First, I wanna say I'm sorry I haven't updated since June and this probably isn't that good. I've been working a lot and working on my YouTube channel which if you'd like to check out there's a link in my bio. ♥ I'm also sorry I've been taking forever with the requests which I am working on. You just have to be in the mood to smut goodly you feel me? Also, thank you for all the reads and comments. I read all of them and I really, really, appreciate the love. So, I hope you guys enjoy this long awaited update. ♥

Mark walks through the front door, his hair tousled all around his head, tie loosened around his neck, briefcase dragging the floor. He appears to be rather tired; defeated even. But, that doesn't stop you from greeting him with a great big hug and a kiss on the cheek. "I'm so glad you're home. How was work?" You ask. "A steaming bag of dicks." He says in an irritable tone. "Oh. Well. I'm sorry you had a bad day." He walks past you and flops down on the couch. "Mark, when you get a chance would you mind unloading the dishwasher? I'd really appreciate it." He turns around and looks at you. "Actually, I would mind." He says condescendingly.  "Excuse me?" You cross your arms. "You know, (Y/N) I had a really hard day today and I just wanted to come home and relax a little but I can't even chill for 5 minutes without you asking me to do something. " "Don't you dare take your bad day out on me. Unloading the dishwasher is the least you could do since you don't do anything else around here." You begin to raise your voice. "Nothing I do is ever good enough for you is it?" He gets up from the couch and walks angrily toward you. His face is red, his fists are clenched tightly at his sides and that huge vein is popping out of the side of his neck.  "Obviously, you need some time to calm down. We can continue this later." You turn around to start walking out of the room. He grabs your arm. "No, we're gonna talk about this now. Shall we?" As he walks closer to you, you keep walking backward until you feel your back hit the wall. You gulp. "Mark...please..." You whimper in mercy. He looks into your eyes. "You never answered me. Is anything I do good enough for you?" His voice is deep and full of rage as it roars around the living room. You stay silent and look down at the ground. "I know you heard me, (Y/N). Answer me." You look up into his eyes with a smug look on your face. "Fuck you." You both look at each other angry and dismayed at your actions. In the blink of an eye, Mark is on you. You're making out heavily, tongues swirling around each others mouths. His hands groping your ass so tightly you let out a moan. Your hands shifting up and down his back, sinking your nails deep into his skin. He lifts your shirt off your head and throws it across the room. He pins you harder against the wall one hand squeezing your breast the other leaning forward onto the wall. You break from making out and quickly slide his suit jacket off of his shoulders. You take his tie and yank it off of him then, you grab his shirt by the collar and rip it off. Buttons go flying everywhere. You continue making out and you cling your legs around his hips. You stumble through the house and into your bedroom where he throws you down on the bed. He quickly undoes his belt, unzips his pants and takes off his boxers. His throbbing erection is calling you. "You say I never do anything good enough for you?"He shouts. He hovers over you and starts biting down your neck leaving red marks all over you, him claiming you as his. He rips off your bra and throws it on the floor. You moan as his soft tongue makes its away down to your chest where it swirls around you nipples. "You're such an asshole." You say in between your moans of pleasure. He quickly flings you over his knee. He slides down your bottoms and smacks your ass relatively hard. "MARK!" You shout in pleasure. "Tell me more about how much of an asshole I am." He flips you back over so you're facing him. He pins your arms above your head and shoves his whole length into you. You let out a loud moan as he forcefully thrusts in and out of you. His jaw clenched, veins popping out in every direction. You push him off of you and lay him down so you're on top. He pulls your hair a little as you hover over him and begin to bounce down on his manhood. You take in all of him. You mix it up, you move back and forth, in circles and arch your back so he hits your g-spot.Your sink your nails into his thighs as you use them for support. He places his hands on your ass squeezing it tightly. You grab his balls and massage them gently in your hands. He groans in endless pleasure. "(Y/N), Oh fuck." You get off of him and he goes back to thrusting inside of you harder, faster, deeper. The overwhelming pleasure falls over you as your body twitches and flinches. He pulls out of you and releases his warm juices all over your stomach. He flops down next to you. You're both out of breath and covered and sweat, bites and claw marks. "Everything you do is good enough for me. I love you, Mark." You say. "I love you too, (Y/N)."