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she moaned his name. He dropped his head to rest against her shoulder, nipping at her collarbone. Later, he promised himself, he was going to drive her as crazy as she'd driven him. Make her beg him to have her again. But that was later. Right now the only goal was pushing them both to orgasm.
“Mark,” she gasped.
He rolled his hips against hers, and she arched up to meet him, one of her hands letting go of his arm to slip down between them and rub her fingers over her clit.
“Going to come for me?”
She nodded, teeth digging hard into her lower lip, and Mark felt his own pleasure rising to a crest, sweeping through him with the promise of release.
“That's it, baby. Come on. Come for me.”
Her fingers moved faster, and her body rocked against his, and then she was coming, rippling around him. Mark followed her over the edge with a low groan, pleasure exploding in his veins.
He carefully lowered himself onto her, weight resting on his forearms, and her hand slid into his hair, stroking through the tousled mess of it. He could feel the quick rise and fall of her chest against his own, her legs still wrapped around him.
“Wow,” she said, a little laughter in the word. “I expected you to want it, but I have to admit that was way hotter than I'd imagined.”
Mark laughed against her skin, body shaking. “Oh, really?”
“I've got to work you up to releasing your pent-up frustrations more often,” she said, and there was a definite promise in her tone.
“You're going to be getting your own share of them as soon as I can move again,” he answered, voice low.
He felt her pause, just for an instant, and then her hand was moving through his hair again. “That a threat, baby?”
“Not at all.” Mark pulled back to look at her, lips curling into a smile. “In fact, I think you're really going to like it.”
She opened her mouth to answer, and he silenced her with a kiss, long and slow and deep. The hand that had been in his hair slid down to cup the back of his neck, and Mark wrapped his arms around Erica, lifting her close against him until both of them were short of breath and they had to break apart.
Gently, he laid her back down. “Time for your comeuppance, lover,” he said, looking up to meet her eyes and finding her looking back at him expectantly.
He pressed his lips to the space just between her collarbones, then under that, slowly moving downward. Erica shifted like she wanted to press up into it but knew that if she did she would be giving away too much too soon. She moaned softly.
“That's it. Feel for me.”
Mark kissed farther downward, and she started to writhe then, tiny motions that weren't enough to interrupt what he was doing, but obviously wanting. Obviously hoping for more. If she thought that he was going to give in that easily, she was going to be sadly disappointed. Mark didn't intend to give her what she needed until she was pleading for it, and even then he might make her wait a little longer.
“Mark,” she breathed when his lips found her navel and he paused to tease it with his tongue before moving downward.
“ Shh ,” he answered. “I've got you, baby.”
She had made sure that he wasn't thinking about anything but her, and now he was going to return the favor.
Another kiss, and another, and he followed the curve of her mound with his lips, down until he almost brushed against the place that she wanted him most, and her hips were rocking up for it. He flicked his tongue out over the little button of nerves, and listened to her whimper. His hands closed around her upper thighs, pulling her legs open and holding her in place.
“ Mark ,” she gasped again, more urgently.
“Not yet.” He knew she could feel the heat of his breath against her. “Not yet, baby.”
“Fuck you.”
“Don't like it when the tables are turned?” He put on a sympathetic tone, but the grin on his face gave away just how he felt about teasing her the way that he was. “Say
“Mark,” she gasped.
He rolled his hips against hers, and she arched up to meet him, one of her hands letting go of his arm to slip down between them and rub her fingers over her clit.
“Going to come for me?”
She nodded, teeth digging hard into her lower lip, and Mark felt his own pleasure rising to a crest, sweeping through him with the promise of release.
“That's it, baby. Come on. Come for me.”
Her fingers moved faster, and her body rocked against his, and then she was coming, rippling around him. Mark followed her over the edge with a low groan, pleasure exploding in his veins.
He carefully lowered himself onto her, weight resting on his forearms, and her hand slid into his hair, stroking through the tousled mess of it. He could feel the quick rise and fall of her chest against his own, her legs still wrapped around him.
“Wow,” she said, a little laughter in the word. “I expected you to want it, but I have to admit that was way hotter than I'd imagined.”
Mark laughed against her skin, body shaking. “Oh, really?”
“I've got to work you up to releasing your pent-up frustrations more often,” she said, and there was a definite promise in her tone.
“You're going to be getting your own share of them as soon as I can move again,” he answered, voice low.
He felt her pause, just for an instant, and then her hand was moving through his hair again. “That a threat, baby?”
“Not at all.” Mark pulled back to look at her, lips curling into a smile. “In fact, I think you're really going to like it.”
She opened her mouth to answer, and he silenced her with a kiss, long and slow and deep. The hand that had been in his hair slid down to cup the back of his neck, and Mark wrapped his arms around Erica, lifting her close against him until both of them were short of breath and they had to break apart.
Gently, he laid her back down. “Time for your comeuppance, lover,” he said, looking up to meet her eyes and finding her looking back at him expectantly.
He pressed his lips to the space just between her collarbones, then under that, slowly moving downward. Erica shifted like she wanted to press up into it but knew that if she did she would be giving away too much too soon. She moaned softly.
“That's it. Feel for me.”
Mark kissed farther downward, and she started to writhe then, tiny motions that weren't enough to interrupt what he was doing, but obviously wanting. Obviously hoping for more. If she thought that he was going to give in that easily, she was going to be sadly disappointed. Mark didn't intend to give her what she needed until she was pleading for it, and even then he might make her wait a little longer.
“Mark,” she breathed when his lips found her navel and he paused to tease it with his tongue before moving downward.
“ Shh ,” he answered. “I've got you, baby.”
She had made sure that he wasn't thinking about anything but her, and now he was going to return the favor.
Another kiss, and another, and he followed the curve of her mound with his lips, down until he almost brushed against the place that she wanted him most, and her hips were rocking up for it. He flicked his tongue out over the little button of nerves, and listened to her whimper. His hands closed around her upper thighs, pulling her legs open and holding her in place.
“ Mark ,” she gasped again, more urgently.
“Not yet.” He knew she could feel the heat of his breath against her. “Not yet, baby.”
“Fuck you.”
“Don't like it when the tables are turned?” He put on a sympathetic tone, but the grin on his face gave away just how he felt about teasing her the way that he was. “Say
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