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wanted that cock. He was thick and long. She licked her lips, remembering his taste. “Marc?”
    “Yeah…yeah?” He sounded breathless.
    “I want you inside me.”
    In one smooth movement he was beside her, and then on top of her. She wrapped her arms around his broad back to draw him down, wanting to feel his weight press her into the mattress, needing his chest to flatten her breasts. The smooth heat of the tip of his cock kissed her pussy.
    “Please, can I…I just want one stroke bare. I promise. Just one?”
    If he didn’t, she’d explode. “Yes.” She dug ten fingers into the firm globes of his ass, moving with him as he slid deep into her channel.
    “Jesus.” He pulsed inside her. She could feel the tension in every muscle that was pressed against her. He filled her, stretched her deliciously. She squeezed around him, sucking his staff within her.
    “Don’t do that. I don’t want to lose it.”
    She did it again.
    He hissed against her ear and pulled out. He rolled onto his back and bared his teeth. He’d reached down to pull his balls away from his body, and he held his cock in a severe hold.
    She smothered a smirk at the big man on her bed, struggling to maintain control. Her arousal surged. She’d never felt more powerful in her life.
    “Marc?” She touched his shoulder.
    “Get the condom,” he spoke through his teeth. “Put it on me so I can get my cock back inside you.”
    Hell, yeah . She found the packet lying on the wrinkled sheet and wasted no time in tearing it open and rolling it on. He had to move his hand in order for her to finish, but then he clamped it back as soon as she let go.
    She straddled him, resting her weight on his thighs, his hands between her legs. She gave him a whole thirty seconds to regain control before she lifted an eyebrow and grinned. “You’re right. This calls for a fuck. A screw just won’t do.”
    She peeled his hands away from his groin and brought them to her breasts. She leaned over him, took his erection in her hand and lowered herself onto him.
    Moaning his pleasure, he squeezed her tits, rolling her nipples between his fingers. “You’re so damn tight and warm.” His eyes popped open to find hers. He dropped his hands to her waist and growled. “Don’t hold back, Marienna.”
    She rose off of his lap, then slid back down. He wanted fast and hard—she could tell by the tendons in his neck that popped out and the strong hold both his hands had on her hips. Tomorrow she’d wake up with ten tiny bruises on her ass and one hell of a memory, but she continued torturing him with long, deliberate strokes, enjoying the torment as much as he. Finally, he curled up, grabbed her shoulders, and kissed her with a desperate passion, smashing her lips against her teeth.
    “You get me so damn hot. I can’t wait anymore.” He continued his forward motion until he’d switched positions and she was on her back, looking up at him. “You need to come for me. Right now.” He reached between them and drew circles over her clit. “I want to feel it on my cock.”
    “Fuck me, then.”
    Long strokes brought him almost all the way out, then deep inside her again, all while his fingers tantalized her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, tilting her pelvis up to ride his rod.
    She groaned, he grunted, she whined, he panted, and the bed creaked and groaned right along with them. Mari held on to his bulging shoulders, even as a sheen of sweat popped out beneath her hands. She felt the familiar tingling in her extremities and pulled her legs back, planting her feet to rise off the bed to meet each of his thrusts.
    Finally, with a shriek that echoed off the walls, she succumbed. Her walls squeezed around his cock.
    He made a hungry sound, then lowered his chest to fully cover her. He licked her lips, pulling the lower one down with his teeth to slip his tongue into her mouth. His pace slowed, and Mari gradually came down from the heights of her climax.
    She took