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His fist begins to pulse, breath shortening.

“Say it.”

“I need to be inside you.”

He motions toward the table.

Inked chest against the slats, I spread my feet.

A hand slaps my butt, hard enough to sting.

“Again,” I gasp, feeling the pain merge with pleasure.

Marco kisses it better, then rims me with his tongue.

My hand curls around the edge of a chair as he slides a finger inside me.

“Mmmm.”

“Relent,” he commands.

“I'm all yours,” I surrender.

A hungry dick teases the entrance.

Enough. Enough.

I can’t wait any longer.

“Just take me already,” I beg.

I feel the tip penetrate, easing its way in.

And then at last, that glorious cock.

“Ohhh, fuck yes…”

He thrusts into me, one hand against my back.

“Ahhh... ahhh…”

I let him fill me completely.

“Fuck me,” I plead, bracing myself for more.

And more is exactly what I get.

Marco reaches up to grab a handful of my hair.

That beautiful feral man, pounding me over and over.

I arch into him for a deeper hit.

Just when I think I can’t take it anymore, he leads me over to the rail.

His lips graze along my wrist, then my neck.

“I have a crush on your boss,” he flirts.