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I claw at his back, biting my lip as he buries himself deep inside me.

“Fuck, you feel incredible.” His breath is hot against my neck as he grunts, and my pussy clenches around his length at the sound.

The muscles in his back tense as he holds himself above me, devouring me with his eyes.

“Please.” I try to grind my hips, desperate for him to move.

But Marco only pulls back, sliding his cock out of me entirely.

A strangled sob escapes me at the emptiness.

But then he’s thrusting his hips and filling me once again, only this time, it’s even deeper.

“Yes!”

Marco braces one hand on the back of the couch as he lifts his torso, the other gripping my ass as he continues to thrust his hips.

He moves my right leg to his shoulder. “Fuck, yes.”

My body is completely limp with pleasure as he fucks me so deep.

It’s all I can do to keep my eyes open to admire his powerful body as he moves.

He looks down at me, at my bare breasts that bounce with each thrust of his hips. “So beautiful.”

I pant as I reach down between my thighs to start rubbing my clit.

“Clara,” he moans as his eyes focus on my hand between us.

“Don’t stop.” I apply more pressure to my clit.

He increases his pace so that it’s almost punishing.

My back arches off the couch as his cock grazes that sensitive spot inside my pussy that has me seeing stars.

“Come with me, Clara.”

I rub my clit faster as my release starts to build.

Marco’s brows are pulled together, a pained expression on his face, as he looks down to where our bodies are joined.

He grits his teeth. “Fuck, I’m coming.”

My mouth parts in a silent cry as Marco shudders, and then we’re both falling over the edge.

I arch off the couch, and Marco wraps an arm around my waist, holding me against his chest as he spills inside me.

“That’s it, Clara, take it all.”

My pussy pulses around his cock, eager for every last drop he can give me.

“Marco…” I cling to him, needing to feel him close.

“I’ve got you.”

My body continues to shake with the force of my release.

Only when we’re both gasping for air does Marco slide himself free.