Page 127 of Marriage and Malice


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“I’m never going on another trip without you,” he says as he kisses his way down my neck.

I sit up enough to pull my shirt over my head.

Christian groans as he opens the front clasp of my bra and takes it out, tossing it to the side.

I lift my hips, and he shimmies the rest of the clothing down my legs.

“I’ve missed tasting you,” he says as he kisses his way back up my leg.

He sucks on my inner thigh as my back arches off the pile of blankets.

Christian smirks and flicks his tongue against my clit before pulling back.

He sheds his clothing, taking his sweet time before diving back between my legs.

“Fuck, that feels good,” I say, my voice breathy as I run my fingers through his hair. “Don’t stop.”

“Wouldn’t dream of stopping.” He slides his fingers into me, stretching my pussy as his tongue circles my clit.

My pussy clenches around him as he rocks his fingers harder and faster.

I pull on his hair as he sucks on my clit.

When he crooks his fingers and presses against the spot that drives me wild, I come hard and fast.

As he kisses his way back up my body, my legs are shaking.

His fingers keep thrusting as his mouth captures mine again.

Our tongues tangle as I slide my hands down his back, my nails digging into his skin.

“Fuck, I need to feel you wrapped around my cock,” he says as he replaces his fingers with his hardened length.

I moan and hook a leg around his hip as he enters me slowly.

With a quick thrust, he enters me fully and buries himself to the hilt as my pussy aches.

My nails rake down his back as he rocks his hips.

Christian’s hand slides under my thigh to lift it higher, changing the angle until he is thrusting deeper inside of me.

I hold onto him, lifting my hips and meeting him thrust for thrust.

His cock throbs as he sends me over the edge of another orgasm.

My pussy milks his cock as he comes, pulsating around him until he slumps to the blankets beside me.

“That was a pretty good practice round,” he says with a smirk. “I think I could spend the rest of my life practicing with you, Mrs. Herrera.”

I smile and roll into his side, nestling against him as the stars shine overhead.

“Well, that’s probably a good thing, Mr. Herrera, because I plan on spending the rest of my life with you.”

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CHRISTIAN

Zoe sits in the studio, strumming her guitar.

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