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Wayla smiled, but there was a tinge of something sad in the corners of her mouth.“Well, do your worst.”

Marc hesitated before he unbuckled Wayla’s seat belt and lifted her up.There was a bedroom at the back of the plane, so he carried her over and closed the door behind them.

“Wayla—”

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

She pulled down the zipper of her dress and shrugged out of it.Marc gulped as he took in the tiny scrap of lace that pretended to be her panties.No bra.How had he not realized she hadn’t been wearing a bra?

“Well?”Wayla asked when she shimmied out of her panties.

“How… no bra?”Marc just couldn’t think.All the blood had drained to his dick, and there was nothing left for his brain.Wayla snorted a small laugh, some mirth returning to her eyes.

“Chrissy.She spelled the dress.”Wayla climbed on the bed, lay down, and crooked a finger at him.“You coming?”

That, finally, kicked Marc’s brain in gear, and he got rid of his clothes in record time.His dick bobbed happily when Wayla took him in and licked her lips.

“Spread your thighs and touch yourself, sparkle,” he rasped.Wayla hesitated a second, but when he wrapped his fingers around his shaft and pumped slowly, she obliged.

“I’ve never…” she murmured, a slight flush spreading over her face.

“Never what, sparkle?”

“Never watched a man jerk off while I finger myself,” she replied a bit defensively.

“I’m not a man,” Marc teased her, and Wayla stuck her tongue out at him at the same time as she slipped two fingers easily inside her pussy.Marc groaned at the sight.“Have you tasted yourself before?”

Wayla nodded.“From a cock.”

Jealousy flashed fast and hard, and Marc took a step forward.He didn’t want to think about her with anyone else.Wayla seemed to sense the change in his mood, because she stopped touching herself and held her hand out to him.

Slowly, Marc walked the rest of the way over, but instead of climbing on the bed with her, he grabbed her ankles and jerked hard.Wayla gave out a little shriek when she slid closer.Marc fell to his knees and kept pulling until her pussy was right in front of him.

The need to make her forget every other male drove him hard when he dove in.He would make sure she wasn’t thinking about any other dick or mouth but his by the time he was done.

Chapter 34 – Wave

Bythetimetheylanded, Wave could barely walk.Marc had driven her from one orgasm to another, first with his mouth and then with his fingers, followed by his cock and then again with his mouth.

Every cell in her body was saturated with pleasure, and every bone was a boiled noodle.Little aftershocks still made her twitch and moan when Marc helped her back into the little dress and then carried her into the waiting car and then into her room.

Diana sighed when she closed the door behind them.Wave halfway expected Marc to get up and go home, but he just helped her undress, undressed himself, and hoisted her up once again.

“Marc, I can’t,” Wave moaned, and the insufferable male just chuckled.

“You need a shower, sparkle.You’re sticky and covered in my cum.Not that I mind, but I think you’ll feel better once you’re clean.”

“Oh.”That was all that Wave managed to say as Marc took her to the bathroom.He made sure the water was warm before letting any of it hit her and then proceeded to wash her from top to bottom.Bastard used his mouth to clean between her thighs, and Wave shrieked through yet another orgasm.

“Would you like another ice pack?”he offered smugly while they dried off.Wave was too tired to reply.Every blink turned longer, and her muscles trembled.Thankfully, Marc finally took mercy on her and carried her back to bed.

“No ice,” she mumbled, just to be sure, when he tucked her in.

Marc kissed the top of her head and then crawled under the covers with her.The bed really was too narrow for both of them, so Wave ended up mostly lying on top of him.His steady breathing lulled her to sleep in seconds.

The cellar stank of mold and the air was suffocatingly hot.Walls pressed against her and pushed her down, the chains on her wrists and around her throat had long ago rubbed her skin raw.Everything hurt.She was so tired.

How long had it been?