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"Are you ready to cum for me, beautiful?" he asks, his strokes quickening. “I want to feel you cum on my cock. I love the way your pussy grips my cock so tight when you’re cumming.”

"Please, Marcus," I beg, feeling that familiar pressure building up inside me. Even if we weren’t putting on a show for our neighbor, I’d be this loud—my entire body feels so electrically alive. "Make me cum again!"

"Then let it out, Lia," he urges, his thrusts becoming more powerful, hitting me deep, just right. "Scream for me."

"Fuck, yes!" I cry out, my orgasm washing over me in waves of ecstasy. "I'm cumming, Marcus! I'm cumming!"

"Me too, baby," he grunts, his release following in a heated spasm that makes me shut my eyes and relish the sensation of him, the man that I love, cumming inside me. As we lay tangled in each other's arms, spent and satisfied, a mix of contentment and anticipation floods through me. Marcus has awoken something within me, revealing a side of myself I never knew existed.

"Marcus, I need more," I gasp, my body still trembling from our previous escapades. He grins wickedly, understanding my insatiable desire. “Can you?”

His answer is to kiss me deeply, his hands wandering my body, caressing my tits, gripping my ass; inside me, I already feel him growing hard again.

“I can give you what you need, Lia. Get on top of me," he commands, lying back on the bed, his green eyes full of lust and anticipation.

“There’s something I want, first. I want to sit on your face again,” I say, recalling how powerful I felt on our first night together, as I sat on him and dominated him. I want that feeling again.

“Then take a fucking seat,” he says, tapping his cheek.

I straddle his face, feeling his warm breath on my sensitive skin. As Marcus' tongue teases and worships my pussy, I moan loudly, wanting our neighbor to know just how good this feels.

“Can you taste it, Marcus?” I moan. “Can you taste how wet I am? Can you taste your cum inside me?”

“I love it all, Lia,” he moans between lavishing licks. His tongue flicks expertly against me, driving me wild with ecstasy. Then his fingers grip my ass, slip closer to my asshole. One slips inside me, gently, and it’s like he’s flipped a switch, delivering a sensation I’ve never felt before.

I come alive.

Furiously alive, and beautifully break as an orgasm overcomes me.

"Marcus, I'm cumming. I fucking love how you tonguefuck my pussy. And your finger in my ass? Oh fuck, yes!" I scream as another orgasm washes over me, making my vision blur and my heart race.

“You like that? You like how I finger your tight asshole, Lia?”

“I want more. I want your cock in my ass. Hold still.”

Eager for more, I slide down Marcus' body, mounting him cowgirl style. Slowly, I lower my ass onto his cock. His cock slips inside me, filling me up completely. Marcus grips my hips, helping guide my movements as I ride him.

"Oh fuck, I love how your ass feels," he shouts. "Ride my cock, Lia. Take my cock deep up your tight ass."

I laugh at his enthusiasm, and moan louder. We continue our passionate dance, both determined to bring the other to the brink once more.

Both determined to make our neighbor regret ever banging on our wall.

Just as I feel my next climax approaching, the phone rings, the shrill sound pulling us out of our lustful haze.

“Ignore it,” I moan. “Keep fucking my ass.”

But just as the ringing ends, it begins again.

Damn it.

Reluctantly, I reach for the receiver.

"Hello?" I pant, trying to catch my breath.

"Uh, this is the front desk," a timid voice says on the other end. "We've received some noise complaints... Could you please try to keep it down?"

"Fuck," I mutter under my breath, glancing at Marcus, who smirks in response.

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