The days after that first wild night blurred together in a haze of heat and secret meetings. Diana and Marcus could not stay away from each other. Every evening, one of them would text a simple message—“Door’s open” or “Come over”—and the other would show up, already wet or hard, ready to devour.
They f****d almost every night.
Sometimes it was in her apartment, sometimes in his. They learned each other’s bodies fast. Marcus discovered how much Diana loved when he pinned her wrists above her head. Diana found out Marcus groaned the loudest when she took him deep in her throat and looked up at him with watery eyes.
One Thursday night, they tried something new.
Diana arrived at his door wearing a long coat and nothing underneath. The moment she stepped inside, she dropped the coat and st
