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holding her legs wide and watching as he possessed her, his ruddied flesh spearing her naked folds, her cream gleaming wetly on his cock. The scent of her musk and his sex perfumed the air and the sounds of their breathing grew loud, his flesh driving into hers, his hips slamming into the cradle of her pussy, his balls slapping against the seam of her ass as he lifted her into his thrusts.
    She was wet, silky and responsive—so perfect. Damn it, looking at her as she moved closer and closer to climax was too hot, too much a temptation. Tearing his eyes away from her body, he stared at the ceiling, the cords of his neck bulging as his head fell back, his hair hanging in damp waves around his face and neck.
    It wasn’t much help. He could still hear her soft moans, the whimpered pleas.
    And even more…that soft, unbelievably silken, wet clasp of her pussy on his cock as he pulled out and sank back into her, his balls swinging forward to slap against her ass.
    Lifting her higher, he cupped her ass and spread the firm round cheeks, grinning in savage satisfaction as she gasped and bucked against him, her pussy clenching tight around him.
    This was insane. This was wrong…this was…bliss. The creamy, snug heat of her sex fit around his cock like she had been made for him, and she sobbed out his name as he fucked his way back inside her. One slim hand slid up her body, cupping a pale breast, her fingers pinching her nipple, milking the berry-pink nipple while her other hand slid between her thighs, seeking her clit and stroking over it with quick, firm little circles.
    “Hmmm…I like watching that,” Marc whispered, staring as she played with herself, her fingers starting to gleam wetly as she stroked her clit. “That one picture—it drove me over the edge.”
    She smiled at him—a siren’s smile—Marc thought.
    “You wanted to, didn’t you?” he asked, slowing his thrusts and watching as her eyes dimmed.
    “Ummm…”
    “Witch.” And then he bent over her body and started to slide his cock in, slowly…out…slowly…while she whimpered and stroked her clit and sobbed out his name.
    His control broke and he slammed into her as she started to buck under him, and that wonderful little clutching in her sheath started, her body twisting. Her spine bowed and she started to come, the muscles in her thighs jerking and holding him tight within her as she started to work herself up and down against him, short, staccato screams falling from her lips as she milked his cock and tore his orgasm from him quicker than he had wanted to come.
    He erupted inside her, flooding her in wave after wave of hot milky seed. He reared forward, planting his hands on the white marble beside her head, slamming his hips harder and harder, pistoning his cock into her spasming pussy.
    It seemed to last forever, and when the little tremors from her pussy finally stopped drawing on his cock, he collapsed atop her, leaning down and resting his forehead against hers.
    “So…who was on the phone?” he asked, once he could breathe again.
    “Huh?”
    “The phone? You know, the person I hung up on?” he reminded, standing and taking her body with him, turning and bracing his hips against the marble. It was still warm from her body, he noticed, stroking one hand up and down her back.
    “Ummm…hmmm…Tessa. Tessa, I think,” she murmured. Lifting her head, she stared into his eyes and said, “This is kind of bizarre, you being here.”
    “I was thinking more along the lines of a dream come true,” he said quietly, fisting his hand in her hair, reveling in the silky texture, the wild curls. “I have to be honest. I adore you.” He pressed his lips to hers and crooned, “Adore you, want you…you’ve been my weakness for years. Hiding it has been getting harder and harder.”
    Her body went slack. “What?”
    He laughed as he smoothed down her wild hair. “Your hearing going bad, baby? I adore you… I’m pretty sure I mentioned wanting