Page 19 of Marco's Girl

“Marco.” Head thrown back, she gasps my name, the sound of it sexier than anything I’ve ever heard.

When she comes back down, her body going soft and relaxed again, I lick her one more time, then slide her into the water with me.

“That was--” She takes in a gulp of air as I spread her legs and push my hard length against her.

Her eyes roll, and she clutches my shoulders.

“When you’re ready, babydoll.” I thrust my hips. “When you’re ready, I’ll give you every inch of this. Over and over again until you beg me to stop making you come.” I nip her ear. “But I won’t stop. Not until I’ve taken every bit of pleasure you have and swallowed it down.”

Her hips rock with me, her eyes locked with mine. “I think I’m rea--”

One of the back doors opens, and Sophia calls, “Dinner!”