[He doesn't outright give her hickeys. If he had clearance to do that, every inch of her skin would be marked. Her skin is merely marred with stubble burn, or light bites, crescent marks of teeth where he wasn't as gentle as he should have been. But they'll fade, and he's a pro now at helping to apply her makeup, and he'll kiss the marks when they're both sober in the morning.]
[He fucks her through her orgasm, slamming her against the wall; he drags her down to the floor even as she convulses around him and pounds into her as she lies on her back on the hardwood panels, his kneecaps digging into the wood as he pants above her before burying himself deep inside her with a guttural howl of her name. That was fucking intense.]
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[He fucks her through her orgasm, slamming her against the wall; he drags her down to the floor even as she convulses around him and pounds into her as she lies on her back on the hardwood panels, his kneecaps digging into the wood as he pants above her before burying himself deep inside her with a guttural howl of her name. That was fucking intense.]