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“Come for me again, Sutton, come on my cock!” It was a harsh demand and one that I was powerless to avoid.

My pussy clamped down hard on his length as I flew over the precipice to oblivion once again.

He was panting, his face tight with emotion as my pussy milked his cock harder than it had ever done before. Before I knew it, Mark was shouting my name and I felt the rush of cum filling the condom deep inside of me.

“Fuck, Sutton, that was incredible.” He kissed my forehead his, cock still half hard inside of me.

I clutched his back, pulling him back down so that I could feel his weight on top of me.

“What are you doing?” he asked with a bemused expression. “I am going to crush you.”

My words were soft, but he still heard them.

“I have to hold on tight. I’m going to need something to remember.”

He pulled back and looked me in the eye. “I am not going anywhere, Sutton.”

I nodded, but I didn’t really believe it was true. Anyone I had ever cared about had ended up leaving me. Mama and Ruth Ann died, Gabe was killed, and Max ended up being a liar. Some could argue that I still had Earl, but he and Martha had only ever taken from me. I knew that Earl held me in some affection. But it wasn’t until I saw my life through Mark and Candice’s eyes that I really could see how lonely I had become.

And it wasn’t something that I ever saw changing. If I only had Mark for a short time, I was going to do my damnedest to make the most of it.

Because the truth was that I life had a way of shitting on me, and I was waiting for the axe to fall.

Chapter Thirty-Five

Sutton

“Thank you for coming right away, Sutton. We are in such a pickle we don’t know what to do.”

Sitting in Alice and Reena’s crowded living room that smelt of mothballs and dust, I couldn’t help but wonder what was upsetting these two sweet older ladies. They were some of the few folks in town that had been kind to mebeforethey found out that I was rich.

Since returning to Otterville Falls with Mark, people have bent over backward to try and make up for a lifetime of insults and snubs. It was almost comical the way they fell all over themselves to try and put in a good word.

I wasn’t stupid enough to believe that it was genuine. But Alice and Reena, they had been some of the good ones. If they needed my help, I would see what I could do to make their lives a little easier.

“What’s going on? Is the bank giving you trouble?”

Alice looked stunned. “Why, no, this place has been paid off for years, Sugar.”

Reena gave me a knowing look. “Have those vultures been after your money?”

I blushed. “Just a few.”

I had been hit up by at least half the town with stories so tragically heartbreaking that I wanted to do something about it. Mark, on the other hand, was ruthless with these individuals.

“How many of them came to help you when your mama passed, Sutton?”

There was one answer to that: Ruth Ann was the only one that stepped forward. I think Alice and Reena would if they had anything, but I knew they lived on a fixed income. So, that was why I just assumed they needed monetary backing.

“If it isn’t money, what is it?”

“We’re in love,” Alice said hopelessly.

I had often thought that the ladies shared a rather close bond, so this didn’t come as a surprise to me.

I beamed. “Congratulations! I am happy for you both!”

Alice blinked. “Not with each other. I mean, I love Reena, but I am not in love with her.”

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