Page 41 of Mace

“It wouldn’t,” I said. “You’re nothing like my father.”

I put my water bottle aside and moved closer to him. He opened his arms, and I clambered into his lap.

Mace lifted the t-shirt I was wearing over my head and tossed it aside. Two fingers came out to run from my neck, down between my breasts and down my stomach. I could feel myself getting wet in anticipation, he murmured, “I really like all this.”

Nine must have felt the movement because his head lifted, and he looked at us for brief second, before jumping down off the bed and curling up in the corner of the room.

Mace slid his hand into my hair and tilted my head back to look deeply into my eyes. “You waited up for me, sweetness.”

It was a statement, not a question so I didn’t feel compelled to answer.

His fingers slid tenderly along my slit as he looked into my eyes. “You up for a little nocturnal activity or has it been a long day for you?”

I ran my hands up his chest and wrapped them around his neck. In this position we were face-to-face, so I leanedforward and claimed a kiss. It didn’t take long for the kiss to get out of control.

If there was one thing I especially loved about Mace, it was how he threw his whole body into making love. I rubbed against him loving the slide of my skin against his. His hands were everywhere, touching, teasing, exploring what I liked, and looking for new sexy spots that he might have missed before.

Meanwhile, I ran my fingers through his long black hair, loving how soft it was. He eventually rolled us over putting himself on the bottom. He playfully smacked my ass and said, “Move up. I want you on my face so I can lick you the way I like.”

It was interesting how he made oral sex seem like a treat for himself rather than duty to be performed. I allowed him to move me up, I put a knee on each side of his head and waited for him touch me. I didn’t have to wait long because his hands came up to part my pussy lips so he could see and smell and lick me. The first glide of his tongue was enough to make me never want to be anyplace but at his side.

Mace must have been feeling some big feelings himself, because he took his time, savoring the experience. I pulled my hair to one side, and he reached up, gently tugging it until my head was pulled back. He twirled his tongue around my clit over and over again until I came in gush against his tongue. This man who was so close to claiming my heart, lapped it all up and started working me towards another orgasm when I pulled back and moved down his body wanting to take him in my mouth.

He was rock hard, like licking my pussy was intensely arousing for him. I liked that far too much. I took my time, building the perfect orgasm for him, by giving a few nice strong strokes with both hands. Like before, I had to use two handsbecause this biker’s cock was nice, thick and long. I’d led a sheltered life and therefore hadn’t seen many dicks, but Mace’s cock was absolutely gorgeous. He was neatly cut and manscaped like a pro. I’d even go so far as to say that having his cock in my mouth was a genuine pleasure.

I cupped his balls, and I moved him in and out of my mouth, sucking and using my tongue to twirl around the head and tease around the sensitive underside where the head met the shaft. I loved the way he moaned my name in a raw, needy tone. I used one hand on his balls and the other to chase behind my mouth on each upwards stroke.

His muscles tensed and he propped himself up on one elbow to gaze down at me with an awestruck expression on his face. “I’ve never had anyone suck me off with little hearts in their eyes before,” he teased me.

I sucked harder, because he was not wrong about that. Before I could make him come, he pulled me off his dick. I had to admit to feeling some kind of away about that as I’d been looking forward to tasting him. I didn’t get a chance to complain though, because he kissed me hard and deep. As we tangled tongues, he pulled me into his lap and right onto his cock.

I sank down on his thick cock slowly as we both watched. Seeing my pussy taking every inch of him was a beautiful sight to see. It made me feel naughty and sexy and it inflamed my lust like nothing ever had before. Straddled aside him, it gave me the leverage to lift my body up and sink back down on his gorgeous cock over and over again.

Mace leaned over sucking one of my nipples into his mouth and teasing it with his tongue. Everything about this man was pure pleasure. When one of his hands drifted down to toywith my clit, it brought me right to the edge of coming. I was so close my body craved that final release. He eased off my clit and moved to my other breast. It made my pussy clench around his cock even tighter.

This man could play my body like an expert, stringing out the pleasure until I couldn’t take it anymore. I leaned forward and whispered in his ear, begging him to let me come. Instead of stroking his wet finger over my clit, he slid to the edge of the bed and stood up with me still impaled on his thick cock. He had his hands under my ass cheeks for extra support.

He pressed my back to the wall and both hands came up under my legs to support me. I felt like a butterfly helplessly pinned in place as he powered into me. This new position reset my climb towards orgasm. With just his generous endowment to pleasure me, I realized for the first time that his cock was more than enough to please any woman.

My hands came up to grasp his shoulders and I bucked up and down like a woman possessed. The idea flew through my mind that he wasn’t wearing a condom and hadn’t been any of the times we’d had sex. Something about knowing we were flesh-to-flesh ramped up my need. I started coming and couldn’t stop. Three sensual pumps of his hips later and Mace flooded my pussy with his warm seed. He slowed to the point of leisurely moving in and out until we were both spent.

Instead of taking me back to bed, he took me into the bathroom and ran us a warm, relaxing bath. Once we were in the tub, he sat behind me, and I relaxed back into arms. “That was amazing, babe. Where did you learn to do all that?”

He wrapped his arms around me and tucked my head under his chin. “You probably do not want to know, darlin’.”

I froze in his arms and made and made an educated guess. “The club girls taught you everything you know, right.”

His disgruntled voice responded, “Hell the fuck no. Why would you say that?”

“It’s okay,” I said, as I rested my head against his chest. “I know you’ve been with a lot of women.”

He was silent for a long moment, “Maybe I’ve just got a creative mind.”

I turned to glance over my shoulder at him and laughed, “Well, whatever the reason, I’m reaping the benefit of your talents.”

I could feel the tension leave his body and he pulled me even closer against his chest. “You deserve a man knowledgeable enough to worship your body, to treat you like the queen that you are.”

“Mission accomplished,” I told him sincerely.