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happenstohaveaveryniceass.”
    Igiggleandwiggleonhislap,hegroansandthrustshishipsup, pressinghiscockharderagainstme.
    “Marcus?”
    “Hmmmm.”
    “Canwejusthavesex,righthere,rightnow,justlikethis?”
    “Baby,youshouldn’tevenhavetoask.”
    Hemovesmeoffhislapamoment,andunbuckleshispants,pulling themdown.Whenhe’sreleasedthatgorgeouscock,hepullsmeback ontohislapandpresseshisbackagainsttheheadboard.Themoment turnsfromerotic,tobeautiful,inamatterofseconds.Marcuslooksinto myeyesandgripsmyfaceashegentlylowersmybodydownoverhis cock.Hislipsfindmineandhekissesmesosoftly,myheartachesfor moreofhim,eventhoughI’msurroundedinhim.Heslowlyteasesmy tonguewithhisashefillsmewithhiscock.
    Heletsmetakecontrol,letsmerockmyhipsandrotatethemhowI seefit.Hislittlemoansofpleasureeverynowandthentellmehe’s enjoyingit.He’sbeingsogentlewithme,it’sthegentlestI’veeverseen Marcus.He’sstrokingmycheeks,myhair,mylips.He’skissingme.
    He’srunninghishandsovermybody.He’s…makinglovetome.The realityofthathasmyfirstorgasmtearingthroughmybodyinamad, pleasurablerush.IwhimperhisnameasIletmyheadfallbackandhis lipsglideupmyneckwhilehiscockpullseverylastshudderfromme.
    “Tellmeyouwantmetocome,”herasps.“Tellme,Sierra.”
    Control,he’sgivingmecontrol.Thiswholelovemakingsession, he’sgivenmecontrol.He’sshowingmeIcantrusthim,he’sshowingme thatitdoesn’tmattertohim,solongasI’mwithhim.Inthatmoment,I realizethatMarcusHarrison,hasbecomemylife.
    “Comeforme,baby,”Iwhisperintohisear,tanglingmyfingersinto histhick,darkhair.
    Hedoes,withadeep,gutturalmoan,thathasmybodybreakingout intoshiversthatstartfrommyheadandtraveldowntomytoes.Ifeelhis cockpulsingashefillsmewithhispleasure.Hisfingersclutchmyhips andhisbicepsstrainasheletseverylastspurtreleaseintome.Iburymy headintohisneckandwestaylikethatforlongmoments,untilour breathingcalmsandourbodiesbeginfeelingslightlynormalagain.
    “Thankyou,”Iwhisperintohisneck.
    “Sleep,sweetheart.Youneedit.”
    Helaysmedown,andIfeelhiscockslidefrommydepths.Hepulls thesheetsbackandpullsthemupoverme,beforeleaningdownand brushinghislipsacrossmine.
    “Youwon’tsleepwithme?”Isay,feelingmyeyesstingwiththe needtoclose
    “Ihaveworktodo,I’llbeherethough.Iwon’tleaveyou.”
    Itouchhisface.“We’reok,right?”
    Hesmilesandnods.“We’reok,baby.”
    Iwatchhimasheleavestheroom,hisperfectassonfullviewfora fewdeliciousmoments.Whenhe’sgone,Ifindmyselfsmilingforthe firsttimeindays.Maybe,justmaybe,wehaveachanceofmakingthis work.

CHAPTER5
MARCUS

    Fuck,Ifeellikeajerk.Itiedherupknowingfullwellshehadn’t thoughtitthrough.Worse,Ishouldhavetakenitslowly.Ishouldknow thisbynow.Myjudgmentiscloudedatthemomentandit’sstartingto show.WhenIseeherdriftoff,Iwalkoutoftheroomsilentlyandinto myhomeoffice.Iswitchonmylaptop,pullonapairofsilkpantsandsit down.Ican’tthink,Icertainlycan’tsleep,soworkistheonlyoptionI have.IknowI’vebeenfallingbehind.I’vegotaconferenceintwoweeks andIhaven’ttoldSierraI’mgoingtobeawayforafullweek.Ipower throughmyemailsandrespondandsuperspeed,ItakeafewcallsandI organizemeetingsaroundmyschedule.IamworkingasmyownPAat themoment,theoneIhaveisnotasquickasSierra.
    Besides,it’snighttime.Ican’texpecthertobeawakeand respondingtothesethingsnow.IfindthelastemailfromherandIre-arrangesomemeetingsinaccordancetowhatshe’stoldmeintheemail.
    Candiceisyoung,prettyandhasabrightfutureaheadofher.She’sa timidlittlething,andworksveryquietlymostdays.She’seasyenoughto workwith,sheneverbacktalksandshenevercausesaproblem.She’s almostmissingthatspunkthatmadeSierrasoperfectforthejob.Irun myhandsthroughmyhairandthinkaboutthegirlsleepinginthenext room.Christshe’sgorgeous,ineveryway.Evenaftershefreakedout, shestillwantedme.Ilethertakefullcontrol,knowingforthatmoment, sheneededit.Itfeltgoodtoo,farbetterthanIeverwouldhaveimagined.
    ItrustSierra,anditmakesmewonderifpartofmeevertrustedChayne, becauseIneverletherhaveanycontrol.Maybethatwasmyproblem.
    MyphonebuzzesbesidemeandIlookdowntoseeit’sCandice.I