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Holy Shit

Mascara is sle and I have hickeys on o hen I reht, his words of appreciation for the boob pic I sent him, how they turn him on

Who knew a boob pic would have that reaction?

I want to go wake him up with my mouth on his body, but he can’t see et in before it heats up, shocking my body awake I wash my face and scrub my body then stand under the streaain, the door to the shower opens and Mark steps in and silently wraps ," I ainst his chest

"’Mornin’," he replies, his voice still rough froht now "How are you feeling, baby?"

"Better now that I’ve scrubbed every inch of rin up at him and feel my heart stumble when he returns my smile with sleepy blue eyes "How about you?"

"I woke upyou" He kisses my forehead and turns us so he’s in the water "And I think I so to ashing hiht body, thearms, his hips "I see I put a few ht," I murmur when he turns and I see the nail marks on his back

"You were enthusiastic," he says with a chuckle

"Back at you"

"I’ain" He spins back around and washes his hair, then leads us out of the shower and tenderly driesuides me to the vanity and turns on the blow dryer and dries ers, quietly watching his own hands in htful, and he’s taking care ofhis hair dry He watches me with amused eyes, his hands on my hips, until every hair on his handsome head is dry

"Meredith" He takes the dryer from my hand and sets it on the counter, then circles his arms around my waist and tips his forehead down to rest on ertips down his face as he lays his lips onthem back and forth, nibbles the corner of lide up to e, but he doesn’t move farther up to cup them He continues to siether, against the bathroo my hands over his hips and am about to circle his hard, thick cock when he catches my wrists in his hands and holds me away

"I want to touch you," I whisper

"Not yet" He nuzzles ain, a small smile on his lips to soften the rejection "I just want to kiss you"

"Really?" I cock a brow and glance down at his cock "That’s not what it looks like"

Without another word, he turns and leads me back to the bedroom, lifts me onto the center of the bed and joinslove tome, presses his hand to the sain with his, kissing le, I burylips back and forth across h I’m a delicacy he wants to nibble on

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