The Artist and The Wolfe

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After what felt like a surprisingly long day without Marco, I was more than thankful when he had gotten home. After getting on the plane at midday, Marco left for work, leaving me with Lark as usual. LArk and I went on a walk to pick up pretty-looking fallen leaves. After getting back home, we drew silly faces on them. It was a fun and simple activity that lasted a good amount of time and kept Lark entertained. The whole time I could barely keep myself from bursting with excitement over my trip. Marco had told me I was leaving this weekend, leaving us only a few days of time together.

Once Marco got home, he informed me of his plans for the night, which involved us going to a nightclub while Lark was left with Kendall. It’s funny to think that not too long ago, I was worried that I might have competition with her. Funny how things turn out.

We had our dinner and left Kendall to put Lark to bed for the night, heading off to a nearby club.

Our first stop ended up being karaoke, where we sang our hearts out for most of the night. By the end of it, my throat was raw. We also got pretty drunk at the bar, leaving us to Uber to the nightclub since it was too far to walk while not totally sober.

The nightclub was really nice and had an intimate feel to it. Marco had reserved us a booth that had curtains on either side. If I didn’t know better, it’s what I would have expected a sex club to look like, but Marco assured me that’s not what it was.

“Are you sure you want another?” Marco smiled at me devilishly. Our waiter watched us, lightly tapping their pen on the notepad.

“I’ll have two, in fact.” I smiled at him challengingly before turning towards our waiter.

“Great. I’ll have them right out.” They smiled at us and walked back toward the central bar.

“Come over here.” Marco motioned for me to join him on that side of the booth. I did as commanded, now sitting next to him in the spacious booth. “You look beautiful. Very sexy.” Marco placed his arm behind me on the seat, twirling his finger in my hair.

“And you look rather handsome.”

He chuckled, watching as the waiter put our drinks down. “We’d like to have the curtain drawn and to be left alone for now.”

“Sure thing.” The waiter smiled once more and drew the curtains, leaving us in the dim lighting of the overhead light.

“Oh, so intimate.” I smiled over at Marco, leaning in for a kiss. He deepened it, pulling my body against him. “Damn.” I was left breathless.

“I’m really horny right now.” Marco admitted in a whisper.

I smiled. “Too bad we’re in public, huh?”

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“Nonsense.” He shook his head, leaning in to kiss me again, his tongue running against mine as he ran through my hair and down my neck, holding me against him tightly.

“Marco.” I pulled back.

“Shh.” He hushed me, his fingers creeping down my back until they reached my bottom and pulled me closer and into his lap. “I’m really hard right now.”

“I--I can feel.” I smiled to myself before shifting in his lap, getting a moan out of him. “I’m not wearing any panties.” I glanced back at him with a smirk. “I took them off when we got here.”

“Oh, so I’m not the only horny one.” He chuckled, rubbing his hands up my thighs to reveal my ass.

I began grinding against him, feeling his hard member twitch.

“I want to fuck you all night long, Lili.”

I smiled back at him. “I bet you fucking do.”

“I can feel how wet you are right now.” Marco slid his finger through my lips, taking it to his lips to lick. “This is the sweetest taste a man can have.”

I smiled and reached back to unzip his pants. Marco shifted so that he could pull himself out of his underwear. I lifted myself up and then down onto him, gaining a moan in appreciation. Marco pulled my hair out of the way and began sucking on my neck while I rode him. It didn’t take long for both of us to cum, leaving his warm seed inside me.

“I’m gonna go clean up.” I pulled myself off of him once we had finished.

“Don’t.” He smirked. “Leave it there for me.”


 

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