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“You are so fuckin’ fine,” Marcus said then licked his lips.
“You want me?” Adriana asked, in a voice that dripped sex with every word.
Adriana was on a serious mission. She was in heat and in serious need of release. The kind of release that would make her eyes roll up into the back of her head. She started making circles around Marcus’s nipples and then quickly flicked her tongue at one. She inched closer to him and put her leg in between his legs and his body shook.
“I do,” Marcus said as he took a finger to his lips, and then used the thick moistened finger to reach between her legs, zoning in on her clit. “You like that?” he asked as Adriana closed her eyes and started thrusting herself onto his hand. She was wet and ready. Marcus leaned over and eased his finger inside her. He teased her breasts slowly making circles around her nipples with his tongue.
As Adriana lay on the bed, Marcus reached between her legs and fingered her clit. Unable to find coherent words, Adriana had to do something with her hands. She quickly grabbed then massaged his length, and moaned her approval at what he was making her feel with his hands. Marcus gripped her thighs with both of his hands, and then situated her body in perfect position. He allowed his hands to roam along the length of her body, admiring the silky feel of her skin. Adriana slowly lowered his head closer to her.
“Take me, Marcus,” she moaned.
Marcus slid his tongue inside her and sucked her moist lips gently. Her clit grew harder as he licked her with the tip of his tongue. Adriana’s body began to quiver. “Ooooh!”
Adriana put a condom on him, got on top and rode him slowly. Grinding her hips and using her muscles until Marcus was so deep inside her that her body trembled again. “Ooooooh!”
Adriana rolled off of Marcus, breathing hard. He stood, stepped up behind her, and bent Adriana over, entering her slowly. She began moaning, squirming and winding her hips.
“Get this pussy, Marcus,” Adriana screamed, taking every inch of him inside her warmth.
When she didn’t think he could go any deeper, Marcus grabbed Adriana by the shoulders and thrust himself farther inside. Her pussy was so soft and wet, he couldn’t resist pounding on that ass furiously, enjoying the view of Adriana's near perfect ass.
“Your dick is so hard,” she said through clenched teeth. She could barely control her passion as she bucked her ass, pounding it against him. Her muscles locked and her head drifted back in ecstasy. “Ooooooooh,” she moaned again.
Adriana collapsed on the bed and Marcus lay next to her. She touched his face, and Marcus ran his hand over her soft skin. She rolled into his arms then kissed his lips. Shortly there after, she was a sleep, leaving Marcus rock hard, unsatisfied and thoroughly disgusted.
Marcus looked at Adriana as she slept. She was a beautiful woman at five feet eight inches tall, shoulder length hair, pecan tan and thick, but not fat by any stretch of the imagination. But what attracted him to her was her eyes. Marcus always had a thing for a woman’s eyes. Adriana’s eyes were very intense, and when she looked at him, her look was intensely sexual.
Marcus met Adriana earlier that evening at a cocktail party given by the Atlanta Chamber of Commerce. All night long, Adriana had been watching Marcus as he moved around the room, talking with the invited guests. Before the night was over, she had cornered him and struck up a conversation. It didn’t take long for the pair to connect.
They both agreed that the event was boring, and it was time to call it a night. Being the gentleman that he was; Marcus offered to walk Adriana to her car. They exchanged numbers and email addresses with a promise to stay in touch, after which the two shared their first kiss and ended up at his house.
Now the act was over, and Adriana had drifted into that place where thoroughly satisfied women go and was dead to the world. This wasn’t the first time Marcus had put a woman to sleep before he got his. In fact, he was used to it. Marcus was always the pleaser in his sexual encounters. There were only two exceptions to the rule: he married and divorced the first one, the other was Carmen Taylor.
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Panthea Daniels put down the book she was reading and sat patiently in her living room staring at the ceiling. Her bedroom was directly above her and Panthea could hear her husband, Scott getting ready to go out for the evening. It was the third night that week he had gone out, always returning well into the early hours of the morning. Panthea was no fool, she believed in her heart Scott was having an affair. She just couldn’t prove it—at least not yet. When she heard him coming down the steps, she got up.
“Where are you going?” Panthea asked. When he stopped to acknowledge her, Panthea blocked Scott’s path to the door.
“I have a meeting with a client,” he said quickly. “Just dinner, drinks and an endless amount of business talk. I won’t be gone long,” Scott said and then tried to go around Panthea, but she wasn’t having it. She stepped in front of him again.
