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He stood, pulled me up, turned me around, and bent me over the arm of the couch. One hand between my shoulder blades, pressing me down. The other guided his cock to my entrance. He rubbed the thick head up and down through my folds, coating himself, then pushed in.The stretch was immediate and intense. He was thick enough that the first few inches made me gasp and dig my nails into the leather. He didn’t stop. He sank in steadily until his hips met my ass and I was full—completely, almost too much. My cunt clenched around him automatically. He stayed buried for a second, breathing hard, then pulled back and drove in again.Hard.The sound of skin meeting skin cracked through the room. He fucked me with long, powerful strokes that forced air out of my lungs every time. One hand stayed on my hip, the other reached around to rub my clit in tight circles. I was so wet the slap of his cock was loud and filthy. My tits swung with every thrust. I pushed back to meet him, chasing the frictio

Marcus’s eyes narrowed the second he sat back down. He reached across the table and brushed his knuckles against my cheek.“Babe, you’re flushed. You okay?”The heat in my face had nothing to do with the wine and everything to do with the soaked lace currently folded in his father’s pocket. My bare cunt was still pressed to the chair, slick and throbbing, every small shift of my hips making me feel how empty I was.“I’m fine,” I said quickly, forcing a soft smile. “Just tired. I think I need to sleep.”He nodded, already standing. “If you’re done, I’ll walk you up. You can rest before dessert.”I rose on unsteady legs. The dress clung to the damp insides of my thighs. Craig’s gaze followed me the entire time—heavy, knowing, and proprietary. I could still feel the ghost of his mouth on my panties, the way he had sucked the wet fabric like he was tasting me all over again.We were almost at the doorway when Craig’s voice cut through the room, calm and casual.“Marcus. The new Tesla you