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Re: Dari/Mark - Monday January 1st - Afternoonish - SMUT.
Mark loved the way this girl cursed for him. He loved the feel of her nails digging into his skin. He'd made out with her before, but it had never been like this. Another guy might have cared that she was drunk, but not Mark. He was just happy to be finally getting past second base with her. It wasn't like he had even gotten her drunk. That had all been her. He was just a very willing body for what she so obviously wanted.

A heartbeat later, he was dipping a hand inside the bottoms of her bikini. His intent had been to finger her, but he let out a low groan when he realized she was practically dripping already once he dipped a finger inside of her. Fuck that. He wanted her and he wanted her now.

Dari felt much the same way and she didn't object in the slightest when Mark roughly pulled at the bottoms of her bikini. Before he'd even fully pushed them over her hips, she was giving his swimming trunks the same treatment. As far as she was concerned, she couldn't get them out of the way fast enough.

The second their bottoms were kicked to the side, Mark lifted Dari, pulling her legs around his hips and he pushed into her as far as he could. His groan as he buried himself in her heat mingled with the loud moans coming from her mouth. Had they locked the door? He couldn't remember, but the last thing he wanted was an interruption now, so he silenced her with a deep, wanting kiss.


Dari broke the kiss a moment later. "Harder," she demanded. Mark was happy to comply. He held onto her hip with one hand while the other tangled roughly in her long, dark hair. If he pulled at her hair a little in the process, she certainly seemed to mind. If anything, she encouraged him. "Harder," she repeated more insistently, even though Mark was pretty sure he was fucking her hard enough to break her as it was. Her teeth sank into his shoulder then and he worked desperately to comply. "Fuck," he groaned, attacking her neck with the same vigor. To say she felt amazing was an understatement. She was hot, she was unbelievably tight. He sincerely hoped she wasn't going to be satisfied with just one round, because he sure as hell knew he wouldn't be.

It felt like no time at all before she was pushing him to a release and Mark cursed as he forced a hand between them. He could be a selfish bastard, but generally speaking if you wanted a girl to keep fucking you, you made sure they got off. He didn't try to hold off his own orgasm, though. He wasn't that selfless. Hopfully, she would follow, because ready or not, he was definitely going to cum.

Dari did follow Mark over the edge, moaning and cursing loudly as her muscles tightened around him. Holy fuck. That had been... she had definitely needed that. As good as it had felt, though, she definitely wasn't ready to stop.

"Again," she demanded. Jeremy never needed to rest in between and she fully expected Mark to be ready just as quickly. Mark merely grinned as he pulled her away from the wall and carried her to the nearby bed. It seemed like relocating to someplace a bit more comfortable might be a good idea.

Dari lost count of how many more times they came together. Mark's skin was pretty thoroughly marked between her teeth and nailed before she was close to being sated. Each time, she'd begged him to go harder and rougher. It was likely her own skin bore a few marks and she was bound to be sore.

But fuck, it had felt good. Her mood hadn't lifted nearly as much as it would have if she'd found Jeremy, but Mark had certainly provided an adequate distraction.