He inserted a third finger. Yuri resented it at first, but her flexibility made him thirsty for more.
"Fuck, that's good enough," he mumbled. You've had a lifetime to use your fingers. I wasn't going to let you come like you've done with everyone.
He withdrew his hand and reached up to remove his pants. He took a few condoms out of the drawer and threw them on the bed. When he came back to her, Yuri was sitting up, sweaty, red, and hyperventilating. He grew up like a kid with the face he made when he saw him naked.
“ Don't lie down. I'll teach you what the real missionary is another time.
He cupped his erection with one hand and stroked it to the base, checking to see that she licked her lips. He had to reserve a curse word.
"You don't have the faintest idea how sexy you are, do you?"
“S”sorry, but I'm not the one standing there like I'm God.
Marc settled back on the bed, sitting up, and brought her towards
Except that she had a pending conversation with Caleb and intended to do it in person. At the latest on Monday. And he also had to inform Otto. Knowing her, she'd be staring at the phone with her fingers crossed, whimpering with the need to know the gossip now. He would even have stayed up all night for the occasion.She could deliver her morning monologue under her breath in front of Marc, but she wasn't going to talk to Otto with him coiled up, so she'd have to resort to the movie trick. He carefully got rid of his arm and quickly replaced his body with one of the XL”sized cushions at his feet. Marc frowned as he wrapped up the feathers. It didn't relax him, but he stayed asleep. Hell, there was no one to fool that man.Yuri flitted around the room looking for something to wear. They had shared some intimacy, but she didn't know if it was enough to allow herself to walk around her house with her lolas in the air. Marc didn't have a shirt in sight, and
Marc pushed her hands out of the way and forced her to press herself closer against the mirror. He pinned her wrists against her back himself without stopping the breakneck pace.Punished. I was grounded.“You like it like that? he gasped, eating her red ear. Like?"Yes, yes, yes... Treat me badly.""Do you want me to fuck you dirty?""Yes," she sobbed. He had a hard time vocalizing with his jaw crushed. A tear fell from the eye he couldn't see. I want... I want it all. Use me as if I were your slave.She was not aware of Marc's closing eyes, but she was aware of the nature of a new, deep penetration.“Everything and more. I will not stop until I erase the limit between you and me. scream for meIt was not difficult for her to please him. She cried out as he grabbed her hips and pulled her away from the mirror. Yuri's fingers drew three perfect lines as she tried not to lose the axis. She didn't lose it: he supporte
"Well, I seem to be bad at keeping women happy after sex." Yuri didn't hear him. His perplexity knew no bounds. "Did you blush?!" Marc looked away like an embarrassed child. He managed to turn that shyness into ease, staring at the ceiling. He needed to whistle. "You've blushed," she insisted, moving closer as if instead of red cheeks, she had found the illuminati third eye . A smile touched her lips, so sweet they both tasted the sugar. what cutie He turned to her with lowered lids. “ Don't steal my sentences. "Well, don't steal my involuntary physical reactions from me." “I have not done it. It must have been an illusion. "Of course I was very excited," she said, proud of her discovery. He took him by the face so that he would look at him. How can you be ashamed of being so cute? “Tender? he repeated with a trace of laughter. Humor danced in his eyes. Nothing of that. I
“Ah, that... I didn't drink because of you, I was partly curious. In the end it catches your attention when you see that everyone is doing it, and just to try... Although I would have preferred to smoke a joint. They say it's relaxing and that's what I needed. He raised his eyebrows. “Really? "It wouldn't be that bad, would it?" “I ask. She smoothed the wrinkles out of the sheet, so comfortable with her nakedness that Marc thought of mermaids. For smoking a joint once in my life I'm not going to die. If doctors even recommend it when you're sick. He pictured her raising a cigarette to her lips and taking a drag. He also imagined her dressed and coiffed like the women of Charleston in the twenties, but that was just decoration and whim: what hardened him was envisioning her as the bad girl at the door of a joint waiting for someone to brighten his day. . hmm ... “I don't want to be the one to encourage you to try it, but if curiosity k
"How do you know that?" Are you spying on me now? "Well, I did spy when you shot out of here to chase her, and you had a big fight in the middle of the street." Hugo and I would have gotten popcorn if we weren't on a diet, but in this case I know from third parties. "What third parties?" "If I remember correctly, the chain began with... Oh, yes." Jesse. It seems that he was coming down from your house when he ran into Miss Japan in the elevator, around the wee hours of the night, somewhat drunk and wearing a very suspicious raincoat. “Jesse told Ronnie, the guy who cleans at Moore Law, who's the one fucking this Ophelia now. This Ophelia has a younger sister, also working at the firm... Gina, I think. Gina is very close to Kara, a bitch like you can't imagine, who took it upon herself to tell Samudio about it. You know Samudio, right? He's the one we have in there to pass on information to us. The thing is... Wow. I never imagined that the sa
As soon as he heard his name, Marc looked at Nick, who was pale. She tensed and faced Jesse with a bellicose attitude, forgetting that she had company. "Why would that bastard call me?" Jesse didn't reply right away. He walked in and made a gesture to Nick that meant come in if you want. She agreed, not quite sure. With a couple of sentences, his brother dispatched Hugo, the last one Marc cared about when he saw Jesse run a nervous hand through his hair as he addressed him. "Clearly you don't know." I can't believe he didn't even bother to call you. I doubt he has my number. And it's smart of you not to try, it means you know it would be a waste of time. “Marc, let him talk,” Nick interrupted. He crossed his arms. “What happens? Jesse licked his lips and walked over to his younger brother, arms outstretched. The hug caught him so off guard that he couldn't pull away in time. "It's been half an hour since Marlon
Had something bad happened? Or not necessarily bad for him, but for her. For them. Yuri leaned her back against the wall and waited for a few minutes. Maybe he was still working. I should call. Or no, she didn't want to look desperate either... But it was normal to worry, right? When one was with someone and the other didn't show up, it was understood that something had happened. He clicked on his name. She was holding her phone to her ear about fifteen minutes after arriving when she heard the echo of heavy footsteps down the stairs. A rare smile crossed his lips. What kind of freak would walk up to the top floor of a skyscraper...? The answer left her stunned. The first thing he happened to see was her blonde hair. Then a half”unbuttoned shirt, an unknotted tie, and his jacket resting on his arm. Marc seemed defeated. Then he confirmed it, when he looked up from the ground and met her at first glance, as if he had reached for some kind of radar. His hair wa
Although she was afraid of that blinding hatred that veiled her face at that moment. “...remind him that I exist, that I am the living memory of what he did. In case there was some humanity in him and there was a chance that he felt a trace of regret. It wouldn't occur to me to smack him in the face, even if I wanted so badly. I would break it to Marlon. But him? And give him the pleasure of knowing that we are the same? Not. “The same? Why would you be the same? You don't look alike at all. “I've used my connections to break the law several times. “Yes? Have you used them to cover your flaws or your sordid stories? "No, not for that... “You've used them to investigate, Marc. And you haven't even done anything wrong with that information. Not good not bad. How can you say that you look alike? A pout escaped him. She managed to hold back her tears in time, but a tear escaped her and ran swiftly down her cheek. "Baby...do