Page 80 of The Marine

Because I am marrying this woman.

And soon.

I will not let her get away again.

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IT’S AFTER MIDNIGHTand we’re standing in the shower. My cock is embedded inside Briar and she’s almost comatose from making love to me.

I pull back and then gently push in again.

“Umhmmun.” She moans as I grin, my hand palmed on the shower wall above her and my head resting on hers.

Despite my high fitness level, I’m barely standing myself.

“I could fuck you constantly for a year and never get sick of it,” I say roughly.

“Okay.”

Submissive and totally fucked Briar is my favorite Briar. Or at least one of them.

I reach and cup her still clamped breast and she groans. She’s on the edge of an orgasm and I’m making her wait. She pushes back into my cock, and I hear the littleplease.

“You have a naughty cunt. A very naughty, needy cunt.” I rasp into her hair as I speed up my thrusts and drop my hand down to her clit. Slapping the clamp, she cries out and her neck arches.

There it is.

She tightens her pussy around my cock and both of us climax acutely.

“Fuck,” I cry out, tapping at the clamp to make it even better for her.

“Aidan, fuck, fuck, oh god. I can’t take any more.”

Good.

And she’s never going to leave either.

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