Discipline & Desire

Chapter 17*

I opened my eyes and looked around. I was still in Marlon's apartment. I looked down at my hands, which were covering my heat. My face screwed up at the mess that was left on my fingers from my activities in my sleep.

"I saw the whole thing." Marlon grinned as he laid next to me. He was shirtless, his brown wavy hair was messily around his head. The shower in the bathroom ran, I figured Walter was washing up. I rolled my eyes and began to sit up in order to wash my hands. Marlon's hand gently touched my shoulder, his eyes looked into mine as I slowly laid back down.

I still cautiously held my hands up, Marlon's full lips slowly rolled along my neck. Then, Marlon leaned over and looked at my fingers. "Look at what a mess you've made."

"You were horny in your sleep, Peach." His lips parted as he leaned even closer my fingers, his lips almost touching them. Then, he slowly licked one of them, causing a tingle between my legs. He sucked another as his eyes shut, slowly sliding up my finger until his lips were left brushing against the tip. He lifted my wrist and lowered his face, leaving a kiss on the inside of my palm. "I love your taste."

I exhaled as I moved my hips up almost unconsciously. Marlon placed his large hand on my hip, holding it down. "Do you want me to lick your pussy, Peach?" He slowly pushed my thigh away from the other. My legs opened for him as he sat beside me looking down at my soaking pussy. His finger reached down and stroked my core.

I lifted my hips to meet his finger that slid against me, then he brought it to his lips once again. "Come on, Marlon."

Marlon reached over diagonally, his backside toward the side of my head. His lips connected to my core. He slowly licked my clitoris, his face upside down as he leaned over my heat. His hands slid underneath my body and grabbed my ass, further lifting me toward his tongue.

Marlon lifted his head away from me, then his hands moved along my body. One cupped around my breast, massaging it tenderly. Marlon's lips wrapped around my nipple as he sucked it, releasing it after a few seconds. Without warning, I was suddenly flipped onto my stomach.

"Ass up, Peach." Marlon instructed. His hands lifted my hips up, now my backside was pointed up for him. I kept myself steady by resting on my elbows, the position was similar to the stretching cat pose we learned in class.

His thumb once again stroked down my core. "What should I do to you, Tori? Or do you prefer to be called Brigitte?"

"Marlon, we aren't alone." I reminded him. Walter hadn't known about my occupation. Marlon continued stroking his thumb up and down on my core.

"Do you want me to stick my fingers inside of you? Like you're my little slut?" Marlon asked, his thumb pushing into my entrance. I shut my eyes, pleased by the sensation. My backside pushed further toward him in a haste to feel more of him.

"Well, you seem to enjoy that." He observed. "How about if I suck your pussy like before. Do you prefer that?"

"Go ahead." I told him. He smacked his hand against my heat, leaving a sting.

"Yes or no answers only." He growled at me as he rubbed my sore core.

His face connected with my backside, he licked up my slit and to my entrance. Holding my ass with both hands, he licked up and down until I was soaking on his face.

"You like getting wet for me, Peach?" Marlon asked against my heat, licking it once again.

"Yes, Mr. Brando." I answered while reeling in the sensations he was giving me. He licked me more slowly now around my entrance.

"Are you ready for my cock?" He asked as he got on his knees behind me. I looked over my shoulder toward him, resulting in him taking a fistful of my hair and tugging it back slowly.