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“Smooth man,” Elara said, shaking her head with a smile. “Yeah, we are. Take me upstairs.”
Marcus grinned, that rare genuine smile that transformed his entire face. “As you wish, your royal highness.”
Before Elara could protest, he bent down and scooped her up in his arms like she weighed nothing. Like she was a paper bag instead of a full-grown woman.
“Oh my God,” Elara laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Marcus, put me down!”
“Not a chance.” He started walking toward the stairs, carrying her easily. “Besides, I’m carrying three people now. Got to get my workout in.”
“Stop!” Elara was giggling now, the tension from earlier completely dissolved. “That’s terrible.”
“It’s true though.”
He carried her all the way up the stairs and down the hallway to his bedroom. When they got inside, he kicked the door closed behind them and walked over to the bed, setting her down gently on the edge of
the mattress.
Then he knelt in front of her, his hands reaching for her feet.
“Must have been a long day, right?” he said, his thumbs pressing into her arch with just the right amount of
pressure.
“Oh God,” Elara whispered, closing her eyes and letting her head fall back. “That feels amazing.”
Marcus worked methodically, massaging the soreness out of her feet and ankles. His hands were warm and strong, finding all the tight spots and working them loose. The relief was immediate and overwhelming, making her entire body relax.
After a few minutes, his hands started moving higher. Up her calves, over her knees, along her thighs. The massage became something else, something more deliberate.
Elara opened her eyes, laughing nervously. “What are you doing?”
“I’m fulfilling my promise,” Marcus said, his voice dropping lower.
He leaned up and kissed her, his lips capturing hers in a way that made her breath catch. His hands went to her back, finding the zipper of her dress and pulling it down slowly. The sound of it seemed impossibly loud in the quiet room.
He stood, pulling her up with him, still kissing her as his hands pushed the dress down from her shoulders. It fell to her waist, revealing her breasts. She wasn’t wearing a bra, the dress hadn’t allowed for it. His eyes traveled over her, taking in every bit of her exposed skin like he was seeing for the first time.
He pushed the dress down further, past her hips, letting it fall on the floor at her feet. She stood there in just her panties now, a tiny scrap of lace that barely covered anything.
Marcus guided her to sit back on the bed, then continued kissing her. His mouth moved from her lips to
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her jaw, down her neck, across her collarbone. His hands came up to cup her breasts, and they filled his palms perfectly. He squeezed gently, his thumbs brushing over her nipples until they hardened under his touch.
Elara moaned, the sound escaping her throat unbidden. She pushed her head back, arching into his hands. “Suck them, daddy.”
Marcus didn’t need to be told twice. He bent down, taking one nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard, his tongue circling around the sensitive flesh, applying pressure that bordered on pain but felt incredible.
Elara ran her fingers through his hair, grabbing it and pulling him closer. “Yes, like that. Don’t stop.”
He switched to the other breast, and this time he used his teeth. A soft bite at first, testing.
“Harder,” Elara gasped. “Please, harder.”
He bit down, and she cried out, the sensation shooting straight between her legs.
Marcus stood then, pulling her up with him. They were face to face now, his hands on her waist, hers reaching for his belt. She kissed him while her fingers worked at his trousers, finding the button and zipper. Her hand slipped inside, wrapping around his dick through his boxer briefs. He was already hard, thick and hot in her palm.
She stroked him slowly, feeling him pulse against her hand.
He groaned into her mouth, then broke the kiss to switch back to her breasts. This time he bit harder, leaving marks on her skin.
Elara pushed him suddenly, using her body weight to knock him off balance. He fell back onto the bed, landing on his back with a surprised laugh.
“What are you-”
“Shh,” Elara said, smiling. “Just watch.”
Marcus propped himself up on his elbows, his eyes tracking her every movement. She stood at the edge of the bed, hooking her fingers into the waistband of her panties.
She pulled them down slowly, seductively, never breaking eye contact with him. The lace dragged across her hips, then her thighs, revealing inch by inch of smooth skin. She turned around as she pushed them lower, bending at the waist to step out of them completely.
The position gave him a full show. Her ass came into view, round and perfect. Her pussy lips peeked out from between her thighs, swollen and dripping.
Marcus’s breath caught audibly.
Elara straightened and turned back around, walking toward him with deliberate slowness. Each step was measured, confident, her hips swaying slightly. She looked like a sin incarnate, and she knew it.
When she reached the bed, she pushed at his chest with both hands. “Lay down.”
Marcus obeyed, letting himself fall back against the mattress.
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Elara climbed onto the bed, straddling him. His dick was pressing hard against his trousers now, straining against the fabric. She positioned herself right over it and ground down, rubbing her wet pussy against the front of his pants.
“Feel that?” she whispered, rolling her hips. “That’s for you, daddy.”
Marcus groaned, his hands shooting to her ass. He grabbed both checks, spreading them wider, his fingers digging into her flesh.
Elara leaned down and kissed him again. Full on the mouth, tongue pushing past his lips, hungry and demanding. He kissed her back with equal fervor, one hand moving from her ass to the back of her neck, holding her in place.
She broke the kiss suddenly, breathing hard. Their faces were inches apart, both of them panting, the sexual tension so thick it was almost suffocating.
Elara’s voice came out husky, commanding.
“Take off your clothes.”
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