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as her tremors continued then gradually subsided. “You about done yet?
    ‘Cause I’m not through with you.”
    “More.”
    He cleared one side of the desk with a swipe of his arm, stacks of papers and pencils clattering down on the floor. He flattened her over the surface, her breasts crushed against the smooth glass in a way that made him ache to see her from underneath, her nipples pressed against the glass, those perfect globes crammed together. But he had a great view from where he stood, too. This position left the sensual curve of her rump completely exposed to him, her swollen lips gleaming with her juice.
    “Let me just have a taste of that.”
    He bent to lick up that cream with his tongue. He let out a pleasured growl at the warm, rich taste of her, then plunged his tongue into her tight, slick sheath and drew out more.
    Marly cried out. Marcus had gotten so rigid he was sure his cock could easily penetrate granite, and his balls felt heavy with cum. He hurt all over, his thighs and limbs, his back and arms, every miserable scab in his body, but that was nothing compared to the pain wanting her caused.
    He inserted a finger inside her. Her body arched back, a helpless yelp ripping out of her throat. Her pussy clamped around him, drawing him into the fiery, burning depths of her. His free hand moved between her ass cheeks, his thumb stroking the rosette of her anus.
    “How about that?” he murmured, his words a hot whisper in the silent, still surroundings of their living room.
    “Yes.”
    A hand rose, quickly smacking her cheek. She yelped, her skin tinting to bright pink.
    “Naughty girl.”
    “Marcus.” The need in her voice rushed into his blood like the headiest aphrodisiac.
    Something roared inside his ears, and he suspected it was his heart, close to bursting now.
    “Shush, you little she-cat.” He smacked her again, the flesh on her butt bouncing, her skin coloring brighter. “Do you or do you not deserve a good spank?”
    “Yes.”
    He spanked again. Her cry filled him with desire, stinging his balls. He smoothed his palm over her jiggling mound, rubbing the sting, his voice hoarse. “Does this hurt you?”
    She shuddered. “Be mean to me. Have no mercy.” He folded his body perfectly over hers, his chest against her back, his hips aligned with her delectable little ass.
    “You want it rough, lioness?” He nipped her ear.
    “Are you giving me rough, tiger?”
    “Oh, no, honey, I’m the big bad wolf.”
    “Marcus…” She rubbed the round, plump flesh of her buttocks against his cock. “I want it…up the ass.”
    “And that’s exactly where you’ll be getting it.” He pulled back slightly, spread her cheeks with his hands, eyeing the little hole he was about to penetrate. The tip of his cock rubbed the start of her pussy, back up to her ass, spreading her own cream all along the dent.
    “How about I moisten my cock with your cream.” He plunged into her pussy and groaned at the delicious tightness before he pulled out. He bent forward again, the crown of his cock pressed to the rim of muscle in her ass, prodding gently. “Now take me. Take me in your ass, darling. Squeeze every drop of cum in me.”
    Her hips shoved back to take him as he plunged, his groan and her moan ringing in the room at once.
    His next thrusts weren’t lazy or meant to please her.
    They were meant to let her know he was in charge, he was hot, and he was fucking her. By the way she mewled and curved back her spine, he could see she welcomed the brutal way he took her, the way his hands gripped her waist tight so he could stab into her with hot, fierce jabs.
    She mewled and pleaded, welcoming his teeth as they gnawed at the side of her neck, welcoming the distended length of his cock thrusting into her ass. The sounds she made catapulted his pleasure into a delicious, heady feeling that drove him wild.
    He pulled out once, shaking with restraint as he rubbed his slick cock between the mounds of her