Thanks for all the comments from the first two chapters of the story, and the requests to continue. Here you go! Enjoy and let me know if you want me to keep Mary & Devon's story going!
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Mary reluctantly opened her eyes, trying to pull herself from the last vestiges of sleep. She yawned and turned on her side, reaching for Devon, but felt only empty sheets. She sat up quickly, suddenly completely alert and awake. Not again! She knew last night wasn't just a dream, it wasn't!
Just as she felt panic start to rise up inside her, the bedroom door swung open, and there he stood in the doorway.
"Morning sleepyhead. I thought you were never going to wake up."
Mary jumped up out of the bed and ran to him, wrapping her arms tightly around him, laying her head on his chest, afraid if she let go he would disappear. They stood still for several minutes, until Mary stepped back, looking up at him.
"I woke and you weren't there," she said softly.
"Sorry," he said, reaching over to stroke her cheek with his thumb. "I thought you would be hungry after last night, so I fixed you a little something. It's downstairs if you want."
Mary smiled. "You made me breakfast?"
"Well," he said shrugging, "since I don't eat myself, I'm not much of a cook, but I did run out and get you some doughnuts and coffee."
Mary let out a small laugh. "Thanks, but I think there's something else I need first," she said, licking her lips. She reached out and started pulling up his black t-shirt, leaning over to kiss the exposed skin. Devon just stood there, looking down at Mary; she began to kiss and lick his stomach, pulling the shirt up inch by inch, her mouth moving to where the fabric was. She continued the path up his chest to one of his nipples, which she sucked on gently, tongue swirling around the hardening nub.
Devon growled and pushed her back. He pulled off the shirt, quickly followed by his pants.
"Lay down."
Mary moved backwards to the bed, and laid back, arms over her head, warmth starting to move through her, body tingling waiting for his touch. Devon stood there in the doorway looking down at her, cock growing hard at the view of her naked and ready body. Mary looked over and reached out with a hand, beckoning him over with a wiggle of her finger.
He walked to the bed, and dropped to his knees, while reaching for her legs, pulling her to the edge. Mary's eyes closed in pleasure when she felt his lips softly kiss along the inside of her right thigh. He leisurely feathered kisses up to the center of her, teasing her, coming close to her aching pussy, and then moving back down. Just when Mary felt she couldn't take anymore, he blew warm breath across her pussy lips. Mary's hips thrust up in need, wanting more. Finally Devon moved in to flick his tongue across her swollen clit before sucking on it. He slid two fingers up and down her silky wet slit.
As his fingers sank into her drenched core, Mary moaned, continuing to push up against the building pressure. Devon's fingers started moving faster in and out as he sucked harder, bobbing his head in time with her movements.
"God yes, don't stop," Mary cried out, desperate for relief.
Mary's pussy clenched around his fingers buried deep inside her, and her hips thrust up one more time and stayed raised off the bed. She cried out his name as her climax rolled over her, and he felt her pussy squirt out over his hand and chin. He kept his fingers moving until Mary's orgasm completely finished, and she collapsed back on the bed, breathing hard.
Devon stood and moved onto the bed, lying next to her, his hand trailing up and down her stomach, causing goosebumps on Mary's skin. She turned her head to face him, and smiled peacefully. He leaned over and gently kissed her, pulling her against him. Neither spoke for several minutes.
Finally Mary pushed herself away from him, sitting up. Devon sat up as well, looking silently at her, waiting for her to speak, not wanting to rush her. But he couldn't stop himself from touching her, and he softly stroked her back.
When Mary spoke, her voice was quiet and sincere.
