#mark confessions

Mark slams into you, forgoing the condom on your nightstand. You could feel his cock pulsing inside you, angry from how long you’d been teasing him: sitting on his lap in front of his friends and gyrating your hips. Now, Mark was going to have his revenge.

Mark’s pace was fast, his hips pounding against yours. His grunts and growls echoed in your ear, spurring you on to dig your nails into his back and fuck your hips up against his. Mark groaned your name.

His hips began stuttering, his breathing quickening, and you knew he was close. You knotted your fingers into his arm, able to concentrate on nothing but Mark pounding into you raw.

“Fuck I’m cumming,” Mark hissed. You whimpered at his words and at the sudden thrust against your g-spot. “You want me to cum inside of you, princess? Hm? Fill you up with my cum?”

Mark was panting, his words coming out languid and strained. You could only whimper, his thrusts against your g-spot more frequent. You could barely murmur the words you did say. “Please, Mark, please cum inside me.”

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Sweat beaded on your upper lip as Mark continued to drill his cock into you. Your arms felt like they would collapse at any moment, your knees felt like jelly from being on all fours too long, your head was sore from Mark tugging your hair as he fucked you from behind. Your clit felt like it was on fire; every part of your body below your navel was screaming.

You were screaming, as well. Every time Mark thrust into you, every time his cock was shoved so far into your aching, soaking wet pussy and hitting that one nerve deep inside of you, you screamed. You ached for him to let you cum, to just rub your clit a little harder and give you release.

But you weren’t allowed to cum until Mark was ready.

The sound of slapping skin echoed throughout your bedroom, mixed every now and then with Mark’s own growl. You felt his dick slow inside of you, his tempo losing momentum just a fraction: he was on the verge of cumming himself.

Suddenly, Mark was grabbing for your clit, rubbing the swollen, throbbing nub with three fingers. You shrieked from the sudden contact, wanting to pull away and push back into the friction at the same time.

“Cum, Y/N,” Mark rasped. The words weren’t even out of his mouth completely before you were collapsing on his cock, your pussy convulsing and leaking around him. You screamed and sobbed into your orgasm, the epitome of bliss coursing throughout your whole body.

When you’d both come down from your highs, Mark collapsed beside you onto the bed, pulling you into his arms. Your whole body felt numb and tingly, your eyelids heavy.

“Ready for round four?” Mark whispered, a smirk appearing on his lips at your groan.

Sure thing!