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“So do you, baby.” His hands were like iron at her hips as he sucked her nipple, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her womb.

She held tight to his shoulders, her nails digging into the muscled flesh as she rocked on him, hips churning harder and faster. He gripped her ass cheeks, thrusting up into her as she thrust down. Their gasps and groans and the slap of skin on skin echoed around the steamy room.

As they came explosively together, Samara threw back her head and clamped her thighs around his waist, keeping him so deep inside her that she could feel every hot spurt of cum filling her spasming pussy.

When the last drop of semen had been wrung from his cock, Marcus let out a long, shuddering groan and collapsed back against the wall, taking Samara with him.

She nuzzled into his neck as he held her close, trying to catch his breath. She was breathing hard too, her pussy still contracting around his shaft. They were both drenched in sweat, their bodies glued hotly together.

“Wow,” Samara finally managed to croak.

Marcus made a rough sound that was almost a chuckle. “Wow, indeed.”

She licked his neck, tasting the salt of his skin. “I think I’m gonna need another shower after that workout.”

“We both are.” He stroked her sweat-slick skin, his hands sliding down the curve of her back to squeeze her ass. “The shower can be our last stop.”

Samara grinned. “How many stops do you have planned?”

“I don’t know,” he drawled. “We’ve got a big house. The possibilities are endless.”

“Indeed.” Lifting her head from his shoulder, Samara smiled into his sexy, heavy-lidded eyes and purred, “So where to next, lover?”

“How about a refreshing dip in the pool?” he murmured, licking her bottom lip and then the top. “I turned the temperature down, so it should be nice and cool.”

“Perfect,” Samara whispered against his mouth. “Let’s go.”

“Yes, ma’am.” With their bodies still joined, Marcus rose with her in his arms and carried her out of the sauna to their next pleasure spot.