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“Do it,” she panted, so turned on she thought she would die if he didn’t fuck her right now.
“Give me a moment,” he whispered.
She bucked beneath him, trying to begin the rhythm that would bring her the relief she needed.
“Behave,” he growled into her hair.
“Make me,” she challenged.
She wasn’t in the mood to be placated. The need to savor was gone. She was shaking like a junkie in need of a fix. She needed him to finish the ritual so she could start anew. She needed to be fucked raw, needed a climax that was so mind-blowing that she passed out. She couldn’t even get herself off anymore. It was unacceptable. This was it—the beginning of her new life, and Marcus was the key.
She grasped a handful of his slick hair, completely destroying his hairdo. She yanked his head down so their lips brushed as she spoke. “Fuck me hard.” He opened his mouth, and she bit his bottom lip. “Fuck. Now.”
For a moment, she wasn’t sure he would comply. She could feel him pulsing inside her. Her muscles feathered around him, and his jaw clenched. He closed his eyes for a moment before he leaned down and gave her a gentle kiss.
“Marcus?”
He planted his fists above her shoulders a moment before he thrust. She collided with his wrists, which were caging her in. She grabbed his forearms, which felt like heated steel and braced herself, her mouth watering in anticipation.
Marcus fucked her. No finesse or fancy moves—it was fucking at its rawest and exactly what she needed. The slap of their flesh was loud and carnal, and she could feel ecstasy rushing toward her, but she needed more. She reached up and dragged his face down to hers. The taste of classy sin pushed her closer to the edge. Kissing wasn’t allowed in hookups, but she didn’t care about the rules. Marcus didn’t push her away, so she drank deep. He spread her legs wide as she kissed him. She bucked as sensation upon sensation crashed around her.
Nora let out a mewling cry.
Reality ripped her climax from her grasp. Some semblance of rationality penetrated her desperate, lust hazed brain. She was fucking in Nora’s nursery. She was the worst godmother in the world. She turned her face to the side, breaking their kiss.
“Nora,” she huffed.
“She’ll settle,” he said and didn’t budge. She shoved against his chest, and he went solid. “You said you wouldn’t stop this time.”
“It’s not me; it’s her.” She was proud that she could string a coherent sentence together when her body was begging for release.
Marcus sat back on his heels, suit jacket and shirt spread wide, revealing a delectable body gleaming with sweat. She rolled on her hands and knees, then paused when his hand pressed on her lower back, keeping her in place.
“Marcus!”
She tried to scoot forward, but he gripped her hips and yanked her backward and tried to slip his cock inside her. She straightened and tried to get to her feet, but he wrapped his arms around her, keeping her on her knees. His hands slid beneath her oversized sweater. He stroked her quivering belly before one hand skated up her chest, and the other went to her pussy. He pressed two fingers against her clit, and she grabbed his wrist in a desperate bid for sanity.
“We can’t—” She gasped and jerked as he squeezed her nipple, sending a thunderbolt of lust to her pussy.
“No backing out,” he growled in her ear. “You promised.”
“But she—”
His fingers slipped into her pussy. She gasped and tried to stand, but he wouldn’t let her. His hand left her breast and collared her throat. It felt so good that she couldn’t resist rocking against his wicked fingers.
“We’re finishing this time.”
“But Nora ...” she began before his hand clamped over her mouth.
“She’s fine. Look.”
It was hard to focus on anything when her body was shaking with need, but she saw Nora in her crib, and she was silent once again. Still. They couldn’t fuck in front of Nora. It was wrong—
Marcus maneuvered her so she was on all fours. Her heart leaped into her throat. Who knew he had a caveman lurking beneath the slick businessman façade? He reverently ran his hands down the length of her spine, and she arched into his touch like a cat in heat. Her body was on fire, and she was lightheaded with desire. He gripped her ass and kneaded again before he pressed his head against her entrance.
She rocked back to take his dick. He hissed and slapped her ass. The sting felt great. She laughed and rotated her hips. A hand clenched in her hair and tugged as he draped himself over her. One hand gripped her breast as he bit her ear.
“Ready?”
