5 ~ Owned and Addicted

Sunlight snuck through the cracks in the blinds, warming the tangled sheets around us. I blinked awake, my body still humming from the night before, every muscle loose and sore in the best way. 

Marcus’ arm lay across my waist, his dark skin pressed flush against my lighter tone, holding me like he never planned to let go. Dried cum from his two loads crusted between my thighs, a sticky reminder that made my stomach tighten with fresh want. 

I shifted slightly, feeling the ache deep inside, and his cock stirred against my leg, growing firmly and insistent as if it sensed my thoughts.

He...