led to another, and he was still licking and sucking and kissing every inch of my pussy.

“Mercury,” I moaned, gripping his head as he slipped two fingers inside of my opening.

Maybe I wasn’t ready.

“Baby,” I pleaded, toes curling as my spine tingled.

“Hmm?”

The way he looked into my eyes… as if he wasn’t ripping my soul apart in the best way…

“Merc, I… I’m about to cum again.”

He kept his same pace, licking a spot under the hood of my clit that I didn’t even know would make me cum. Flattening his tongue, Merc touched every nerve ending in my clit, locking my body and pulling a third climax out of me like it was nothing.

“Mm… fuck!” My legs wrapped around him as I trembled. He didn’t seem to care about me smothering him. In fact, he gripped my thighs tighter and continued to lick and suck until I pushed him away. “Shit. I wasn’t ready.”

His laughter made me chuckle as I took in short, choppy breaths. Merc placed a kiss to my thigh before using it to pull me back to the center of the bed.

“It’s too late now. You got my shit hard as fuck, and you gon’ take every drop of my cum.”

“Mercury…”

Pressing at his chest, I wrapped my legs around his waist.

“You on birth control?” he checked. “I don’t have any condoms. Really wasn’t expecting you to be here.”

For some reason, the way he said that suggested I was the only woman he’d consider having sex with. I knew that wasn’t the case, but I also didn’t want to think about another woman experiencing what he’d just done to me. Getting out of my head, I confirmed that I was on birth control.

His lips returned to mine, and the fact that he was being so patient turned me on even more. He didn’t make me feel like I was a conquest he wanted to explore or a bucket for his cum. By the time he finally undressed and pressed his head to my opening, I was literally trembling in anticipation. There wasn’t a part of my body he hadn’t kissed, licked, or touched. The nibbles to my nipples and neck were my undoing, and I found myself begging him to come inside.

Inch by inch, Merc slowly stretched my pussy to fit his long, thick dick. That curve was phenomenal. It had my lips trembling from the first stroke.

I don’t know… a part of me thought he’d be fast and rough. But the way Merc took his time in my pussy made me fall in love with his dick. The eye contact, the kisses, the slow… long… strokes. I could barely breathe.

With a chuckle, Merc lowered himself to my lips and asked me, “You not gon’ breathe, baby?”

Quiet grunts and whimpers released from me as I lifted my arms and squeezed the pillow. I couldn’t breathe. It was too overwhelming. Not just the physical, but the mental and emotional connection too. I’d never had such a present lover. Merc kept me in my body, head, and heart… and I felt everything on a deeper level.

“You gon’ die ’bout this dick?” he teased, circling his hips.

When he pulled out, I muttered, “If I die, I die.”

His laughter didn’t stop his rhythm. My laughter did make him moan. Merc licked his lips before kissing mine.

“Breathe, baby. Don’t hold your breath and fight it. I want you to feel every inch of me.”

“I do.” I whimpered, but I pulled in a deep breath. The moment I did, my back arched, and body warmed. “Ahh… Mercury.”



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