Conflicted

Marley never planned on settling for one man until Markus came along. She traded late nights for quiet ones, taught her body to stay still when it used to reach. Months of keeping her hands to herself, until the day he walked back in. One look and the old itch flared hot between her legs. They didn’t speak long. Soon her mouth was full of his cock, tongue working under the head, tasting the sweat from the day. She dropped lower, sucked each heavy ball until spit ran down her chin, and moaned when he pulled her up by the hair. He bent her over the edge of the bed, spit on her asshole and pushed in slow, stretching her open. Every thrust slid deeper until his hips met her cheeks. Marley reached back, spread herself wider, and begged for more. He gave it. Fucked her ass until she shook, then pulled out and fed his cock straight from her hole to her mouth. She licked him clean, eyes glassy, and took him down her throat again. When he came, he stayed buried in her ass, pumping every drop deep. She stayed still, clenching around him, feeling it leak out as he softened inside her.