"What?" Mark looked up, his eyes full of confusion, which made Emilys palms sweat.
Emily also didnt care about her naked body, pulling Mark in front of the mirror and motioning for him to see for himself.
Mark looked for a while, turned around and opened his arms, facing Emilys puzzled eyes and said, "Help me take off my clothes."
Emily didnt move.
The man helplessly chuckled, quickly took off his shirt, and said with his back to her, "Emily, look."
Emily looked and found that Mark was not only on his neck but also on his shoulders covered with bruises, extending to his back, which made her speechless.
"A few days ago, I felt a bit sore, so I went to a massage shop for cupping, Emily, what do you think it is?"
Emily lowered her head, looking like she had done something wrong.
Ever since she received that message, she has been having some inexplicable pictures in her mind, and she is indeed a bit paranoid.
Looking at Marks gentle smile on his face, Emily took the initiative to take his arm and said softly, "Im sorry, I will make it up to you later."
After that, she ran into the bedroom shyly.
Mark is a man who pays attention to hygiene and will clean up in the bathroom for a long time before making love.
I dont know whether it was the wine at dinner or thinking about what was going to happen later, Emily felt a bit unreal, as if she was in the clouds.
I dont know how long it took, Mark came in, and the little fire in his eyes turned into a raging fire when he touched Emilys nightgown.
Mark strode to the bedside, and even the curtain was pulled open a bit by his movements, but he didnt notice it.
Seeing the man about to press down, Emily maintained the last bit of clarity and said, "Honey, the curtain..."
"Its okay, no one will see it." Mark comforted her, and his big hand slowly groped.
A trace of emotion came out of Emilys mouth, as if it was the strongest medicine in the world, making Marks movements suddenly pause, and then become more unrestrained and rough...
I dont know whether it was because the curtain was pulled open a bit, but Emily always felt that someone was peeping at something, and her body became more tense under Marks impact, and her senses became more sensitive.
Mark naturally also felt her change, and the joy under him made him unable to pay attention to too much, and he almost greedily took it...
Until the two were sweating profusely, the sound in the room gradually became quiet, leaving only the slight panting of the two people.
Mark propped up his head, and his big hand brushed over Emily, from the shoulder to the calf, without omission.
Emily felt that her throat was very hoarse and complained, "Mark, dont."
"Okay, lets rest for a while." Mark got up, pulled the curtain tightly at the window, and then picked her up to the bathroom to clean up.
Emily didnt even have the strength to move her fingers and slept until the evening.
She woke up to find that Mark was not by her side, listened carefully, and it seemed that he was on the balcony talking to someone on the phone.
She struggled to get up, ready to take her phone to see the time, but found an unread message.
Emilys heart jumped, thinking of the follow-up message at noon, and she always felt uncomfortable, so now when she saw the unread message, she felt a bit inexplicably annoyed.
After a while, Emily shook her head, what was she worried about? Mark had already explained, could it be that he was lying to her? She laughed and clicked on the message.
But at the moment when she saw the content of the message, her scalp suddenly stood up!
"Emily, did you and your husband enjoy the afternoon?" - Chloe Davis.