Page 78 of The Marine

“Sweetheart, fuck, slow down.”

Don’t slow down.

“Come down my throat, Aidan.” She licks and goes back to the job.

Are there four hotter words in existence for a man? No, there are not.

I palm the wall beside the shower and let out a loud and primal groan as my orgasm slams through my shaft and gushes out into her mouth. My other hand holds the back of her head, forcing her promise as big eyes lift to mine.

“Swallow.” I growl, raw need consuming me. “Swallow all of it.”

Her throat moves and I swear my orgasm has what feels like a second wind. I slide in and out of her throat until I know she needs to breathe.

Gasping, she collapses against my thick, roped thighs.

Jesus fucking hell.

If she needs to take out future frustrations on my dick like that, I’m all for it. When her heated eyes lift to mine, I know she’s not done.

Neither am I.

“Come here.” I reach for her and lead her back into the bedroom.

Fuck the shower.

We can rinse off later.

Briar glances around. “Why do you have such a fancy house?”

“I’m rich.” I reply honestly.

“Oh. Good for you.” Briar says. Her eyes return to mine.

We’re making small talk and it’s strange. Strange because we know each other and yet...don’t.

I hate it.

I hate that this is just another fuck, and she’s not opening up to me. That this could be about her husband, and she’s run to me for escape.

Not for love.

But I won’t stop. I will always give this woman what she needs. I will always take what she’s willing to give me.

Nudging her back against the bed, she plops down and then I lift her and move her farther up the bed. Then crouch and spread her open.

She’s glistening wet, swollen with need.

“This what you need?” I ask, licking down the length of her wet pussy.

God she tastes divine.

“Yes, oh god.” Her hips lift off the mattress and I hold her firmly with my hands.

“No, uh, uh, you are staying right here until I’ve finished eating this wet pussy.” I lick again, then circle her clit.

“Aidan, god.” She cries.

Sliding two fingers inside her, I watch as she cups her breasts. She was always sexual, but now she’s so much more confident.

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