The Scoundrel's Lover

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Authors: Jess Michaels
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throat. Annabelle caught her breath. She had seen such things in naughty books over the years, but never in person. Now she stared, mouth agape, unable to look away even though she was now proving Marcus right in the most humiliating way possible.
    The couple continued to writhe together until the lady suddenly threw her head back and began to cry out, not in pain, but in pleasure. Her body quaked, grinding down over her lover until she collapsed against his body weakly.
    He sat up and gently shifted their position until he was behind her. His hard cock pressed to her entrance, and he grunted as he shoved forward, entering her slickness without any hesitation.
    Annabelle gripped her fists at her sides, trying not to feel the tingling pressure that worked its way through her body as she watched the couple join in erotic bliss. But when Marcus stepped behind her and his arms came around her, she nearly collapsed on the floor in a puddle of needy desire.
    He said nothing, just pushed her hair aside and began to suckle her neck as they watched the couple before them. The man was taking the woman with great passion now, driving into her as she screamed out pleasure with every thrust.
    Marcus’s hands covered her breasts, and Annabelle leaned back into him with a shuddering sigh. His fingers were like magic as he plucked her nipples through the thin fabric, jolting her with every magnificent stroke.
    Inside the room, the man on the bed let out a shout and withdrew, spurting his seed across his lady’s back before he flipped her over, collapsed against her, and they kissed deeply.
    Marcus reached forward and slid the window shut, putting them in darkness again. But he didn’t withdraw from her. Instead he turned her until her back pressed against the wall and leaned in, cupping her backside and lifting her into an erection that was far more impressive than the one possessed by the man she’d just watch claim his lover.
    She gasped, and Marcus caught the sound with his lips, kissing her deeply, tasting her like she was a fine wine and he was dying of thirst. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, holding tightly as he ground against her.
    His lips moved from hers, sliding across her jaw and her neck. She tilted her head for greater access as she whispered, “Marcus.”
    He froze, and in the darkness she heard his breath hitch. Then, unexpectedly, he set her back on her feet and took a long step away.
    “Marcus?” she whispered, watching his shadow in the dimness. “Did I—did I do something wrong?”
    “No.” He sounded like he was clenching his teeth. “Not at all, Annabelle. I only fear that if I don’t stop I’m going to do something that cannot be undone. And that you would likely regret.”
    She blinked. He meant he would take her. Claim her. And while there was a wild moment where she considered hurtling herself at him to force him to do just that, a tiny voice in her head told her that if she allowed it, her future would be over. No respectable man would want to marry her if she had surrendered herself to a scoundrel in the hallway of a sex club. And even though she could hide the truth for a while, she had read enough to know that she wouldn’t be able to pretend she was untouched on her wedding night.
    “Marcus,” she whispered.
    He held up a shadowy hand. “You should go, Annabelle. Leave now. I’ll be certain to keep a close eye on Crispin and protect him if he needs me to do so. But if you stay even a moment longer, I can’t guarantee I would be able to make the same promise to protect you. So go .”
    His voice lifted on the last word, the strain obvious. Annabelle turned and all but ran down the hall away from him. Away from the desire it seemed neither of them could control. Away from the heat in his voice that told her he was in danger of losing himself. And away from the need that made her body ache and her heart throb only for this man who could never be what she needed.
     

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