Chapter 9 Mark
Mark
“Mark!” She shrieks at my backside but I don’t even slow down. I’m desperate to get this girl in my bed underneath me.
Her shriek is cut off as I toss her on the bed and pull her emerald sweater over her head. Her chestnut hair settles around her bare, pale shoulders like the russet leaves of fall. All lit up with blond and red highlights it glows in the dim light of my bedroom.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” I breathe out. I’ve never seen anything as stunning as her in my bed. The dark blue of the bedding makes her skin into ivory cream silk. Her slender legs come up and she tries to hide from me but I’m not letting that happen.
“Don’t” I mumble, pushing her legs down and baring her to my gaze. “Don’t hide what’s mine, princess. I won’t tolerate that. Your body is like a work of art and there’s no damn reason to hide it from me.”
Her pale cheeks flush and she bites her pink lower lip. Then she slicks her tongue along it and my eyes follow that wet trail like it’s magnetized.
“Take off your bra before I rip it off like your panties,” I huff out as I ruthlessly rip my shirt off, buttons pinging in corners like lost raindrops. My hands tremble as I tug at my zipper and release the beast that’s been hungering for her since I met her.
Her eyes widen into dark pools with gold flecks that burn like liquid fire. “Whoa,” she whimpers. “That’s not gonna fit.”
“It will, princess. Just get ready cause he’s coming for you. He needs you.”
Almost as much as I do.
She sits up on the bed and her fingers tug and pull at my jeans, trembling.
I cover her fingers with my own. “We don’t have to do this, Lily. If you’re not ready for me, we can wait. I never want to push you.”
“If you don’t fuck me tonight, I will never forgive you,” she groans. “Just get the pants off and get inside me before I burn up with want for you.”
“Damn, honey. Don’t worry, I’m gonna bury myself inside that pretty body until you can’t tell where I end and you begin.”
“Promises, promises, baker boy.”
Growling, I rip my pants off and fall across her body, pinning her to the bed. My tongue runs along her throat and she whines and writhes. “I’m gonna eat you up like the big bad wolf, princess.”
Pinning her wrists in my one hand, I reach down and line myself up with her lower lips.
“I’m clean and I’m on the pill,” she whimpers.
“I’m clean too. I haven’t been with anybody in a long time. I was waiting for you.”
Giggling, she moves until the head of my cock is poised and just parting her lips. “That’s sweet, Mark. But not necessary.”
She doesn’t believe me. Hell, if I was her I might not either. But this is important to me.
I drop her hands and lift my hand to her face. My eyes search her darkened pools. “I’m telling you the truth. I’ve been waiting all this time for my one and you’re it. You’re my fate.”
She pushes her head back and her fingernails dig into my shoulders. “Now, please,” she hisses.
My hips pull back and then oh so slowly, I push inside her tight body, panting with control. Inch by inch, I work my way inside her tight pussy until I’m buried balls-deep and she’s pushing her hips up, fighting to get me as deep as I can go.
“Fuck” I grit out between clenched teeth. “You feel so damn good. So wet. So tight. So damn perfect.”
Her legs come up and wrap around my hips, the heels of her feet digging into my backside like a cowboy riding a bull. My head is spinning and the smell of her, the scent of us, fills the air around us. It’s sex and peppermint and spice and it’s perfectly us.
My hips snap in and out of her and every time her pussy closes around my cock it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before. Her arms wrap around my head and then she’s tugging at my hair, stinging my scalp as she yanks so hard I think she took a strand or two.
I don’t give a damn. Every stroke of my cock in her pussy is etched into my soul, necessary to my body. She’s perfect for me, just like I thought she would be.
She’s mine. And I’m hers. My hips snap again and she groans, her fingernails digging into my shoulder again and I know she’s leaving her little marks but I love it.
“Mark me, princess. Dig those little claws into me and leave your marks where anybody out there can look and know. Know what we did and how damn good it was.”
“Mark,” she whispers, her voice breaking, shaking, as her pussy tightens and then she comes apart on me, her inner walls strangling my dick, the flutters dragging my cock even deeper inside her heavenly walls.
The squelching of her release as I pump into her is too much and yet not enough. Faster and faster, I pound into her until she’s screaming and fighting me. Fighting the finish.
Like a flower she opens under me and my balls draw up, a sizzle of electricity zapping my spine.
Shooting around my hips until my cock jerks inside her and my release jets out in shallow little spurts.
After the third one, I fall across her spent, sweaty and shaking body, heaving out a breath and drawing in her scent, imprinting it on my senses.
For all time, this woman is mine and she’s never getting away from me. I groan and roll over, sprawling her across my body. I lean up and kiss her lips hard and fast.
“You’re mine, princess. Forever.”
She smiles gently and then she closes her eyes and slips into sleep.
“Lily?” I sit up quickly, panicking. “Are you okay?”
Her lips turn up in a smile but she doesn’t wake. But my heart settles and I pull her in tight, loving the feel of her silky skin blanketing me.
Kissing her cheek, I slip out from under her and head to my bathroom. Grabbing a cloth, I wet it in cool water and carry it out to gently wipe her lower lips. She mumbles under her breath and tries to pull away but I don’t let up. I don’t want her to be sore.
I need to take care of her.
It’s been a long time since I had a woman to take care of but I’ll be damned if I let the little things slide.
She’s mine and that means everything to me.
She means everything to me.
With a sigh, I toss the cloth in the bathroom and climb into bed with her, tugging her into my chest and breathing in the soft smell of her, the way her lush curves cradle my hard edges. She’s the soft to the edge of me.
With a huge yawn, I dip my head down and kiss her cheek, grinning when she nestles closer to me.
“I love you, Lily.”
She mumbles something completely unclear and I hold her tight and finally let myself slip into sleep, a happy smile tilting my lips.
I’m holding my future tight and I couldn’t be happier.