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with my other. I stroke him, softly. More pre-cum glides down my hand, like a thin liquid tickling the skin of my palm. Watching him, I lower my tongue and lick it off. In an earthquake of pure desire, he pushes into my fist and moans loudly. I can tell he’s enjoying this as much as I am.

“Suck it,” he moans.

I close my eyes and feel his warmth pulse against my lips. His hands curls around the back of my head. One travels down to feel my curves, my ass, and my pussy until he has both hands around me. I’m so wet I can feel my pleasure escape me.

I’m on my knees, serving my man as he leans back and relaxes. I never do this, but here I am, breaking all my rules. I look up. He’s in a daze. The moans are never-ending.

He spanks me lightly.

My eyes dart open. “Mr. Wylan,” I breathe.

With his cock in my hand, he shifts in his seat and blushes. “Sorry. Too much?”

It stings in the best way possible, evolving into a deep need. It’s like a hunger, a fuel that won’t burn out. I need his cock inside me. This isn’t enough.

Shaking my head, I drop back down and take him in my mouth. “If you’re going to spank me, you’ll need to do it harder,” I say.

His eyes widen, but the impulse to be naughty is in the air. I push up my ass, so he can get a better view. He feels my pussy with his hand, cock bouncing at the much-too-drawn-out thought of finally getting to fuck me. Tonight, he gets the full treatment. All of me and more. And if he’s a good boy, he’ll get this for the rest of his life.

He spanks me again, and this time, the sound is like a gasp. I reach behind to feel his handprint. The sting turns urges me onto his lap. He places his hand over mine. “You’re so fucking perfect,” he says.

Kissing the taste of my pussy off his lips, I feel him pulling his shirt over his head. I slide my hands up his muscular back, feeling every delicious ridge of man-candy. It’s amazing he doesn’t work out. He’s got those natural genetics, I guess.

I want to take this to the next level.

“Wait,” I say.

“No good?”

Feeling his rock-hard abs again, I shudder. “I’ve changed my mind. I want you in that bed,” I say, leaning over to grab my dress.

I want him everywhere. On the floor, in the shower, on the balcony…

I put on my dress as best I can, but I look like a ravaged wench. Behind Marc, a neon Jessica Rabbit shows some leg. I’m not sure looks matter at a place like this.

He kicks the door open. “Let’s go,” he says.

We’re running through the cold night toward the wall of neon candy canes, cupids, and heart-shaped arrows. As he gets the key from the lobby, I wait outside the window, shivering from the cold and the pleasure. The entire time I’m staring at Marc through the window and thinking about how lucky I am.

His hair is insane, and he’s a little wet around the lips. But he’s the hottest, most loving father I’ve ever met. Somehow, money never changed him. It’s a miracle.

Our room is on the second floor, so we run up the stairs, kick open the door, and get to kissing again. He pushes me against the doorframe, grinding his pelvis against mine. I get his pants and shirt off, and he practically rips this expensive dress in half. His hands form around my breasts, and he hungrily kisses my neck.

Lips against mine, he spins and backs me into the room. I nearly trip on my dress as I walk backward. My ankles hit the bed frame. I fall onto the mattress, legs spread. He feels my body and strokes his cock. We’re both seething with desire.

“How do you want me?” I ask, breathless.

His chest rises. “Is that a trick question?”

I turn on all fours. For good measure, I wag my ass, spreading just enough so he can see my pussy. He gives me his hand, and then he gives me the ride of his life.

Hand around my shoulder, legs positioned around mine, Marc mounts me. I had my fantasies about Marc Wylan, and with one solid thrust, he shows me he’s interested in fulfilling every single one. Our bodies smacking together, my own screams of pleasure falling into the background as Marc starts fucking me with passion.

I close my eyes, surrendering to the sensations. All at once, I’m hit with the strangest excitement. Releasing every bit of emotion, I rock my hips back and forth and give in to his touch. I feel like I’m floating, but I soon recognize the feeling as finally being grounded. I’m just not used to it.

This is bliss. Everything with Marc so far has been. The only thing getting in the way is our hesitance to allow someone new in. We’re both a little guilty of that. We’re both unlearning a lot, but as long as we stay this close, nothing can stop this.

As he catches his breath, I drop to the mattress and roll on my back. He teases my stomach with a finger and smooths out the tingling of my nerves with a solid kiss. Moving up, he scales my body like a snake, driving in deep as soon as he finds my lips.

Marc Wylan is a determined man. As far as I know, he has spent his entire life looking for the next thing to satisfy him. I hope I’m the last.

Correction: I’m going to be the last. Because I love him.

I love Marc Wylan.

“Fuck, I’m coming,” I moan.

It hits me like a brick wall. Suddenly, I’m unraveling. Everything he does feels perfectly timed to create another explosive moment. There is nothing he can do to me that will make me stop loving him.

I bite into my bottom lip to keep it

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