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[drwhitly]

Martin had found the little note on the counter when he went to make his morning tea. It was sweet and touching, showed him that she was growing attached and committed to him. He hated how much time he had to spend alone since she did manage the cafe and that did matter for appearances.

Still, it didn't keep him from ordering not one, not two, but three dozen roses to be sent over to the cafe. He was a romantic and a man of grand gestures, especially when he had the funds.

The note delivered with them read If you leave me waiting too long, I'll go mad. ;)

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[statuethief]

Her mouth travels from his to suck a few lightly-red marks on his throat. She feels rather possessive today.

She groans as it moves further back.

"I desperately want to see you with a little prostate stimulation." She knows she'll never get to fuck him, but a little vibrating plug doesn't seem entirely out of the question.

[drwhitly]

His hand goes to the back of her head, gently stroking her hair as she tends to his neck, softly moaning as he enjoys the sensation.

Martin chuckles knowing the things she has wanted to explore with him. He didn’t mind a tongue every now and then but they hadn’t matured to toys in that arena.

“Well,” he spoke slowly and with calculation. “For you, I would certainly consider a...medium sized toy.” He was confident he could take more than just some tiny bulb. “There is a g spot in the rectum which is largely neglected.” That medical knowledge slipped out rather regularly.

[statuethief]

"I take that as quite the show of trust, Dr. Whitly. I think you'd do well with a bit of prostate vibration while you fuck me."

Lord knows the man is well acquainted with her ass. She loves being on his lap, feeling his hardness pressed against her.

"Should we go to bed? Or just fuck right here first?"

[drwhitly]

“Darling, I have truly trusted you with my life.” She could really turn him in at any moment if she so chose to. “What’s a vibrating plug?” Since he certainly doesn’t intend to be pegged.

“Ah, lets get to bed,” his hand had slid to cup her ass. “There’s more lube up there in case we need it.” With a pat he urged her to stand so that he could briefly put pants on again for the short trip. He of course, turned up the vibrator as soon as she reached the stairs.