Page 24 of His Starr Player

I shook my head. “Marcus please. You’re such a horn ball. People are going to think all we do is fuck.”

“Nah. We do a lot more. We bond. We play. We push each other to grow. The sex be a bonus.”

I licked my lips. “Yummy. Can we make love tonight?”

“Fa shit sho. I actually rented a cabin. We’ll ride the four wheelers up to the path. I’ll be damned if we getanymud in my damn car.”

“Oh, I knew that. Anyway, let’s get cleaned up so I can lick you from head to toe.”

“Come on.”

“I still don’t feel all the way clean,” I complained as I drank the wine in my cup. We’d showered and eaten a lovely dinner of lamb chops, mashed potatoes, and asparagus. The wine was strong as hell. It was almost thirty percent alcohol in the bottle, but it tasted like juice, a dangerous combination. We were both two cups in, and I could feel the lust grow with each glance we shared.

“You showered for like forty minutes. You’re clean.”

“I think maybe you should wash me this time. Foreplay?”

His smile was big and mischievous. “I’ll wash you.”

“Well, when you look like that, I start to think you have ulterior motives.”

“Nah, all of my intentions are pure, baby. I’ll wash you really good and make love to you. I’ll slow stroke you and tell you how much I love you until you’re quaking in my arms. Then?—”

“Marcus, please. My pussy is throbbing already. Don’t do this to me.”

“I want to do this to you, baby. I want to watch you unravel all over my dick. I want to watch the moment you reach your peak and your soul leaves your body.”

I fanned myself with my hand as I downed the rest of my wine. “You’re going to drive me crazy.”

“Crazy in love?”

“Something like that.”

He laughed. “I think the wine has me a little filthier than I planned to be. It doesn’t help you’re absolutely breathtaking.”

“I’m literally bare faced, in nothing but my robe and panties.”

“The simplest form is the sexiest to me. Yeah, you’re beautiful with makeup on, but your unfiltered beauty is my favorite.”

“Thank you.” I bit down on my bottom lip and looked away.

“Don’t do that.”

“Your gaze is intense right now, baby. I can’t look at you without blushing.”

He reached his hand out for me to grasp. I locked our fingers as his brown eyes looked me over.

“You asked me to make love to you, so come on over here and let me get started.”

“They’re going to burn this cabin to the ground when we leave. It’s about to get filthy.”

“I love that for us.” He tucked his bottom lip between his teeth and motioned for me to come sit on his lap. I obliged. The sweatpants he wore left little space between me and his growing erection.

“You’re not going to make it through another shower.”

“Who ain’t?”

“You and him.” I rubbed his dick through his sweatpants.

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