by Lane, Terri
I wanted to change, but I didn’t have time to now. I needed to get down there and speak to him before my self-doubt ate me up alive.
Okay, come on then, Cassie, I warned myself. Let’s just… see what happens.
I made my way slowly down the stairs of my apartment block, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed about my meagre home compared to the house he lived in. I already knew it was a damn mansion.
Still, he knew where I lived too and he still asked me out, so maybe I needed to stop the worrying.
As the door swung open, my breath was literally stripped from my throat. Markus looked gorgeous in his tuxedo, he looked better now than he did every single day at work. His dark skin looked wonderful in the moonlight, his eyes shone with happiness, and he had a swagger that attracted me like crazy.
God this was scary, but absolutely wonderful too.
“Hi,” I smiled shyly at him. “You okay?”
“I’m great, you look wonderful.” He extended out his hand for me to take. “Come on, let’s get going. The reservation is in half an hour.”
“Where are we going?” I asked quietly, feeling all out of sorts.
“Ah, don’t you worry about that. You’ll soon find out.”
Ooh, a mystery, that just made this even more exciting. Markus was familiar to me, but like a stranger too, and I kind of liked that. It kept me on my toes.
***
“This is… wow,” I just about managed to spit out in my stunned state as I glanced around the scene. “It’s too much. You shouldn’t have.” Okay, so money was no object to Markus, it hardly mattered to him, but to me this was on another level.
We were in a restaurant, one with more Michelin stars than I could have ever dreamed about, selling food that was out of this world and cost the Earth for the pleasure, but he’d also reserved us a special table, out on a veranda that allowed us to look out over the city. There were even fairy lights decorating the area, making it look like our own little night time. A space that was reserved just for us.
“Hey, you’re worth it.” He shot me a smile that turned my insides to jelly. I had no idea what Markus’s love life was like, he kept it well away from the office thankfully, but this didn’t seem like the sort of thing that he did for just anyone. I really felt like I was special.
It meant that after all this time day dreaming and fantasizing, Markus felt the same way too.
“Come on, take a seat.”
I did as I was asked, still feeling a little bewildered by everything. This was perfect, just too wonderful, and it was making me feel like hell. I was a phony, a liar, the worst person alive. I’d kissed Markus’s friend, and he didn’t know. When he found out, he would hate me.
“Would you like a drink? Are you okay? You seem a little quiet, Cassie?” The way my name rolled off his lips sent a shiver up and down my spine. What was I going to do with all this guilt?
“I’m okay, this is all just so crazy. I guess I’ve never been treated this way before.” I shrugged as I told a half truth. Even if the whole mess with Ryan wasn’t hanging over my head, I would probably still be bewildered. Everything about this was crazy.
“Well that’s because you haven’t found the right guy.”
Luckily at that moment before I could say anything else, the waiter came over to take our orders which gave me some much needed time to organize my head.
It was only a kiss.
If Ryan didn’t mention it, it didn’t mean anything anyway.
I’m being ridiculous.
I kept those thoughts rolling over and over in my mind, trying to keep myself going, but it wasn’t easy.
“Look,” Markus grinned and leaned back in his chair, giving me a glimpse up and down his gorgeous muscular chest. God, what I wouldn’t do to get my hands all over his chest. For a second I bit down on my lip as I imagined my soft hands brushing over his hard, sculpted abs. “I know this is a little strange, not what either of us expected, so why don’t we try and forget about work for now? Forget that we spend most of our time under the same roof and just be us.”
I gulped down and nodded, despite the fact that somehow made it worse. Without our jobs connecting us I felt like out differences were highlighted even more. He was rich, suave, thrilling… and I lived in a tiny one bedroomed apartment that I had to struggle to keep.
“Yeah, sure.”
“So why don’t you tell me more about yourself? Your family, where you grew up, that sort of thing.”
“Oh right, well I grew up in a small town about eighty miles away with my mom, dad, and two sisters.” I smiled as I recalled my past. My childhood was sheltered but very happy. “Celeste and Carin. We spent most of our days climbing trees and playing in the mud, that sort of thing. We were all a bit boisterous, very similar, so it’s weird that we’ve all grown up as such different people.”
“Sounds lovely. What do your sisters do now?”
“Celeste actually lives in England now with her husband and two kids, and Carin is a photographer, so she travels a lot too. I guess I’m the only one who’s happy to stay close to where we grew up!”
“And what’s your dream?”
That question totally stumped me, was that really first date conversation? Or was I just riled up about it because I didn’t really have any career dreams and ambitions? I worked to live more than the other way around, and I was happy about that.
“I like what I do,” I smiled simply, hoping that would pass it off a bit. “I’m happy working with you.”
“Oops, there we are, back in that dangerous territory again!” As he teased me I just about managed to laugh loudly. “Why don’t I tell you about my family? Although I probably don’t have as many interesting stories as you since I grew up as an only child. Maybe we should go back to you.”
Wow, usually all my dates only wanted to talk about themselves. This was going to be a revelation.
***
Surprisingly, despite all the weirdness surrounding us, we actually managed to have a really nice time. Markus was his sweet, charming, funny self – even more so than I was used to at work – and once I began to relax I was almost pleasant company too.
“Did you enjoy your desert?”
Was I imagining it, or did he wink at me then? “I did, thank you.”
“So… would you like to come back to mine?”
Holy shit, oh my God, he was actually asking me that? On the one hand, maybe I shouldn’t because I didn’t want to give off the wrong impression of me, but then again on the other we had known one another for years so it wouldn’t really be that bad, would it?
“I kissed Ryan!”
Shit, where the hell did that come from? It fell past my lips while I was racing over my decision, and now… well now the whole world had stopped. Time froze, my eyes widened, my heart freaked out. I said the one thing that I knew would destroy us…
“My friend, Ryan?”
“Yes,” I whispered, my head hanging to the ground in shame. I could feel my cheeks heating up, frustration pricking at my eyes. “At the Christmas party.”
“So?”
Huh? My eyes snapped back up to him as he said the last thing I expected. I thought he was going to yell at me for letting him spend all that money on me when I knew what I had done. But he hadn’t… he was looking at me with a shining twinkle in his eyes, as if it actually amused him.
“What do you mean, so? I mean I kissed him when I shouldn’t have done, when I like you, and now… I feel like an idiot.”
“Why? I mean it’s good to hear that you like me, but I don’t know what you’re so worried about. So you shared one kiss with someone before I asked you out, when I wasn’t brave enough too, so really it’s all my fault.”
“But…” I started talking even though I didn’t really know what to say. This was all just so… adult. I’d never been out with someone who took things in such a mature way.
“Look, let’s just get going. I want you to see my house. I want to ta
ke you for a drink.”
“So you really don’t mind?” My voice was shy and small, but when Markus sent me a reassuring smile he sent a warmth through my system.
“Don’t be so silly, my sweet little Cassie. Now come on.”
My… he called me his. How the hell was I supposed to resist something so freaking adorable? There was a huge chance that I was in love.
I stood up and slipped my hand into his, with my heart thundering in my chest. I was about to get everything I’d ever wanted and I just couldn’t wait. I had a feeling that this was going to be the experience of a life time.
I just hoped that it never had to end. Maybe it was naïve, but I wanted this to be the first day of the rest of my life.
***
“Your home is incredible.” There was no point in acting like I didn’t see how great it was, it was unbelievable. Huge, gorgeous, decorated like something out of a movie. I never actually believed that people lived in homes like this. “I’m so jealous.”
“It can get a bit lonely,” he shrugged his shoulders and admitted. “I love it, but it’s huge and sometimes I feel a bit like I’m pottering about aimlessly.”
“Well I think it’s wonderful.”
Markus took my hands in his again and stepped closer so we were staring into one another’s eyes. I soaked him up, lapping up the crinkles around his eyes as he smiled at me, the gorgeous curve of his lips, the way his cheeks looked so adorably touchable. I was also acutely aware of every curve of his body. His presence was immense, I could really feel him up in my personal space; my heart hammered fast, pounding loudly in my ears, and that buzzing shimmied right down towards my core.
I’d wanted this forever.
“You’re so beautiful,” he eventually whispered, whilst tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “I’m so glad you agreed to come out with me.”
Then it finally happened, the moment I’d been waiting for forever. His lips connected with mine, soft at first, but slowly increasing with pressure, and as we molded into one another everything felt incredibly right. The pleasure started off as a small warm ball in my chest, spreading over all of me.
This was different to kissing Ryan, more romantic. It was everything.
Then Markus lifted me up and I claimed him with my legs. I wrapped them right around him, enjoying being carried as if I weighed less than a feather. I moved my hips in closer to him getting a feel of something very impressive.
Something heart stopping. The more it brushed against me as Markus carried me over to the couch, I felt needy, intense, animalistic, like I might tear his clothes from his body like a wild bear if he didn’t take them off soon. All the times I’d spent thinking about this moment, all the long, sexually frustrated hours I spent at work wishing he’d throw me across his table to ravish me, they all built up inside of me as it finally happened.
“Oh my God.” I was panting, my breaths were crazed and ragged, the heady lust of the atmosphere consuming me whole. “Oh Markus, Mr. Smith.” I didn’t mean to call him such a formal name, it just sort of happened, but it felt good. It made it more like a fantasy.
Markus seemed to enjoy it too because as my body crashed onto his couch, I could see a deep, dark desire running behind his gaze. It was so intense it made me tingle all over. None of my other lovers had ever been so… commanding before. It felt really good.
Markus climbed over me, allowing me to get lost in the heat and weight of his body. I brushed my fingers over his strong jawline, enjoying the light sprinkling of stubble there.
“I’ve wanted this moment for far too long.” I wasn’t sure why I suddenly decided that it was okay to be so brutally honest, but with Markus it felt like the right thing to do. I didn’t feel like he’d judge me.
Then his mouth connected with mine once more and we got back to making out like crazed teenagers. His top flew off, my skirt shimmied down, his belt unhooked, his jeans left his body, my top and bra vanished before I could even think about it… soon the only thing in our way was the thin cotton material of my panties.
As Markus’s mouth moved down my body, over my neck and towards my breasts, I couldn’t help but arch my back in sheer bliss. A moan escaped my mouth, as he slipped my nipple between his lips and he flickered his tongue all over me. I shoved my hands into his hair where I tugged possibly a little too hard, the passion taking over me.
“You’re a little wild, aren’t you? I always thought you might be.”
The smugness on Markus’s tone, plus the image my mind created of him touching himself imagining me was almost too much. I felt my body tumbling towards the abyss of pleasure and he hadn’t even touched me yet…
But that didn’t last long. Before I could even reply to his little comment, Markus’s hand had dipped into my underwear and his finger slowly edged towards where I was needy and pulsating for him.
“Oh fuck!” As one of his incredible fingers slowly popped inside of me, shock and joy bolted right through me. This was phenomenal, better than I ever could’ve hoped for, better than I ever imagined it would be. I had to cling tightly to him, digging my nails hard into his shoulder. “Oh, Markus.”
“Are you getting desperate, dirty girl?”
“Yes, oh yes.”
Markus slid up my body and he moved his cock towards my entrance. He thought I was just going to wait for him, that I was just going to lie here and wait for him to slip into me, but I had other ideas. I wanted to be memorable, to stand out in Markus’s mind, to give him a reason to want to stick around, so I slid my hand down over his body, taking just a moment to feel how rock hard and wonderful he felt, then I wrapped my fingers around his thick, pulsating length.
Holy hell, he was huge! I didn’t know whether to feel excited or terrified.
As I moved my curled fingers up and down, Markus’s thighs tensed up, he began to shake, which had electricity coursing through my veins. It was challenging to control myself.
“You really are something else,” Markus growled at me. “But you’re going to have to stop right now if you don’t want me to completely fall apart.”
I moved my hand away with a smirk, there was something seriously powerful about the way that he said that, it made me feel sexy, worthwhile, like a goddess.
I tossed my hands carelessly above my head, finally ready to totally cave to him as Markus circled my hips with his fingers. He was giving me that look again, the one that sent me crazy…
I pushed him off me, and lay him flat on his back on the couch. His eyes widened in shock, he hadn’t even realized that I was doing it, it happened that quickly. One second I was lazily lying there, the next moment my legs were straddling his as I sat astride him.
“Wow, Cassie…”
I shut him up in the only way I could, by angling that incredible cock of his into me, all the while staring intently at him. In a way, I kept having to remind myself that this was really happening and it wasn’t just another dream.
“Oh my…!” As he filled me up, I was fully reminded. I imagined him to be massive, but not to feel as wonderful inside me as he did. This truly was an experience like no other.
I gripped onto his chest as I rode him wildly, like an animal, not even caring how I looked. Judging by the grunts and groans Markus was making he was totally enjoying himself anyway so I didn’t have anything to worry about. I had the perfect angle so each thrust rubbed against my clit, sending me cascading towards sheer joy.
The pressure built, a little too quickly, almost overwhelmingly so. I could sense it rising, it was claiming me, taking me, driving me absolutely wild…
And then it crashed over me in a tsunami of boiling hot bliss. I crumbled, I screamed, I buckled and yelled, causing Markus to sit up to cling onto me. He held me tight, building a deep connection between us, making me feel closer to Markus than I ever had anyone else ever before.
He was perfect.
This moment was perfect.
I was in absolute Heaven.
***
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br /> “Hey, my dirty girl.”
Having the man I’d adored for as long as I could remember kissing me and murmuring against my lips to wake me up made for the most magical morning ever. My dream really had come true, I was the luckiest woman alive. As his voice hummed through my body, I felt that intense spark coming right back. Maybe it was time for round two.
“Hello there, handsome.” I propped myself up onto my elbows and grinned widely at Markus. If I’d been worried that it was going to be weird and awkward the next day, I needn’t have. This was the easiest morning after the night before I’d ever experienced. It just felt really natural, which was unexpected because of how we knew one another. “How are you?”
“I’ve made you breakfast, and I’ve brought you a coffee. I thought that would be a nice treat since you spend most of your life making me hot drinks.” He laughed, a musical sound that made my heart hammer excitedly. Even though it was way too soon, I could feel myself falling…
I grabbed the mug gratefully from him and sucked the liquid down like there was no tomorrow. It tasted like liquid gold, much better than the stuff we kept at the office, not that it was the right moment to talk about that. “Ah thank you. I’ll have this then I can get out of your hair.” It felt nice to be here, but the last thing I wanted to do was outstay my welcome. I didn’t want Markus to think that I was reading too much into anything. I needed to remain cool, even if I didn’t feel it.
“No, why would you go?” he whined, while jumping onto the bed and wrapping his fingers lovingly around my cheeks. “I don’t want you to leave.” So much for me seeing things that weren’t there! He kissed me tenderly, pressing his lips up against mine lightly as if I was a precious gem to be treasured forever. With every passing second, I could feel myself living my dream.
“You don’t?” I murmured as my eyes fell closed. “Well, whatever you want.” I didn’t want to leave this bed ever, so if Markus wanted me to stay then who the hell was I to argue.
