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No. Marcel won’t use his anger to lash out at me. But he’ll use it to make me never forget.
That he is my man.
That I have truly fucked up and crossed a very dangerous line.
And I’d better think long and hard before ever doing it again.
Despite the thick tension in the air, I grow wet with desire. And knowing.
Obedience. Power. Control.
For as long as Marcel wants it, I am willing to give it to him.
Until he has forgiven me…
He brings his drink to his lips, then takes one big gulp. He sets his glass down onto the table, and my mouth waters as he licks his tongue over his lips. I drink in the sight of him. Suddenly I want nothing more than to have my pussy where his tongue has been. Me melting on his tongue. Me coming all over his mouth.
The thought causes me to groan low.
“Can we please talk about this?”
“You slapped me,” he seethes.
“I know,” I whisper. “I’m—”
“You let some random piece of ass get you twisted outta pocket.”
“I know. I—”
He doesn’t let me finish. “Your ass is mine tonight, Marika.”
My toes curl in my heels. My pulse quickens. Heat flashes through my ass cheeks.
The message is clear. He is going to fuck me until my ass burns, until tears spring from my eyes, and I am begging him for forgiveness. He’s going to fuck me slow and deep until he drains me, wrings me out, and I pass out.
And then when I come to, he is going to fuck me endlessly all over again until I am losing my grip on my own sanity.
Knowing Marcel, if it is the last thing he does tonight, he is going to make me regret ever doubting him, ever questioning his love, ever second-guessing his commitment. Marcel is going to make me wish I’d never allowed jealousy and doubt to edge over me.
“I know,” I mutter, feeling my knees buckle.
When he stands, his long scrumptious dick is rock-hard.
And my panties are sticking to my folds, my sopping wet pussy quivering, my heated flesh quaking with need.
THIRTY-SEVEN
Marika
Sweet delight. Blood boiling, body on fire, I surrender to Marcel.
Give him what he’s demanded of me.
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bsp; Total submission.
Wicked need simmers as I give him complete control. Tonight there are no illusions. No smoke screens. Marcel is too pissed with me for me to toy with him.
