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into her again, and then again. He slammed into her, his thick sex working over the bundle of nerves buried near the mouth of her womb, his pelvis scraping over her clit with each hungry thrust of his hips.
Valery dug her hands into the hard ridge of muscle on his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his hips, feeling his fingers digging into her ass.
His mouth slanted across hers and his tongue pushed into her mouth, rubbing over her tongue and the inside of her cheeks, the roof of her mouth, eating her alive. Then his finger pressed against the seam of her ass and she arched up, startled, but she couldn’t even scream because he was still eating her mouth, robbing her of breath. His ravenous mouth, his greedy hands, and his cock…oh, heaven, his cock—he pumped his hips, slamming into her, harder and harder, until she could have sworn she was seeing stars with each driving thrust.
A scream was building in her throat, just as another glorious climax was building low in her belly, hot, scalding, each drive of his hips into the cradle of hers had the bulbous head of his cock caressing her G-spot in just the right way. Her body felt like it could light up the sky on the fourth of July. His hands, hot and firm on her ass, boosted her up even higher and her head fell back against the wall, away from his lips. She felt drugged and dying for air, too starved for oxygen to let that scream out.
“Scream for me, Blush,” he growled, his head swooping down to capture one nipple in his mouth, biting down gently, sucking hard, alternating between the two. With a twist of his hips, he threw her into climax, and set the scream free. It pealed through the room and bounced off the walls as Valery dipped her fingers into his hair and held on tight, her heels digging into his ass.
He released her nipple with a wet little pop and whispered, “That’s it,” as he rammed into her harder.
Her body went slack in his arms, a dazed little smile on her lips, her fingers falling down to caress his neck tenderly. He smiled at her and lowered his head to buss her lips. “Hmmm. That was nice. But I’m not done with you yet,” he said, and then reached behind and unhooked her ankles, draping her thighs over his elbows and leaning into her, his long, lean body shuddering slightly as he shoved back inside her.
“You’re tight, swollen now,” he murmured, licking his lips, his eyes hooded. “Are you getting tender?”
Slowly, Blush nodded up at him and Marc smiled at her and purred, “Good. I want you to feel every last little move I make.”
Her eyes fluttered closed and she gasped out, “It would be hard not to.”
No response, just an intent, serious look on his face as he started to move into her with slow, deep thrusts, his eyes locked on her face, gauging every move. He lowered his head, catching one nipple in his mouth, suckling it deep, moving to the other, and then kissing his way up to the bite mark he had left on her shoulder. He kissed that gently, soothingly, as he measured every flutter, every whimper, every slow, subtle clench of her pussy around his cock.
“Come again, Blush,” he whispered.
“Marc,” she sobbed.
“Blush,” he teased, lowering his head and bussing her mouth lightly. “Come for me, I have to feel it again.” He rolled his hips against hers, stroking her clit with his body and listened to her cry out, her body shuddering in his arms.
Once she started to come again that last time, he buried his face in her hair and gave in, his semen shooting into the condom, instead of her sweet depths.
Cuddling her against him, he whispered, “Will you let me stay with you tonight?”
She smiled sleepily and wrapped her arms around his neck even tighter. “Just try and leave.”
Chapter Seven
He drifted to alertness slowly, like he always did, unless there was an urgent call. And it wasn’t his weekend. Thanks to the pediatric group he belonged to, he only had to take call once a month. No calls, no
Valery dug her hands into the hard ridge of muscle on his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his hips, feeling his fingers digging into her ass.
His mouth slanted across hers and his tongue pushed into her mouth, rubbing over her tongue and the inside of her cheeks, the roof of her mouth, eating her alive. Then his finger pressed against the seam of her ass and she arched up, startled, but she couldn’t even scream because he was still eating her mouth, robbing her of breath. His ravenous mouth, his greedy hands, and his cock…oh, heaven, his cock—he pumped his hips, slamming into her, harder and harder, until she could have sworn she was seeing stars with each driving thrust.
A scream was building in her throat, just as another glorious climax was building low in her belly, hot, scalding, each drive of his hips into the cradle of hers had the bulbous head of his cock caressing her G-spot in just the right way. Her body felt like it could light up the sky on the fourth of July. His hands, hot and firm on her ass, boosted her up even higher and her head fell back against the wall, away from his lips. She felt drugged and dying for air, too starved for oxygen to let that scream out.
“Scream for me, Blush,” he growled, his head swooping down to capture one nipple in his mouth, biting down gently, sucking hard, alternating between the two. With a twist of his hips, he threw her into climax, and set the scream free. It pealed through the room and bounced off the walls as Valery dipped her fingers into his hair and held on tight, her heels digging into his ass.
He released her nipple with a wet little pop and whispered, “That’s it,” as he rammed into her harder.
Her body went slack in his arms, a dazed little smile on her lips, her fingers falling down to caress his neck tenderly. He smiled at her and lowered his head to buss her lips. “Hmmm. That was nice. But I’m not done with you yet,” he said, and then reached behind and unhooked her ankles, draping her thighs over his elbows and leaning into her, his long, lean body shuddering slightly as he shoved back inside her.
“You’re tight, swollen now,” he murmured, licking his lips, his eyes hooded. “Are you getting tender?”
Slowly, Blush nodded up at him and Marc smiled at her and purred, “Good. I want you to feel every last little move I make.”
Her eyes fluttered closed and she gasped out, “It would be hard not to.”
No response, just an intent, serious look on his face as he started to move into her with slow, deep thrusts, his eyes locked on her face, gauging every move. He lowered his head, catching one nipple in his mouth, suckling it deep, moving to the other, and then kissing his way up to the bite mark he had left on her shoulder. He kissed that gently, soothingly, as he measured every flutter, every whimper, every slow, subtle clench of her pussy around his cock.
“Come again, Blush,” he whispered.
“Marc,” she sobbed.
“Blush,” he teased, lowering his head and bussing her mouth lightly. “Come for me, I have to feel it again.” He rolled his hips against hers, stroking her clit with his body and listened to her cry out, her body shuddering in his arms.
Once she started to come again that last time, he buried his face in her hair and gave in, his semen shooting into the condom, instead of her sweet depths.
Cuddling her against him, he whispered, “Will you let me stay with you tonight?”
She smiled sleepily and wrapped her arms around his neck even tighter. “Just try and leave.”
Chapter Seven
He drifted to alertness slowly, like he always did, unless there was an urgent call. And it wasn’t his weekend. Thanks to the pediatric group he belonged to, he only had to take call once a month. No calls, no
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