Gwyneth. Marcus did not say a word and began to kiss me. He kissed me so fiercely, and I responded. I had missed him. It had only been a day, but it felt like forever. I moaned and began to cry. I felt his sadness and his need. My leg hurt, but it didn't matter. I wanted my husband, and I need him. He travelled down my br**st, and unlike with Mason, it felt right with Marcus. I moaned at his ministrations and cried. This man had me right where he wanted. My body was a traitor where he was concerned, and even stupid Leah was responding. He eased himself into me and groaned from relief. "Gwen," he moaned, and I became wetter. He pumped gently, and I called on to him. "I am sorry Gwen," he apologised. And I held him close. "I am sorry, Marcus. I am so sorry," I apologised, and he continued to pump until I came. I needed the release badly. He stilled and poured into me and held me tight, leaving his c*ck inside me for my p**sy to milk him for all it could give. Marcus held me for a
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