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My fingers slid into his thick hair, loving the way that he felt against my skin. Mark played with my breasts, giving me little love bites on the globes and sucking hard on the aroused nipples. He tugged at them with his teeth and I knew that my core was soaking wet. I was more than ready for him.

“I want you so bad, Sutton,” he growled against my breast. “I want you every time I smell that sweet perfume of yours. Or when I catch a glimpse of you out of the corner of my eye at the office. I have pictured fucking you on my desk, the conference room table, shoved over the edge of your desk. Shit, I can barely walk around the building without getting a hard-on.”

“I want you too.” The words slipped out, but I found that I wasn’t sad that I said them. I did want him—desperately so.

He hooked his thumbs into the edges of my yoga pants and yanked them down my legs and off my feet. I didn’t look to where he threw them. My eyes were glued to his.

Mark’s eyes blazed with lust as he took in my baby blue lace panties.

“Sutton, are you trying to kill me?” he rasped, bringing his face down to my stomach and placing more wet kisses.

I couldn’t even comment on my food baby, I was so wrapped up in him. As Mark tugged on the delicate lace of my underwear, I knew that come hell or high water I was going to know what it felt like to have this man inside of me.

He placed a kiss on my hip and eased the fabric down, repeating the gesture on the other side. My panties went flying to meet my yoga pants and Mark was literally staring at my bare pussy. I usually shaved to keep nice and neat, but when Nico and I had our spa day he had convinced me to go with the Brazilian. I had found that I liked it and decided to keep it up.

It looked like Mark approved of that decision. His fingers traced my pussy and came away glistening with my arousal. He brought his fingers to his nose and smelled me, his eyes rolling back as he muttered something like, ‘so fucking sweet.’

My thighs parted on their own accord. He smirked at me before sinking down and taking my hips into his hands. From the first touch of his tongue to my heated flesh I was a goner. The feel of his massive hands cupping my ass, his whiskered chin grazing my delicate skin, and his wet hot mouth devouring me was almost more than I could take.

The sounds coming from my mouth were inhuman. I clutched at his hair, pulling him in tighter, begging him with nonsense words as I climbed higher and higher toward a release of epic proportions. Nothing in my past experience could have ever prepared me for what it was like to be intimate with Mark.

He flashed those steel gray eyes at me and caught my gaze. It was so fucking sexy to see his mouth on my pussy. He growled against my skin and sucked hard on my clit, I gasped as the sensations shoved me over the cliff.

My body spasmed and I clutched my breasts, gasping as wave after wave rushed over me. I couldn’t catch my breath and suddenly he was at it again.

“It’s too much,” I cried out, but Mark was relentless. His tongue thrusting, licking and biting at my delicate folds.

His finger entered me, and I bucked beneath him. He played me like a finely tuned instrument and my body went right along with it. As one finger became two, he pumped them into me, preparing me for what was coming next.

“Come for me, Sutton,” he groaned as my pussy clenched his fingers. “Come on, baby, come!”

And like the good girl that I was, I shattered once again.

Chapter Twenty-One

Mark

I had never been harder in my entire life. Sutton was the most gorgeous woman that I had ever seen. My body responded to her instinctively. I wanted to mark her, claim her so that everyone in this fucking world knew that she was mine. My feelings for Sutton threatened to consume me as I lifted her languid body so that she was on her hands and knees.

I ripped open a condom and rolled it on, half wishing that it wasn’t necessary. That alone was so characteristically unlike me that it gave me pause. I needed to lock my heart away from this girl. As it was, she already consumed my nights and most of my days.

She let out the softest purr when I rubbed my cock against her clit. I loved the look of her perfect ass on display for me. I had to grab it and squeeze it. More moans began to erupt from her throat, and right then and there I made it my mission to hear those sounds again.

My hands were shaking so badly with the need I had for her. I wanted to go slowly, savor every second, but I couldn’t. Grabbing her hips, I thrust inside of her. Immediately her warm wet channel had me like a vise and I wanted to blow my load.

What was it about this woman? Why did she always have me on the edge of insanity?

I pulled back and thrust again, loving the way that she cried out my name.

“Mark,” she panted. “Oh, oh, ah, Mark!”

I leaned down and feathered kisses on the back of her neck. I loved the taste and smell of Sutton. Nico had been able to dress her like a corporate shark, but she still smelled of flowers and innocence. It was the same scent that she wore the first night we stayed together in that horrible trailer of hers.

I was thankful she hadn’t changed her perfume. My hand slipped around and grabbed one of her perfect tits. I loved the gasp and moan as I tweaked the already hardened point. My hips took up a fast pace, slamming inside of her so hard that you could hear each distinct slap as I rode her.

My hands moved to her ass. “I am going to fuck this someday.”

She moaned again when I smacked her tight butt cheek and my handprint began to raise up on her tender skin.

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