MARCUS' P O V
‘‘Marcus…’’ Felicia moaned once again as she continued to run her fingers through my hair.
I bit back a smile at the sound she was making, loving the way her back arched into me. She was so responsive that it drove me crazy, and just when I thought I may take it easy with her -- relish the way she tasted, her legs suddenly hooked over my hip.
I let out a loud groan as her heels pushed into my ass, which prompted me to press my excruciatingly painful member directly into her center. The sensation was beyond description. Her supple, silky folds invited me in, with what I could tell was a pool of arousal.
As I worked my way down her body, I couldn't take my eyes off of her beautiful face the whole time. I climbed off the bed, and soon my fingers touched the band of her underwear, and began to pull it down her flawless legs. I threw the small clothing over my shoulder before kneeling down on the floor.