When he found himself back between her legs again, she wrapped them around his waist and drew him close. He slid his arms around her body and guided his cock into her waiting entrance. Next time, he’d fuck her raw, because he didn’t want any piece of plastic between them. He wasn’t worried because the only man who’d be inside her from now on would be him.

Lila would fall asleep with his cock buried into her tight pussy and wake up the same way. Marco would take her whenever he wanted, whenever he pleased until she was knocked up with their kid.

That would truly ensure she’d be his forever.

Marco penetrated her, gritting his teeth as he went slow and steady. His breathing turned harsh as she let out a cry. Lila bit his shoulder as he slipped all the way in, buried himself hilt-deep in her cunt. She was so wet for him that it wasn’t much of an exertion.

“So fucking tight and perfect,” he whispered, running his fingers through her hair, gripping it while he rode her. He exposed her throat, the bite mark there, and kissed it.

Her breasts bounced and slapped against his chest. Lila dug her fingers into his biceps as he rode her faster, deeper. Their bodies collided again and again. Sweat coated their bodies. Marco’s balls drew tight against his body.

Each time they connected, Marco felt like he could almost slip past his skin and seep into hers, to touch her soul with his tainted one.

She gasped, arching her back as he found her sweet spot. Marco repeatedly hammered her, loved every pant and groan he managed to coax from her body.

“Marco, I’m close,” she said.

“Come for me, baby,” he ordered. He made sure he brushed against her clit every time he fucked her. His last thrust sent her over the edge of oblivion. She came undone all over his cock while he still rode her.

Marco pumped in and out of her a few more times before unloading his seed into the condom. She rested her forehead against his chest. He held her close until her breathing calmed down. He still didn’t pull his softening prick out of her. Not yet. Marco savored the sensation of being inside her for a few moments longer.

He slid his dick out and disposed of the condom. Marco brushed the curls away from her face and gave her a soft, gentle kiss that was unlike him. He’d always gone at every aspect of his life with full force, but with Lila, he wanted to show her he could also be gentle.

“Let’s take a bath,” he suggested after pulling away from the kiss.

Marco walked over to the bathtub and started filling it with warm water. Lila remained where she waited, seated on the counter. From this angle, he could see the bruises and bites left all over her body. His souvenirs. The marks of their passion. Marco smiled. She looked good like this, with her hair tousled, her smile lazy and contented, like a well-sated cat. Lila swung her legs back and forth against the counter.

Marco turned the water off and dipped two fingers in it. Perfect. He entered the tub first, sank down, and gestured toward her. “Come.”

“Will we both fit?” she asked, slipping out of the counter.

“We will.”

She joined him, positioning herself right between his legs, the curve of her back resting against his chest. Marco held her shoulders, placed her wet curls aside, and kissed the nape of her neck. He didn’t move yet, simply rested his head against her. The sweet scent of her. Not for the first time that night, he marveled how it was possible for an angel like her to land on his lap.

“I didn’t think sex could ever be like that. My last experience with my ex had been unmemorable.”

Thinking about the other men who came before him made him growl against her ear.They don’t matter, he reminded himself. Lila left them in the dust and represented the past. He was her future.

Marco slipped his hands lower to cup her breasts. She moaned against him as he massaged them, pinching the nipples after.

“These tits,” he began, moving his hands to the crevice between her legs. He fingered her cunt and she parted her thighs willingly for him as he explored and thumbed her pussy lips back and forth. “And this cunt, this body. They belong to me now. You understand?”

He pushed one finger in her tight heat and added two others. With the water all around them, he didn’t meet any resistance. Fuck, but Marco wanted to slip his dick inside her again. Make her addicted to him, to his cock. Lila must still be sore, so he held himself back.

He wouldn’t act like a beast, at least not tonight, but at the very least, she seemed to enjoy his attentions. Some of the women he’d been with complained he was too rough, too much in bed. Lila’s body reacted to him beautifully. She yielded to him like it was second nature, like she was created for it.

He bit her on the shoulder just as she came all over his hand.

“Repeat those words back to me,” he told her.

Color seeped into her neck. He bet her entire face was red.

“My breasts, my pussy, and this body belong to you,” she whispered. She sounded a little scared and yet thrilled at the same time.

“There’s no reason to be afraid of me. I’ll never hurt you. Never in a million years,” he told her.

“That’s not it.”


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