Page 52 of The Marshal


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CHAPTER FIFTEEN

JAKE

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Iclear our platesand gaze down at my sated woman.Caylee demolished the filet mignon steak, cauliflower mash and green beans I whipped up.

Now it’s time for dessert.

By dessert I mean stripping her naked and eating her pussy.Then finally coming inside her.

I slide the plates into the dishwasher and then stalk back to her.

The seductive glint in her eyes has my cock turning to granite in seconds.

“Panties.Off,” I demand.

Her decolletage flushes, and an excited fear flashes over her face as she uncrosses her legs and watches me stalk my prey.

I drop my hands on either side of her on the sofa and let out a soft growl.“Are you disobeying me?”

“What happens if I do?”

Hmmm.

She wants to play.

“Do you want to find out?”I bite her chin and then lick over her lips.

I watch her shudder and slowly smile.

“Caylee, do you want to find out?”

“I’m not sure how far to go with this.”She gives me a nervous smile.

All the way, baby.

All the fucking way.