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“Yes, Chief,” I snarked.
Once I was in position, Marco got on the bed behind me. I heard the click of the lube bottle being opened and felt the cool liquid as he drizzled it onto my hole. He circled my rim with one thick finger before slowly pushing in. “Yes,” I hissed. “Just like that.”
He followed with a second finger and then a third, twisting them until they brushed my prostate. My back arched as pleasure zinged through my body. “Yes. Right there.” I panted and pushed back against his fingers. “I need you in me. Now.”
Marco pulled his fingers out and slapped my ass again. “Behave.”
I groaned. “I don’t want to.”
Marco chuckled. “Such a brat.”
“Still not calling you Daddy.”
“I fucking hope not.”
I heard the crinkle of the foil wrapper and another click of the lube bottle before his blunt cockhead was pressed against my hole. I took a breath and pushed out, letting him slip in through the tight ring of muscle. “God, yes. Fill me up.”
Marco grabbed my hips and pushed in the rest of the way. He went still, letting me breathe through the burn. It always took a minute to get used to his fat cock. “Okay,” I said. “I’m good.”
His grip tightened as he pulled out to the tip and slammed back in. I cried out at the pleasure-pain. “That’s right, take it,” he growled. He set up a punishing rhythm, and I was there for it. He angled his cock toward my prostate every time he drove into me.
It didn’t take long for my orgasm to gather at the base of my spine. “Close,” I gasped.
I reached for my cock, but Marco got there before me. “I’ve got you,” he said, his voice deep and rumbly. He wrapped his hand around my aching dick, using my precum to ease the glide.
In a flash, I was there, my climax rocketing through me so fast it left me breathless. I threw my head back and cried out something incoherent. My cock pulsed in Marco’s hand and my arms turned to jelly. I collapsed face-first into the pillow while Marco continued to pound into me until his dick throbbed and the warmth of his cum filled the condom.
I was still gasping for air when he eased out of me and got off the bed. My heart twisted because I thought he would just get dressed and leave. But he returned a short while later, cleaning me with a warm washcloth.
I fell onto my side, trying to avoid the cooling puddle of cum beneath me. To my surprise, Marco got back on the bed and lay next to me. I instinctively snuggled into his warmth, stilling when I realized what I was doing. When he didn’t move or seem to mind, I turned to lay my head on his chest. “What a great way to end the year,” I said.
“Definitely,” he rumbled.
I traced the bone-frog tattoo over his heart, which reminded me of the tattoo he had down his left side. It looked like Japanese characters, and I wanted to know what it said. He twitched when I ran my finger down his side. “Oooh, ticklish. I’ll have to remember that,” I said.
Marco glared at me. “You do that and see what happens.”
I rolled my eyes. “All right, Mr. Grumpy Pants. But I have a question about this tattoo.”
To my surprise, Marco groaned and covered his eyes with his arm. “I don’t want to talk about it.”
I raised myself up on my elbow. “Why? What happened? What does it say?”
He clenched his jaw and muttered, “It says US Marines.”
I blinked, unsure if I’d heard correctly. “US Marines? Why? Did I miss something?”
“No,” he said glumly. “Our SEAL team was on a joint mission with a Marine special operations team. We were all going back and forth about which force was better: the Navy or the Marines. Anyway, we all got drunk one night while on leave, and the next morning, I woke up withthattattooed on me.”
I tried not to laugh. I really did because he looked so aggrieved. But I couldn’t help it. I started giggling and couldn’t stop. I covered my mouth to stifle myself, but it was no use. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I gasped for breath. I thought I saw Marco’s lips twitch, but I couldn’t be sure.
Finally, he grabbed me around the waist and pulled me on top of him. He positioned his fingers on either side of my ribs and said, “Go ahead, laugh it up.” Then he started ticklingme. That just made me laugh more, and I retaliated by digging my fingers into his side.
We finally stopped, both of us breathless and smiling. I folded my hands on his chest and propped my chin on them. “If you don’t have plans for tonight, we could get some takeout and watchNew Year’s Rockin’ Evetogether. What do you say?”
“That sounds really good.”
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