Solana's POVMarcel's breath brushed over my skin like a prayer. The way his hand and lips handled me like I was scared, like I was to be reverenced made my heart ache. I had never felt this worshipped, this seen.He was not in a rush. He was taking his time, leaving slow, deliberate drawn out kisses along the line of my legs to my inner thighs. I was gripping the sheets, my legs opening wide, begging him to feast on my most intimate part.When he got there, he kissed it and I trembled, a shiver running through my spine."Oh, Marcel..." I moaned his name, my head rolling back and my body arching."You like this, don't you?" He asked, his voice muffled as he began to lick me. "You like when I eat your pretty pussy like a dying man, right?"I could not talk. I could only whimper, writhe and squirm. I tugged his hair, my hips rising to meet his tongue."Tell me who owns you, baby." He demanded, two fingers thrusting into me, making me gasp, my thighs moving to clasp his head, but he grab
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