by A'zayler
“I know the feeling,” she murmured.
“I’m not a man of many words, Forever, but I’m standing here looking at you, like really looking at you, and you look so fucking good that it makes me nervous.” His eyes deepened. “I’m nervous about getting inside of you and embarrassing myself again.”
“You don’t have to be embarrassed. We’ll work on it until we get it right.”
His shoulders slumped some as he lowered to his knees in front of her. His large hands nearly covering her small legs. Forever was only one hundred and fifteen pounds on her heaviest day, so that wasn’t hard to do, but it still amazed her.
“That’s sweet,” he gave her a lazy grin, “but to make sure I give you what you deserve, you’re about to let me taste you. I know it’s good.”
A wave of heat warmed her insides as Forever looked into his sincere eyes. “Taste it.” She palmed the back of his head and pulled it between her thighs.
Forever raised one of her long, slender legs and threw it over his shoulder before doing the same with the other. When his head was directly between her thighs and dangerously close to the part of her that he’d been working for, she reached down and moved her panties to the side.
Marcellus’ eyes went right to it. The way he stared at her exposed body tortured Forever’s patience. She couldn’t take much more of the teasing. He needed to be eating it and eating it right then. With a wider gap opening for him, Forever scooted down the sofa so that she was closer to his face.
“You’re waiting on me to lead you to it?” Forever asked lowly.
Marcellus’ already dark eyes darkened more, and he nodded. “Yes.” He turned and kissed the insides of both her thighs. “You have to be in charge.” He paused and cleared his throat. “I need you to be in charge.”
The neediness in his tone turned her on even more if that was at all possible. Just like the other times when they were together, his power dwindled, and the vulnerable part of his sexuality took over. Forever wondered why it was always like that but figured maybe it was just something he liked. Maybe he liked to be told what to do. Different people get aroused by different things.
“Need?” she questioned while pulling his head closer.
He nodded. “Need.”
“I got you.” Forever rubbed the back of his head. “Hold my panties.”
Marcellus moved quickly, taking her panties from her and holding them to the side for his mouth to have access.
“You have to pull me closer, so you can reach it.”
Marcellus’ large arms pulled her small body to him with so much force that he ended up bumping his mouth directly into the dripping wet opening that was getting wetter and wetter with each glance of his face.
“You need me to tell you what to do with it too, or do you have that part?”
Marcellus winked at her. “I got that.” His wet mouth found her body and went completely ballistic.
Forever’s back arched from the sofa, and her eyes closed as a succulent moan left her lips. That one feeling took over her so hard that she lost complete and utter control of the rest of her body and its feelings. All she knew was that his tongue was turning her world upside down, and if his dick never made her cum another day in his life, his mouth sure would.
“Cellus, oh my goodness,” she whimpered while pulling his head further between her legs.
Forever grinded her hips into his mouth faster and faster until she felt her stomach tighten. Apparently, he felt it too because he sucked her body so hard that he literally sucked the orgasm right out of her. Her moans took over his little living room as she did her best to control her body on its orgasmic wave.
“Forever, gotdamn girl,” Marcellus said once he came up for air.
He was still on his knees between her legs when he pushed the sweatpants down, pulled her bottom off the sofa, and held her in the crooks of his arms. His long, heavy, and gorgeous dick stuck out between them. With his top lip tucked into his mouth, he focused on entering her.
“I gotta stop fucking you with no condom.”
Forever’s eyes rose to his. “Why?”
What was she thinking? Why would he keep doing that? That was reckless as hell to even start out with. They both knew better than that but obviously just didn’t care.
“This pussy fire, I’ma fall in love with you.” He winked and slid in.
Forever’s body welcomed him as it always did. The deeper he stroked, the wetter she got. He moved at a slow pace, pausing and putting only half in and out like he was scared to end soon. She understood that because she felt the same way. Since she’d already got her one, she wasn’t as pressed, but he felt so damn good that she wished she’d be able to enjoy it longer.
“Hey, you.” Forever tapped his arm.
Marcellus’ eyes came from where they were connecting and focused on her. “Look at me. Don’t look down there.”
He watched her intently while making love to her body. Every so often, he’d close his eyes or blink rapidly, but Forever knew what that was about. Those were the times when he almost lost it and had to reel himself back in.
“So quiet.” She grabbed both sides of his waist. “Even during sex. What’s up with that? I don’t make you want to moan?”
Forever knew the moment he gave her that look and gripped both sides of her waist that she’d be in love with him for the rest of her life. He was so fucking beautiful with that crazy love energy that made her want to be a fool for him.
He didn’t answer about the moaning, but she could tell from the way he held her tighter, kissed her sensually, and passionately rubbed her body with the pads of his fingers that she was doing it for him. Her body and her coaxing were taking him to a place he needed to be.
“Moan for me, Marcellus. I want to hear it.”
His head shook from side to side, and he sped up. Forever’s words got caught in her throat as her body reacted to him being inside.
“Moneyyyy,” she whimpered on the brink of yet another orgasm.
Marcellus’ body fell on top of hers in a hurry before he jumped back, snatching himself out of her wet heat. The feeling of his release on her stomach alerted her that it was over, yet again. This time, a little longer than the last times, but still not what she needed. She could literally feel the discomfort from not getting a full sexual slay arising, and she hated that because it came with an attitude.
An attitude was definitely something she didn’t want to have with him, especially since she could tell that he always felt bad for not being able to fully satisfy her. He seemed to be so down on himself after every encounter, and Forever did her best not to make him feel worse. Surely, if he could do better, then he would. His ragged breathing and the tense posture as he lay across her heaving gave Forever time to send her attitude back to where it had come from.
“I’m sorry,” he groaned in her ear.
As bad as she didn’t want to touch him, due to her unwanted annoyance, Forever wrapped her arms around him and rubbed his back soothingly. That was the most she could do at that point. She needed a minute to get unmad before she told him a lie. Because telling him, “it was okay” would most definitely be a lie. It was not! She needed more, gotdammit.
“I feel like I’m wasting your time,” Marcellus whispered while pulling away from her.
Forever looked at him, but he avoided eye contact and continued to redress himself. Once the sweatpants were back around his waist properly, he stood to his feet and left. Forever lay in the same spot for a minute, trying to decide if she felt like a fool or not. When she decided to leave his problems his, she sat up and gathered her clothing as well.
She wasn’t completely sure where he’d gone, but she’d find her way. Since she’d already committed to staying the night, there was no reason to allow the mood of their night to be ruined on account of something they knew would happen anyway.
The short staircase led her straight into his bedroom. She could hear the shower running, so she headed that wa
y. A crack in the bathroom door gave her a good view of him seated on the closed toilet lid with his head in his hands. Dang, maybe he was taking it harder than her.
Forever didn’t really want to intrude on his privacy, but she couldn’t just act like she wasn’t already standing there, so she pushed the door open slightly. His head shot up. The furrowed brows, wrinkled forehead, and weary eyes broke her heart. It must be truly horrible to have all that good dick and couldn’t give it out the way he wanted to.
“You left me.” She let herself in the bathroom. “How you know I didn’t want to take a shower with you?” Forever made herself comfortable on one of his legs.
He didn’t embrace her right away, but eventually, his arm circled her body. Forever took that time to admire the silkiness of his hair as the waves spun around his head. Since he still refused to make eye contact, Forever kissed the top of his head a few times before standing and removing her bra and panties.
She could feel his eyes on her but pretended not to. The large wet spot in the middle of her pink panties caught both of their attention when they hit the floor. His lips curved, as did hers.
“That was your fault. You did that.”
“It was wet as hell in my mouth.”
Forever snickered. “I don’t know how you can tell that. Isn’t everything in your mouth wet?”
“Trust me, I can tell,” he told her, still not looking at her.
Still hungry and ready to be cleaned, Forever stepped into the shower and left him to his thoughts. A while later, Forever felt the cool breeze from the outside as he stepped in. It wasn’t long before his presence took up the entire shower. He was in her way every time she turned one way or the other.
“You’re too big,” she sassed.
“And you’re too little.” He used his midsection to push her small body further beneath the water.
Just the feel of his softening erection on her butt made her want to feel it again, but she wouldn’t go back down that path so soon. He needed time to revamp, as did she. If she went right back to it, only to be disappointed again, she’d be ready to fight for real. Goody would have to come and pick her up to keep her off Marcellus’ head if he fucked her for two minutes again and left.
Once she’d bathed herself to her satisfaction, she turned to watch him. Her back was pressed against the wall, and she stood facing him. Soap suds covered his brown body, sliding down all the right areas, mesmerizing her in several unexplainable ways.
“Marcellus?”
“Yes, ma’am?” Still not looking at her, he answered.
“Being with me, like this, is this something you’ve ever done before?”
“What you mean?”
“Like, the way we get together. You do this all the time?”
Forever’s questions weren’t coming out the way she’d been thinking them in her head, but she couldn’t think of a better way to put it without making herself sound too attached.
“No, never.”
Forever grinned. “You’re lying now. I bet all you do is have women at your beck and call for sex.”
“Does it really look like sex is something that I’d just be throwing out there like that?”
His comment showed every ounce of disappointment and insecurity he had in his sex life. The avoidance of eye contact had already given way to some of it, but the tone of what he’d just said exposed the rest of it.
“Don’t be like that, Money.”
Marcellus chuckled. “Since when you started calling me that?”
Forever shrugged with a smile. “Since I heard your brothers and Goody say it.”
He nodded with another small laugh.
“Answer me.”
He walked beneath the water, allowing it to run over his head and down his body while Forever watched. He didn’t say anything right away, but he did turn so that she was in his line of vision.
“I like women, I like to entertain them and converse, but it’s nothing like I do with you.”
Forever gave him a ‘nigga please’ look, and he laughed at her.
“I’m for real.”
“So, you don’t have sex with all the women you hang out with?”
“Nah, I do.”
Forever burst out laughing, and he joined in.
“I have sex with them, and I cum fast the same way I do with you.” He dropped his head. “The only difference is with them I don’t give a damn. With you, busting so early drives me crazy.”
“Why? You scared I’ma tell my sister?”
“Nah, I know you wouldn’t do that, which is why it’s frustrating me. You’re such a butterfly, and I want to impress you in every way that I can, so when I fuck off and nut like that, I be damn near ready to cry.”
“Did you just call me a butterfly?”
He nodded. “Hell yeah, you are one. It’s hard to catch a butterfly. They’re so pretty when they fly past you, only allowing you a minute to enjoy their beauty. They’re there one minute and gone the next, like you.” He nodded his head toward her. “I’m embarrassed as hell to even look in your face right now.”
“You don’t have to be. I’m not judging you.”
“Lie and say you don’t want me to fuck the shit out of you right now.”
Forever closed her eyes and sighed deeply. “Well, of course, I do after you stand there and say it like that.” She opened her eyes, and he was staring at her.
His face was long with sorrow. “You see what I’m saying? You want something that I can’t even give you.” He shook his head and walked back beneath the shower head. “Fuck!” He hit the wall with his open palm.
Forever hurried to him and wrapped her arms around his waist, hugging him from behind. His body tensed in her arms as she rubbed up and down his hard abs. She wanted to do something to comfort him and let him know that she was there, and even though she wanted more, she’d be fine without it as well. He was a cool person, and she enjoyed being with him anyway. The sex was just an added bonus.
“When you be fucking them Cali niggas, they do your body right?”
His question made her frown.
“What?” She giggled.
“You heard me.”
“I don’t even be doing all of that, so I can’t give you an answer.”
“You know you be lying.”
Forever laughed because he was right. She was lying. She didn’t get around or anything like that, but she did have dependable dick that she got on the regular, and he gave her the business each and every time. He wasn’t as big as Marcellus, but he could work what he had, and she enjoyed it every time. When the silence of their shower got to be too much, Forever dipped her hands lower and grabbed his dick.
She felt his body tighten in her arms again as he exhaled. Her hands rubbed up and down the length until he grew long and hard again.
“You do my body right,” she told him, still rubbing him up.
Marcellus’ back only stayed to her for another few seconds before he turned around and picked her up. Her back was against the wall, and he was inside of her again in no time. He might not have been able to last a long time, but he sure could go rounds. For that little bit, she was grateful, because all she really wanted to do right then was feel him and make him feel her.
His eyes found hers as he worked his way in and out. Forever’s hands on his back provided the comfort he needed to keep going.
“Keep doing it like that, Money, you feel so good to me, baby.” Forever held her head down and rested her forehead on his shoulder.
He really did make her feel good, and she desperately needed to find a way to make him last longer. That feeling was too addicting to not last long.
“Moan, Marcellus.” Her teeth pulled at the skin of his neck. “Tell me how I make you feel.”
Marcellus groaned into her ear. “Good as fuck.” He leaned back and kissed her mouth. “Now, be quiet.”
Forever nodded and held on tight as he moved in her, bringing about his second release of the nigh
t. When he finished, and they began to shower again, he kept his back to her the entire time.
“Next time, we’re using a condom.”
“Okay,” she responded lowly.
They showered in silence with Forever not really knowing what to say or do next. The only reason she ended up talking again was that he blew her mind with his words on his way out of the shower. His sexy ass back was to her, and he was wrapping a towel casually around his waist when he finally spoke.
“What I’ma do without you when you go back to Cali? You’re not about to just make me love you and then leave.” He looked at her out of the corner of his eye and left the bathroom.
Forever stood dumbfounded as she watched him walk out. He was tripping; there was absolutely no way he loved her. She wasn’t even about to believe that, but she’d be lying to say he didn’t sound damn good saying it.
Once she’d finally gotten herself together, Forever walked into Marcellus’ room in nothing but a towel. He was seated on the side of his bed in a pair of navy-blue pajama pants and no shirt. The top to the pants that he wore lay next to him. Assuming it was for her, Forever dried her body and put it on while Marcellus watched.
“Ready to eat?” he asked once she’d covered herself.
“Definitely, you?”
“I’m damn near starving.” He stood to his feet and rubbed his hand across her stomach before taking the stairs back down to the first floor.
“Heyyy, don’t be leaving me up here by myself.” Forever took off behind him, only to find him waiting for her in the middle of the staircase.
With a hand stretched toward her, Marcellus led her back to the kitchen. She ran straight for her vegetables while he picked up a phone and a menu from some food restaurant. He was behind her talking to himself about what he was going to order.
“I thought we were making something.”
“We were, but then I remembered you’re a vegetarian, and I don’t want none of that nasty shit you’re about to make. I’m hungry as hell. I need some real food.”
“Nasty? I can’t believe you said that. Nothing about eating healthy is nasty. You just haven’t had it prepared the right way.”
