Thanks for the feedback guys, I'm sorry the chapters aren't longer, but that's just the way I write. I like to write short sections, I could save them until I have a longer part... but I would much rather post them often and short than wait and chance losing the muse.
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Marcus slipped his finger along her wet slit and Ava groaned, arching back to reach him. After nearly a year he knew exactly which touches would drive her wild and he was pulling out all the stop. He slid his finger up and down, just barely brushing against where he clit lay. Ava spread her legs, trying to invite him. Perhaps she thought he was at a bad angle and was trying to open herself up to him, but he didn't take the invitation. Rather he continued his slow seduction of her body.
His own cock was going crazy in his pants, the smell of her arousal, the feeling of her wet pussy lips, the sight of her thighs glistening as her pussy thrust back at him. It was all too arousing, this woman was the sexiest creature he had ever dealt with. He was determined not to screw this up. So he ignored the distraction in his pants and slowly pressed toward her hole. Ava tried to jerk back toward him, to impale herself on his finger, but he wouldn't let her. He pressed just hard enough that when she pushed back he pulled away.
"Please" she groaned.
Marcus smiled, Ana would often whisper please in bed, but she never followed it up with anything. His beautiful kitten was not one for dirty talk. He was interested to see what her mind would come up with if pressed to put her needs into words.
"Please what?" He asked, his voice low and husky in her ear.
She froze, for a moment she looked into the mirror and locked eyes with him. She had an odd look on her face, like she was suddenly realizing that something really was different. Before she could put too much thought into it he pressed a little harder and his finger bumped against her clit. Ava growled softly and tensed, ready for him to touch her again, but he did not.
"Please what?" He repeated.
Ava moaned and tried to press back against him, but he didn't giver her an inch. He held her still and ran his finger along her snatch, pressing closer and closer to her clit but not giving her the pressure she needed.
"Please Marcus," she was whispering now, her body tense as a bow, he could feel the tension radiating off her frame. "Please, I need." She hesitated, tried to thrust against him but he would not budge. "Please, put your finger. Press your finger there." He had to strain to hear her words, they were whispered so low as to be barely audible
"As you wish pisoi," he answered and pressed the flat of his hand hard against her pussy, pressing his finger onto her clit. The pressure was too much for her to handle and she exploded into orgasm. Her moan started low in her throat and escaped as a low growl that turned into a scream. Her body tensed and she reared back, pressing every inch of her body against his before trembling hard and falling forward.
Marcus wrapped his arm around her waist, supporting her even while his finger continued to force her orgasm to continue. He had never imagined how hard it would be for her to say what she wanted, but her orgasm seemed to imply that she had enjoyed it.
Once she began to relax and was standing on her own, Marcus gently pressed down on Ava's back again, making her bend back over the furniture. Ava began to wiggle but he gave in as he slipped one finger deep into her pussy. God she was wet, her snatch tried to suck his finger in and he could feel her pulsing and trembling. She felt so good and Marcus bit back a groan as his cock throbbed in response. He slid his finger in slowly, then pulled out just as slowly. He knew how to tease her and he used his finger to press against her insides. Ava began pressing back against his hand, trying to ride his finger. He pressed down on her back again and flicked his finger deep inside her, pressing against her spot.
"We're going to play a game." Marcus told her, his voice hoarse and low and sexy as hell. Ava trembled and did not move. "I want you to put both hands on the bureau in front of you. If you leave your hands there I'll reward you, like this." As he spoke her moved his finger against her, slowly fucking her and pressing into her. "If you move your hands, I'll stop." He froze to let her understand the loss and grinned when she groaned and attempted to press back against him again.
"Well Pisoi, I'm waiting." Hesitantly Ava moved one hand onto the bureau and then the other. The moment both hands were in front of her Marcus began his slow fucking of her pussy again. His strokes began to pick up speed and Ava's body reacted, her breathing was husky and her skin began to flush. She was beautiful when she was cumming, but he wasn't ready to let her cum again, not just yet.
Carefully, with great control, Marcus brought his hand down on Ava's ass. The sound of the slap was startling in the room and Ava jumped straight up. The second her hands left the bureau Marcus froze, his finger coming to a rest.
