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Authors: Megan Erickson
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guy with lots of smiles and witty jokes. He was Austin, king of taking life too seriously. He knew that, but he didn’t know how else to be.
Marley though… She enjoyed life, didn’t she?
Take some lessons, pal, said the voice in his head, as he ripped open the condom wrapper with his teeth.
Marley watched him, those hazel eyes steady on his mouth.
After he slid the condom over his length, he reached down and gripped the back of her thighs. Her skin was hot under his palms and her chest rose and fell with deep breaths. Those full breasts topped with rosy pink nipples called to him and he dipped his head, flicking one with his tongue.
“Austin,” she moaned.
He moved to the other nipple and nipped it. Her body jolted.
“Yeah?” He pressed a kiss to her breastbone.
Her mouth was slack, but turned up ever so slightly into a small smirk in the corners. “You better get on with it. I owe you three now.”
He dug his fingers into her soft thighs, lifted her up, and entered her with one powerful thrust as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
He moaned against her neck and then opened his mouth, setting his teeth into the skin at the top of her shoulder. He couldn’t move yet, not when the tight heat of Marley squeezed him, causing all the blood to rush south. He was dizzy and light-headed and wasn’t sure how he stayed on his feet. All those times he’d emptied himself in the shower or between his sheets, thinking of her, didn’t compare to the reality of sinking into her body.
She swirled her hips and he let out another groan. “You going to fuck me?” she asked breathlessly.
He smiled against her skin, then pulled back. He wrapped his hands around her wrists and slammed them into the wall beside her head. Her mouth fell open and she arched her back, causing him to sink in deeper. “I decide when to move. If I want to stand here with my cock in you while you writhe on it, I’ll do that. You understand?”
Even through the condom, he could feel her inner muscles clench at his words. “Yes, Austin.”
He slid his hands higher and twined their fingers. “I like the way you say my name.” She always drew out the first syllable, almost on a moan. It made his dick twitch.
“Auuuss-tin.”
With that, he drew his hips back, pulling out to the tip, and then slammed back into her. She cried out and her fingers flinched in his. Her eyes blazed, and his mission was to make her come again.
He widened his legs and began to thrust into her, each drag a delicious pull of friction on his aching cock.
Because this was Marley. He still bore the taste of her on his tongue, and the tips of her breasts brushed his shirt as they bounced with each jolt. Her entire body was a beautiful pink flush of arousal.
His rhythm stuttered as his balls drew up into his body. The orgasm threatened at the base of his spine and he gritted his teeth to hold it back.
“Come,” he ordered her as her head thrashed, her sweat-damp curls brushing his cheek. She was pushing back now, riding his cock with erratic rolls of her hips, chasing her own orgasm.
He changed his angle and pumped harder. “Come, now, my Evelyn. Come.”
Her stomach contracted, her eyes squeezed shut, and then she gasped, soft whimpering moans and soft “Oh’s”. Her inner muscles clamped down and he came with her, unable to hold back as she milked him from the inside.
His release shot through him like a lightning bolt, echoing in all of his limbs. He pressed his forehead to her temple and gasped against her cheek, as he pulsed inside of her.
He was spent. Drained. Finished.
He let go of her hands and she dropped them to her sides. He used the last of his strength to rub the muscles of her shoulders, knowing they were probably sore.
He couldn’t look at her, not while he was this raw and exposed and vulnerable.
Not while he was still inside her and still half-hard.
God, he wanted her again already.
He pulled out slowly and helped Marley back to the
Marley though… She enjoyed life, didn’t she?
Take some lessons, pal, said the voice in his head, as he ripped open the condom wrapper with his teeth.
Marley watched him, those hazel eyes steady on his mouth.
After he slid the condom over his length, he reached down and gripped the back of her thighs. Her skin was hot under his palms and her chest rose and fell with deep breaths. Those full breasts topped with rosy pink nipples called to him and he dipped his head, flicking one with his tongue.
“Austin,” she moaned.
He moved to the other nipple and nipped it. Her body jolted.
“Yeah?” He pressed a kiss to her breastbone.
Her mouth was slack, but turned up ever so slightly into a small smirk in the corners. “You better get on with it. I owe you three now.”
He dug his fingers into her soft thighs, lifted her up, and entered her with one powerful thrust as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
He moaned against her neck and then opened his mouth, setting his teeth into the skin at the top of her shoulder. He couldn’t move yet, not when the tight heat of Marley squeezed him, causing all the blood to rush south. He was dizzy and light-headed and wasn’t sure how he stayed on his feet. All those times he’d emptied himself in the shower or between his sheets, thinking of her, didn’t compare to the reality of sinking into her body.
She swirled her hips and he let out another groan. “You going to fuck me?” she asked breathlessly.
He smiled against her skin, then pulled back. He wrapped his hands around her wrists and slammed them into the wall beside her head. Her mouth fell open and she arched her back, causing him to sink in deeper. “I decide when to move. If I want to stand here with my cock in you while you writhe on it, I’ll do that. You understand?”
Even through the condom, he could feel her inner muscles clench at his words. “Yes, Austin.”
He slid his hands higher and twined their fingers. “I like the way you say my name.” She always drew out the first syllable, almost on a moan. It made his dick twitch.
“Auuuss-tin.”
With that, he drew his hips back, pulling out to the tip, and then slammed back into her. She cried out and her fingers flinched in his. Her eyes blazed, and his mission was to make her come again.
He widened his legs and began to thrust into her, each drag a delicious pull of friction on his aching cock.
Because this was Marley. He still bore the taste of her on his tongue, and the tips of her breasts brushed his shirt as they bounced with each jolt. Her entire body was a beautiful pink flush of arousal.
His rhythm stuttered as his balls drew up into his body. The orgasm threatened at the base of his spine and he gritted his teeth to hold it back.
“Come,” he ordered her as her head thrashed, her sweat-damp curls brushing his cheek. She was pushing back now, riding his cock with erratic rolls of her hips, chasing her own orgasm.
He changed his angle and pumped harder. “Come, now, my Evelyn. Come.”
Her stomach contracted, her eyes squeezed shut, and then she gasped, soft whimpering moans and soft “Oh’s”. Her inner muscles clamped down and he came with her, unable to hold back as she milked him from the inside.
His release shot through him like a lightning bolt, echoing in all of his limbs. He pressed his forehead to her temple and gasped against her cheek, as he pulsed inside of her.
He was spent. Drained. Finished.
He let go of her hands and she dropped them to her sides. He used the last of his strength to rub the muscles of her shoulders, knowing they were probably sore.
He couldn’t look at her, not while he was this raw and exposed and vulnerable.
Not while he was still inside her and still half-hard.
God, he wanted her again already.
He pulled out slowly and helped Marley back to the
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