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I repeat the gesture, and he kicks the clothes away before turning me around to face him It’s not dark in the room like it was last time he carried me in here, so I can see every line of his face this time

I can see the way his lips are swollen and red fro me I can see the way his dark brown hair isover his forehead I can see the way his nostrils flare with each sharp inhale

He’s beautiful

Feral and wild

I want to see more of him

Fire flashing in his eyes, he ain, but I pull back

“Wait,” I murmur “Let me”

His brows pull together a little, but he pauses, obeying rab the botto it up with one hand, he raises his arms to help me but lets me be the one to pull it over his head

The broad, sculpted muscles of his torso co his shirt and running es of his stouttural noise

I find the button of his pants and pop it open with a quick flick ofhis zipper down He doesn’t helpboth hands on the door on either side ofup my expression, but I can’t look away froers work his pants and boxers down over his hips, letting his thick cock spring free

My pussy clenches at the sight

God, he’s so fucking big No wonder it hurts No wonder it feels like he’s conquering my body

My clit is throbbing again, ers slowly up and down the length of his shaft Marcus leans closer tothe small distance between us as his head droops, his forehead nearly resting on mine

“How do you do this to el? How the fuck do you wreck me so bad?”

I want to laugh, because if there’s anyone who’s been wrecked in this equation, it’s me Physically, mentally, and eh in my throat