I open my legs, bending them at the knees, and the skirt falls to the sides, giving him a full view of what he wants to see. I picked this dress for just this reason, the easy access. He moves so fast; one second, he’s standing by the bed, and the next, his mouth is on my pussy. His tongue slips through my folds, and I feel his tongue fuck me. I grip his head with one of my hands, and he stops. My eyes peel open to look at him, his eyes almost black. I watch him as he licks up to my clit, then sucks it in. My eyes automatically close, and I feel one of his fingers slide in me. My hips move up on their own, my legs open wider. He slips another finger in me, and my stomach dips. I feel his body moving over me, his mouth latching onto my nipple as he fucks me slowly with his fingers. His tongue moves up my chest to my neck, and then his mouth is on mine, and I taste myself on him. I kiss him frantically while my hips move with his fingers.

His thumb strums my clit, and I want to move it side to side a bit faster. I can feel the orgasm building in my toes and slowly working its way up. My pussy gets just a touch tighter, a touch wetter. I pull away from his mouth to pant out his name.

“Mark,” I say, closing my eyes as I take in the orgasm just a little bit more, his finger rubbing my G-spot over and over again. And then he pulls his fingers out of me, and my legs fall to the sides. “What?” I ask, confused.

“You kept me waiting for two years,” he says, and I reach out to bring his hand back. “Two years of watching you.” He puts his thumb on my clit and rubs it in a small circle. “Teasing me.”

“I was not,” I say, frustrated, and then he lowers his mouth again. His fingers fucking me again, he nips at my clit, and I’m right back to where I was before. My hands grab my tits, twisting my nipples. “Mark.” I say his name again as the feeling starts to build again. “Right there,” I tell him as his fingers curl up, touching the tender spot inside. My back arches, my hips buck up, and then he stops what he’s doing again. My body is shaking with need. “I need …”

“What do you need?” he asks me.

“I need …” I almost say I need him, but I catch myself. He brings his hands to his mouth and sucks me off him.

“You need to come,” he says. “You come on my cock.”

“Then give me your cock.” I egg him on.