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Climbing back up him, I took his length into my mouth, loving the way that he growled and bucked under my touch. He sank his fingers into my hair and allowed me to play as I licked the broad mushroom head and then sucked him deep.

When I felt that he was right on the verge, I pulled off and straddled his hips. With aching awareness of our need, I slid his tip against my folds. It felt so fucking amazing, my eyes wanted to roll back in my head.

“Sutton,” he warned, and my pussy clenched as I slipped the tip into my heat.

His hands flew to my hips and I found myself being impaled on his length. I was so full, the feeling beyond amazing.

My fingers dug into his chest and I began to rock. Grinding my hips against his hard dick, I sat up and grabbed my breasts.

“Fuck, baby, yeah, touch yourself for me.” His voice was raw with need, and his hips had begun to thrust up, meeting my slow strokes.

I pinched and pulled at the swollen nubs, looking down and loving the sight of his cock buried deep inside of me.

“You are driving me crazy,” he groaned out.

But it wasn’t nearly as crazy as I felt at that moment. I wanted him deeper, needed him to push harder.

Mark must have known because I found myself being plucked off of him and flipped around with my ass in the air. He smacked one of my cheeks and I squealed as the stinging sensation burned and then settled into a nice warmth.

I wriggled my hips and he smacked the other side right before slamming inside of me. I screamed as he began to fuck me, no holds barred. It was primal and animalistic and perfect.

His massive cock slamming into me again and again, I could hear the slapping of our skin and feel the way his balls would smack my pussy. He reached around and began to rub tight circles on my clit. I screamed again when he wrapped my long dark hair around his fist and yanked my head back so that he could kiss me.

Suddenly, I was coming, and coming hard. My body convulsing as wave after glorious wave swept me into oblivion. He grunted and I felt his hot seed fill my core. Sweat dripped from his body and landed on my back. I was every bit as worked up as he was.

Slowly, he pulled out and blew out a harsh breath. “The sight of my cum leaking out of your pussy is fucking incredible.

I flipped around and spread my legs, allowing him to watch as I felt what he was talking about. I was still too sensitive on my clit. But I could stroke around it, and his face as I pleasured myself with his cum was so hot that I felt my desire begin to rise again.

“Fuck, baby, that is so sexy.”

His voice was pained, and his eyes were glued between my legs. I felt my hips lift as I played and teased my tender folds and then I started to rub my clit. It only took seconds before I was coming again. Staring into his eyes, my orgasm swept me under the tide.

He scooped me up, kissed my lips, and made for the door.

“Shit,” I cried out. “What about Candice?”

He froze for a moment and then shrugged. “I am not letting you go, and we need a shower.”

Thankfully, Candice had remained in her room, or she would have seen more of us than she ever might have wanted to.

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Mark

“You have to do something about that woman.” Knox ran his hand through his blonde hair. “She has been here nonstop asking what leads we have on Earl. I hope the old bastard never gets caught.”

Sutton frowned at her childhood friend, and I smothered a smile. I was inclined to agree with Knox. Not that how Earl had gone about things wasn’t completely shitty, because it was.

But Martha was a special piece of work, to be sure.

“Have there been any leads with Father Montgomery?” Sutton asked, blithely ignoring his request to get rid of Martha.

Knox leaned back in his chair. “Now, you know I can’t be giving you the details of a case.”

Sutton shot him a look before responding, “Bullshit, Knox. What is going on?”

Knox’s eyes darted over to the lobby where Candice had chosen to remain rather than come into the sheriff’s office. There was a story there, I just wasn’t sure what it was.

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