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and you blew the candles out, earned a sweet little peck on your lips from mark. you took the cake from his hands just to put it on the surface of the table and kissed him eagerly. he was clearly shocked by this sudden act but quickly responded to the kiss.

you were taking steps to your shared bedroom, he put his hands on your ass, toying with the soft meat.

"god, ruin me please," he panted like his whole life depends on it, "use me as you want baby, i feel you tensed up from the work, take your stress out of me." he layed down, pulled you on top of him, his cock built a tent in his grey sweatpants.

"can i really use you baby?"

"do whatever you want, you are the boss tonight darling."

you kissed his neck, his beautiful neck that tasted so sweet. "you taste so good baby." you whispered against his neck, between your licks.

you stripped your shirt from you, throwing it to the other side of the room, mark took a deep breath. "can i lick your tits?"

you chuckled at how pathetic he sounded. "my tits? they are yours markie." the second you finished your sentence, he flipped you under him, "baby doll, all for me right? all for my eyes and my eyes only," you flinched when his cold hands touched your skin that poured out of your bra, "oh my god, can i take everything off from you baby, please?" he whispered and you nodded.

you and mark had this sessions for a few times now, but it was all ordinary, nothing too spicy, but today you felt like mark was out of his mind. the way he's nearly begging you to use him, can't control himself is a new sight for you.

when he unhooked your plain black bra, a loud moan escaped from his mouth. hovered above you, he took his sweet time glancing you. "baby, you look amazing in your new age. i love you so much my sweetheart." whispering praises after praises isn't new to you, he always said these lovely words to you, but in this intimate moments you couldn't help but feel a little emotional at his words.

but it only took for 10 seconds to rather be horny than emotional. his experienced licks on your nip bud, the warmth, wetness and a little bit of his saliva on your left bud while his hand toyed with the right one was just perfect for you.

he was taking his time, nothing rushed or casual, moving here and there, biting the soft flesh that caused you to whine. "did that hurt baby?" his hoarse voice made your eyes opened, directly looking at his shining orbs but you answer his question with a smile ghosting your lips. "it felt so good mark."

this is not real you spoke to yourself. the words you heard must be your delusion, you must started to hear things too.

i don't want to loser, oh

i don't want to loser, no

yeah, baby, don't you go

"this can't be real." after you two broke up, everything seemed to go down, first you got fired from your job, second your landlord didn't want to renew the rent contract with you, the last but not least, your ex just released an album with a song probably dedicated to you.

"no mark, this is total bullshit. what do you even mean you'll go to america? for what?"

"you know this is my life. i can't decide where i go or not, this is not up to me."

"i don't want to be a loser mark, i don't want to see you just for an hour a day, i don't want to get nervous if you eat well enough. i think we should just part our ways."

tears formed on your eyes as you remembered your last interaction with him, feeling worse than ever now. you wanted to hug him, to pepper kisses all over his face as a welcome, to say sorry for everything i said. but you stopped yourself before calling him.