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"Most fucking gorgeous girl ever,” he groaned.
I glanced down the hall, and Clark wasstillstanding there for some reason. Obviously he hadn’t gotten the memo yet.
Ari turned me around, his hands gripping my ass as he once again slid his pierced dick through my sopping wet folds. The friction sent another tiny orgasm fluttering through my insides. I was much louder than I would usually be because I wanted Clark to know that Ari made me feel things that henevercould.
In the back of my mind, I was well aware that I'd lost it, that what I was doing was unnecessary. Cruel, actually.
But I wanted to give Ari what he always gave me. Complete and unrelenting devotion. I felt like this was my chance to prove I was all in, even if Ari was unaware of what I was doing.
His mouth claimed mine in a deep, hungry kiss, and I eagerly sucked on his tongue, whimpering with the need I had for his dick to be inside of me.
"Ari, please," I begged, loving the hot smile he gave me because he fucking loved when I begged for him.
"I've got you, baby," he promised. My eyes were heavy lidded as they ran over his flawless, muscled chest. Everything about him was designed to be my personal wet dream. I wanted to get on my knees to worship him. I glanced at Clark, frozen in place. I'd never had that desire with him.
Ari sucked on my neck, hard enough that he for sure was leaving a love spot. I loved when he marked me. I actually loved when he covered me with his cum too. Every day stoked the fires of both of our obsessions.
And it wasn't because I was drunk. Sober me felt like this as well. Like I couldn't get enough. Like I never would.
He rubbed his glistening head through my folds once more and then he plunged into me, sucking my tongue greedily and capturing the relieved whimpers that were streaming out of my mouth.
"Yes, so fucking good," he groaned as he slammed in and out of me. That ring, that fucking wedding ring embedded into the head of his dick, hit the entrance to my womb every time, sending small spikes of pain and pleasure shooting through me. Ari expertly angled his hips, hitting different places and making me scream.
"So perfect. I'll never get enough of this cunt, Blake. Mine."
An orgasm was building inside of me. Again. And I bit down into his chest, trying to stave it off because it felt so intense.
"Do it for me, sunshine. Choke my cock with your sweet pussy."
His dirty words sent me over the edge and I was coming, setting him off too. His thrusts became erratic, and he groaned loudly as his warm seed spilled into me.
"Fuck," he said, burying his face in my neck, like he always did. We stayed there, connected like that for a long minute, before I remembered that we’d had a visitor.
When I peered down the hall though, Clark was gone.
Sick satisfaction slid through my veins, like a sinuous poison. It felt so good to have Ari claim me like that.
I had a feeling that Clark wouldn't be back, that the message had successfully been sent.
Ari Lancaster had ruined me.
There was no room for anyone else. I didn’t want anyone else.
Ari pulled out and we both groaned, his fingers immediately going between my thighs, pushing the cum back in that had spilled out. He did that almost every time we had sex, like he couldn't bear for any ofhimto come out of me.
"I didn't know you were so into exhibitionism, sunshine," he murmured, and I froze, even as his fingers sank into me.
I stared up at him, afraid I'd see anger or maybe even disgust.
But all I saw was hot male satisfaction.
“I think you made the point quite nicely, Blake. And any time you want to fuck me to prove a point, I'm your man," he whispered.
I blushed and he growled as he bit down on my neck, before licking away the pain.
"Just as long as I'm your man all the other times too."
“Always,” I murmured.
