Chapter 46
Melissa
The intensity was too much for me. I couldn’t even keep my mouth shut. Marcus knew what he was doing–he knew.
“Are you not going to answer me?” he asked again..
“Marcus I don’t think about you,” I managed to say before I felt His cock moving to my abdomen.
“Ourghh.”
I want him already, so much that I’d beg him but this arrogant man derives joy in seeing me suffer and beg like a child.
“I don’t think of fucking you,” I blurted to spite him. “That night was a mistake and we both know it.”
I saw his brow raise and for a moment his eyes darkened and he shook his head in disbelief.
“I’m going to ask you agam,” he said wrapping one thick hand around my throat. He looked right into my eyes and he tilted my face up to his. “Are you sure you want this?” His blue eyes were on fire with lust, but I knew he’d stop immediately and let me leave if I said no.
There was no way in hell I was going to do that though. His hands were calloused from all the work he did with them, and even the roughness from his fingertips turned me on as he caressed my skin.
“Answer me, Melissa.”
“Yes,” I whispered, feeling his erection press closer to my core. “Fuck yes. I want you so much Marcus. I want you.” “Good. Now, do you think about me when you touch yourself?”
I swallowed hard and the moment I parted my mouth, I felt him move. Not inside me but against me in the most torturous way ever.
“Yes Marcus, yes.”
It was the truth. I’ve thought about this man right from the day he brought me home safely. I thought this was going to be just a game but with each day that passed, my desire for him intensified. So much that all my wet dreams became about him and my writing, shit… he should never see that.
I moaned as he grasped my hips, linen the head of his cock up against my opening, and pushed inside.
My mouth parted and a louder moan escaped. I arched toward him, trying to take him deeper, and he obliged, withdrawing partially and then slamming back in. A cry escaped my throat, and he repeated the move.
He felt bigger than the last time, and I gasped as he went deeper, filling me with his thickness. It feels good, so unbelievably good, and I moan again, tightening my inner muscles around his shaft. He groans, closing his eyes, and I do it again, wanting more of the sensation.
“Shit Melissa,” he growls. “You’re so fucking tight.”
He looked at me his face filled with lust and his eyes glittering. I held his gaze, fascinated by the fierce need I saw there. It felt so fulfilling to see Marcus this way; in dire need of me like I have always been of him.
“Ourghh, yes. That’s it.. ourgh yes.”
He kissed me and I moaned into his mouth; so loudly that he could get filled from my moans.
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He swallowed the sound, his mouth consuming mine with unrestrained hunger. His hand slid into my hair, holding it tightly as he devoured me with his kiss, his hips rocking harder, adding to the pressure building within my core.
Waves of pleasure flowed through my spine, and I felt the wet heat of him inside me, filling me with his cum. My pussy spasmed around him, milking him as he began to fuck me more gently.
I’m completely swamped by pleasure, by ecstasy so intense that’s almost agonizing. My body shuddered beneath Marcus‘ and my movements triggered his release.
“Fuck,” I blurted, breathing faster as he got off me with his cum spilled on my tummy.
He lay beside me and for a moment I felt a flush of another emotion. No, it wasn’t regret. Far from it, it was more like satisfaction and to follow it, a small smile tugged on my lips.
“That’s to a meltdown,” Marcus‘ voice blared from beside me. I had even forgotten it was what led to this; him hearing I’m having a breakdown and wanting to be here for me..
“I didn’t tell her that,” I managed to say, getting rid of the embarrassment welling in me. He handed me a small towel to clean my juice and his cum on my body and my lips twitched.
“I’ve got a napkin, don’t worry.”
“Scared I’ll use the handkerchief to masturbate?” he asked when rejected his handkerchief. “No, it just feels weird walking around with a rag used to wipe my pussy.”
I paused when I realized how that came out. Raw, too fucking raw.
“I’m glad you feel a lot better,” He said standing up from my recently bought middle–sized bed.
“I didn’t tell her that. I mean, I didn’t mention anything about a breakdown to Chloe.”
“Of course you
didn’t.”
I frowned, using the napkin to clean my body. “So you made that up?”
“No, Miss Kane. Her instinct probably told her that and she was right. You were indeed having one.”
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I don’t know which of the words made my heart squeeze but it had to be hearing him call me by my last name again. I was no longer Melissa the girl he just fucked, but Miss Kane.
“I need a shower,” he blurted before disappearing into my restroom.
I shut my eyes, exhaling audibly at what that did to my ego. I needed to get a grip on myself. One good sex, no.. two good. sex doesn’t mean anything.
I’m the one playing this game. I’m having my way with Marcus to feel better about Ian cheating on me.
Marcus didn’t spend any more minutes after he got dressed, he just picked up his things and walked to the door. “See you at work, Miss Kane.”
The door latched behind him and post–nut clarity hit me. I shouldn’t be letting this happen…. it’s just too complicated now that we’ve established a sexual connection.
“No,” I mumbled. “I need to do something.”
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