"Marion, what are you doing?" Debra shot him a warning look.

Marion shrank back.

"Alright. I'll call again when I get there," Michael said.

"Okay." Debra ended the call and looked up to see Marion's frustrated look.

"I'm hungry," she said, pecking him on the lips.

Marion lost what little control he had left. He tilted her chin up, pressed a hand to

the back of her neck, and kissed her deeply.

It wasn't until they were both breathless that he finally pulled away.

"Let's go eat," he said.

Debra glared at him, knowing he was doing that on purpose.

"Well, I'm not that hungry anymore," she said deliberately.

looked back and met her limpid eyes. His lips, slightly swollen from his kisses, were

though." His

were slow, lingering. His lips trailed down to

the lace straps

under the dim light. His fingertips brushed across her face so gently, as if he were terrified

"Go slow," Debra murmured.

in her tone and moved

smooth as porcelain. Even the

they were done, the sun

onto the bed, exhausted. Marion thoughtfully

me to carry you to

need. I can walk.

she

She knew up

other round. That

something she couldn't handle.

t belongs to

could only sit back and watch as she wrapped herself in

up.

way the fabric draped

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