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Emma
My mind is still filled with wool, my thoughts tangled from post-s*x endorphins as I stare at my legs, where Marcus’s semen is slowly sliding down the front of my left thigh, mixing with the water streaming over me. I feel like I’ve somehow landed in a p**n flick—a particularly long, involved one, with the hottest actor I’ve ever seen.
Marcus came on me.
On my leg.
While I watched him.
It was so dirty—and so unbelievably hot. Just like the s*x dreams I’ve been having, only better, because this was my fourth o****m. Fourth. I’ve never come four times in a row, not even with my vibrator. And I was right about his tongue being crazy skilled. God, is it skilled. The way he attacked my c**t—
“You okay?” he murmurs, and I blink, flushing as I look up.
“What?”
“You okay?” he repe
