grabbed
my bum with both hands and darted his tongue into my pussy lips.
Then out, then
in... He brought his mouth against my clit and moaned, the vibration of his
voice sending waves of pleasure from the pit of my stomach, all the way to my
toes.
It was agony. Sweet
agony. Now I know where the saying came from. Really. I didn't know what to do
or how to respond because I knew if I responded the way my body wanted to
respond I'd scream like a crazy woman.
Then he slid his
tongue down my slick pussy lips all the way to bottom and back again.
"Ohmygod!"
I cried, arching toward him.
He swirled his
tongue around the hard button of my clit, then down past the entrance to my
womb and back up to my clit.
I'm not sure if I
screamed out loud. I surely must have, because he moaned even harder and licked
and kissed my pussy so expertly that I thought I would pass out from lack of
oxygen or explode from the onslaught of sensations.
A moment later I
did.
"Mac! Oh,
Mac!" I cried until I thought I would go hoarse. Wave after wave of
ecstasy coursed through my body. I was fulfilled, yet my body still arched
toward him. As trite as the saying sounded to me before today, Mac was a magnet
and I was steel.
Every nerve ending
in my body was alive and sparking. Mac had awoken me in a way I didn't even
know was possible.
Then I felt a brief
moment of sadness. Would I ever feel this measure of pleasure again? Had Mac
ruined me? Would the rest of my life be spent comparing and knowing I'd never
feel this way again?
"Are you
regretting this?" Mac asked softly.
"Of course
not," I told him a little breathlessly. "I was just thinking how sad
it was that it took me so long to finally--" I stopped, embarrassed. As
color rushed into my cheeks, he kissed me lightly on the cheek.
Though I was exhausted,
I suddenly wanted to touch him and give him the same pleasure he'd given me. I
saw the quick thrum of heartbeat in his throat and the warmth in his eyes. His
whole purpose was to give me pleasure.
Mine would be to
give him pleasure. He'd awakened me in ways I never dreamed of. If possible, I
wanted to reciprocate.
I sat up and kissed
the place where his heart was beating so quickly, then I took his hands in mine
and indicated that I wanted him to sit on the chaise.
He obliged with a
wicked grin, his erection straight out in front of him. At least he was making
it easy for me, I thought.
I pushed him back
on the chaise, brought my hands to his shoulders and ran them lightly down his
arms as I knelt in front of him.
Kissing his chin, I
moved lower to kiss a trail down his neck to his chest. He played with my hair
and breasts as I rubbed his chest and nipples. Then I slowly moved my lips down
his chest to his muscled stomach.
"Ye're driving
me mad," Mac growled.
I grabbed his shaft
in my hand while I continued to kiss the taught skin of his abdomen, my other
hand running over his muscular, hair-covered thigh. Then I focused all my
attention in front of me, massaging the dewy head of his shaft with my thumb,
while caressing his balls in the cup of my hand.
He let out a shaky
breath and I smiled.
"I want you in
my mouth," I said.
"Ye're
torturin' me, Penny!"
His cock was so
thick and so long, I still couldn't imagine fitting him inside me, but right
now I wanted to take him in my mouth and show him how much he affected me and how
much he had pleased me.
I licked his glistening
head with my tongue, little teasing flicks to start with. I was shocked at how
doing something for Mac was turning me on so much.
"Good God,
woman. I don't know how much more I can take."
I nibbled on the
end of his cock with my teeth while squeezing his heavy, tight balls.
Then I took the
first couple of inches of him in my warm mouth and sucked.
Mac inhaled sharply,
then and grabbed my shoulders. "Penny..."
I smiled up at him,
then ran my tongue around his perfect head. He inhaled sharply and his fingers
tightened around my shoulder. I began sucking in