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Out in the open with no one to stop us from loving each other.
A sharp pain slashes at my heart. No one but my best friend who’s out there somewhere. Plotting to murder me.
Would’ve murdered me if not for Marcus. Her father.
Jesus, since when did my life become such a fucked-up mess?
Also, how am I sitting here like nothing’s wrong in the world?
“Come here,” Marcus demands. He must’ve noticed the shift in me. He always does.
He sees me.
The comfort he gives me is unlike any other. Cruel and gentle. My complex man. He was right to say I’d learn to love both sides of him.
I do.
I’m in love. Obsessed. Possessive. I’m powerless to stop myself, and truthfully, I don’t want to.
Slowly, I tread over the wet stone floor, standing over him.
“Good girl.” He licks his wet lips. The pool water makes his skin glisten, emphasizing his toned muscles. The veins on his forearms. “Now, sit. Feet in the pool.”
I do as he says.
Ever since I almost fell asleep with his cock in my mouth, I’ve been getting more and more comfortable being here. Thanks to him.
My legs are spread, my feet dangling inside the cool water.
“Good girl.” The decadence in his gaze is addictive. “Not enough, though.”
I lean on my hands, arching my back for him. “How would you like me?”
“There’s more than one answer to that question.” He rakes my body with his eyes, then with his hands. Marcus grips my calves, dragging me on the slippery floor. “Here will be a good place to start.”
“To start wh—”
His big palms drag me another inch closer, and then his lips are on my pussy. A moan slides past my lips and my thighs clench from the jarring pleasure.
“This, Leighton,” he growls and returns to eating me out. Marcus kneads one of my aching nipples, torturing me while he’s licking and sucking my clit. When he looks up, he’s cold and terrifying. Mine. “Tasting this pussy is a great fucking place to start.”
“Don’t stop,” I plead, begging harder when he pushes two fingers inside me. “Please, don’t stop.”
“Not planning on it.” With his mouth still between my legs, Marcus is pure danger. “I won’t stop even after—”
He grazes my sensitive G-spot with his fingers inside me. My legs jerk, splashing water in the pool. “Even after cloud.”
Oh, shit.
“Fuck.” My orgasm ripples through me, clawing at my throat, choking me. “It hurts. So good. But it hurts.”
I’m fighting to breathe as Marcus closes his lips on my clit again, prolonging the pleasure. Tears cascade down my cheeks.
That first orgasm of the day is always the best. Always the worst too, with how intense it is.
“We’re going to play.” He grips my thighs, bruising me. Owning me. “Before we do, I feel like there’s something you’re hiding from me. You’re going to tell me what it is.”
“W-what?” The aftershocks of my orgasm make it hard for me to talk.
