by Michele Lee
Marco hearing the words whip cream escape her lips and seeing the heat rise within her eyes gave him an erection like no other. He silently stood up never loosing eye contact and walked slowly over to her and extended his hands to her as an invitation she silently accepted while the song I Can’t Fight This Feeling Anymore, by Chicago started to play. He gathered her into his arms wrapping one arm around her waist and steered her to meet his erection causing a burning desire within the pit of her stomach and then he captured her trembling bottom lip and slowly glazed his tongue across as he moved side to side with the music. Now in over drive she was going along for the ride. Gazing into each others eyes spoke volumes expressing a strong longing that can only be fulfilled with one other. She moved her hands to caress his face and feel the stubbles she so fantasized about then routed her fingers into his wavy hair as they both moaned instantaneously unable to distingquish whose moan was whose since they were mesmerized by their own desires. Taking full possession of her mouth; tasting her, drinking her, bringing intensity into pure ravenous hunger as if he was a starved man. He couldn’t seem to gain control of himself intoxicated by her. Gliding his hands lower to her backside and guiding her to him in sync to the music made her gasp and she felt dizzy. The feel of him pressed across her front sent shock waves through her and an immediate response of wetness touched her lace panties. The anticipation was causing riots within her she became incoherent. Dragging his mouth away he put his forehead against hers and groaned, “Mi Preciosa Joya what are you doing to me?”
She is breathless and disoriented trying to come back to planet earth. “Ah, I was going to ask you the same question,” her voice sounding hoarse. Another song had begun to play with a faster tempo and neither realizing as they danced to their own beat.
“I want to make love to you more than anything but I don’t want to rush you,” he said in a soft voice. Hearing Marco say those words left her speechless. Just yesterday she believed he wasn’t interested in her romantically leaving her with disappointment and now he shares the truth and it frightens her beyond expectation because she wants him inside her so bad it hurts. She convinces herself what a sweeter revenge she could have if she proceeds. Yes make him fall so hard what better way to make him suffer along with her other planned scheme.
She bravely stopped their dancing and looked into his eyes and for once in her life she was taking a risk it was all or nothing. “I too want to make love to you and I too don’t want it rushed I want it slow and sweet then I want it fast and hard.” Pulling her blouse over her head she dropped it to the floor never leaving eye contact until she took his hand into hers and lead him into her bedroom. He was stumped, shocked, aroused as hell following her as if he was in a trance or a spell. She bewitched him. He knew this was a life changing moment for the two of them and there would be no going back.
Chapter Nine
Standing at the foot of her bed he tenderly grabbed her chin so she could look up at him as he rubs his thumb seductively guiding it up to seize her bottom lip. “Are you sure about this? Because there will be no turning back.” He asked her for reassurance to ensure their yearnings were reciprocated.
“Yes,” she whispered as she captured his thumb with her mouth and lightly sucked on it seductively. The dam is now open releasing the floods of passion. They were both tormented with raging need, their chemistry and intensity between them was beyond anything they ever experienced.
Tasting and nibbling her neck trying to feed his hunger as his hands found his way to her breast to meet her harden nipples. He teases them through her lace bra until she freed them by unhooking her bra and letting it glide down her arms. He was hypnotized by the divine sight before him, it was exactly how he remembered her in his dreams. Her nipples were the color of honey and her skin felt like silk. “Beautiful,” he whispers admiringly and takes each nipple at a time into his mouth savoring them. His mouth consuming her she feels like she is falling as her quaking knees finally give out. Marco lowers her to the bed sinking into the mattress she can feel his strength. Kissing her fiercely feeling possessed with desire unable to get enough of her. She is in full need of body contact and begins to pull his shirt over his head and quickly guides her hands all over his chest caressing each muscle memorizing each curve as if she could sculpture his body from memory. He lowers himself back down to her seeking her luscious lips while she shift her hands slowly up his neck spreading her fingers thorough out his hair loving every inch of him.
He lifts himself up and removes her jeans effortlessly then gazes at her eyes that sparkle like treasurable gems; her swollen lips begging to be kissed; and her body yearning to be touched. He was a drowning man. A smile pulls at Marco’s lips jetting his eyes down her body. Unable to wait any longer he lowers his mouth to her red lace panties and gnaws at it which penetrates right through her groin. His smile deepens knowing how wet she is for him. His eyes seeking every inch of her mesmerized by such perfection until he notices her scar a pale thin line trailing right above her panty line and he glides his finger lightly as a feather and she quickly tensed under his touch.
“Please Marco,’ moaning with fear and need. She is feeling tortured and burning all through her body. Her cheeks heated up like flames and she exhaled a breath she didn’t know she was holding.
“I know baby but let’s not rush it as you requested let’s take it nice and slow. I’ve waiting so long for this moment.” He said with a mischievous grin. He glides the red lace unhurriedly down her legs and spreads her legs as he gazes on the beauty and perfection of his prized gem. “My God you are gorgeous.” He whispers as he plants hot kisses up her leg until he reaches her very core. Lightly grazing his stubble chin across her center in circular motion while blowing his breathe awaking her with sensual coolness causing multiple sensations taking her to the heavens as she screams out his name begging for release. His tongue licking and tasting her sweetness as his finger finds her passage to the spot causing her to whimper and moan. He started soft and slow then to a faster speed adding more pressure to her hot spot while he slightly gnaws on her center as he pushes her off the cliff of ecstasy. Her climax came hard and fast as she floats in the air waiting to hit the ground. He removes the remainder of his clothes never taking his eyes off of her and the sight Marisol captured left her speechless and wanting more. The sexy slant of his hungry eyes with his dimpled devilish smile roaming down to his perfect abs as if he was photo shopped and his erection a magnificent sight so well endowed. The vision was a fusion of a sex god if one ever existed. Her sex god, one she wanted to cherish and memorize forever. He was beautiful and all masculine. She watched him while he glided a condom over his long thick shaft. He was so turned on by her hungry stare. He immediately brought her legs up to rest them on his shoulders as he began to enter inside her and even though she was wet and ready for him the warm tightness around him caused him to move slowly bringing electrifying sensations. “Oh baby, you are so damn tight. Ah, you feel so good our bodies were made for each other.” He started slow until she began meeting stroke for stroke and they again danced to the beat of their own song until they both reached their peak together surpassing paradise.
Grabbing her and rolling her on top of him he thought he died and went to heaven. He planted kisses on top of her head wrapping his arms tightly around her as if she may disappear before his very eyes. “You okay?” he murmured in a less than confident voice than he usually carries.
“Mmmm, I’m more than okay.” She responded with sexual bliss. She almost forgot what ecstasy could be like since it’s been so long. She couldn’t believe how fast her first orgasm came. He was incredible. She snuggled within his arms never wanting to leave them. Her response brought a smile to his face and he began to relax. Reluctant to speak further they both lay in silence wondering what the other was thinking until her phone rang and the answering machine picked up an incoming call.
“Hey how’s my girl, I haven’t heard from you in the past couple of days. Shoot
me a call and don’t forget we have a date the Friday after next, my father’s yearly banquet. Yeah the one he invites every client and vendor he knows. I know, I know how exciting. Okay babes give me a call when you can. Love you – Nate.” Click. Hearing his voice pouring endearments to her caused Marco’s body to go rigid and anger began to flow through his veins. Marisol felt the change in his body and her face was flushed not knowing how to explain. Their moment now lost – Thanks Nate.
Gently he moved her to the side so he can push his legs over the bed to rise and went to the bathroom to clean up. When he returned he began to put on his briefs and he looked over at her and he could see the panic in her eyes. “Look Marisol, I don’t like games. I don’t know what you and Nate have going on but one thing I am clearly sure of is that there is no intimacy between the two of you. Do you want to explain this game of yours so I can understand?”
Quickly jumping into defense mode she reacted without thinking, she sat up grabbing her quilt quickly to cover her nakedness. “How do you know we are not intimate? How dare you? I have never played games and I don’t owe you any explanation of any kind.”
He was beyond furious and raised his voice a bit. “Really? Number one, you wouldn’t have made love to me if you were intimate with Nate. It’s not who you are and number two; I feel your every vibe when I’m around you so I know Marisol, I clearly can see. The vibe you have for him is brotherly/friendly - I just don’t get the façade you portray to others.”
She looked defeated as she put her head down clasping her fingers so tight she can see the whiteness through her knuckles. He joined her on the bed kneeling on the side he lifted her chin up with his finger. Lowering his voice, “Help me understand, I don’t want to compete with something that doesn’t exist.”
Looking directly at him with tear filled eyes, she swallowed trying to get rid of the lump in her throat. “It’s not like that, it’s not a game. We just use each other for public image. I guess for me it’s more of a shield to protect myself.”
Rubbing her cheek with the back of his hand he asked. “Protect you from what exactly?”
“I don’t want to talk about it. He has his reasons and I have mine let’s leave it at that.” Not wanting to upset her any further he backed off. He already confirmed what he really needed to know. Within time he’ll uncover the rest.
“Okay I’ll leave it at that but only for now.” He stated as he gathered her in his arms once again. It wasn’t until 2:00 in the morning when Marco left her warm bed. Reluctant to leave but he knew he had to protect her reputation. He didn’t want the town talking once his car is spotted in her driveway so early in the morning if he was to stay. Driving back to his mother’s his mind was in full force all his thoughts rambling through his head. He knew in his heart he was still in love with her. If only he can break down the walls she built around herself. Besides her defensiveness he can feel there is more she is holding back from him if only she could trust him. Despite all her walls, tonight had been amazing; making love to her was beyond belief. It surpassed all his dreams he had with her over the years. He couldn’t believe how passionate and beautiful she is, just thinking about it has him hard all over again. He also knew if he wanted her in his future he had to forgive her father so he can have inner peace in order to fully give himself to her but he wasn’t sure if he was capable of forgiveness. He spent the last twelve years of carrying anger and plotting revenge. He recently came to terms with his father but would he be able to do the same with her father? That he couldn’t answer quite yet and until he can he couldn’t declare his love to her. He had to be fair to her and he also had to think about Eleanor and Charley.
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Stretching her body within her sheets she couldn’t help but smile and think of the incredible night she had with Marco. Disappointment washed through her when he left earlier but he was right the rumors would flow quickly within the town and she needed to get her thoughts together. They made love about three times and had four orgasms a breaking record for her that’s for sure. If he only knew he was the only man she has ever slept with. No, he mustn’t know she didn’t want him to feel he had leverage over her. Amazing as it was she knew he wasn’t going to be here for long, his home was Texas. He had a business to run there and his partner already had concerns about expanding here from what she gathered from his phone conversations. She had to keep that in mind so she doesn’t trap her heart to a painful torture again. Plus, if she wanted to follow through with her revenge she couldn’t lose herself to him. So why did she feel vulnerable at the moment? Her heart was saying one thing and that little voice in her head had a whole different perspective.
A few hours later she found herself parking her Jeep in the church’s parking lot she still wore a smile on her face and it felt so good to feel what is the word she if looking for? Happy? Content? Yes, she felt happily content even if it’s for the moment she wanted to treasure it and abandon all other thoughts at least for today. Yes she wanted today for herself to cherish, she deserved it. Before getting out of her Jeep her phone buzzed it was Nate. “Hello Nate.”
“Hey babes, how have you been? I haven’t heard from you.”
“I’m sorry, I knew you were off this weekend spending time with Lucas, plus I went out with Marco Friday and Saturday.”
“What? That is great Marisol. Give me the scoop?”
“Well he showed me the ranch which by the way I can’t believe you held out on me. But I must admit it was a wonderful surprise. The place is amazing. I worked with some of the horses on Saturday. It was the best time I had in such a long time. I can’t believe how much I missed riding. By the way how are things going with Lucas?”
“You are not spilling the beans; horses smorses – what about Marco? How far did you go? Come on Marisol this is Nate you are talking to. I can hear it in your voice and I know it isn’t about the damn horses.”
“Wow, did you get some this weekend because you sure sound grumpy?”
“Yes, not only did I get some we had a very romantic weekend and hated the fact I had to leave. My mother is having a family brunch today, if the timing is right I might share my news. I’m not sure yet but I’ll keep you posted. The past two days were great and it showed me how things can really be if I just let it. Well we’ll see how it goes on the home front.”
“I’m so proud of you Nate. Just keep in mind they will be shocked at first but they’ll get over it. They love you. That’s one brunch I would like to be a fly on the wall.” She laughed and he joined in.
“Well sweetheart, you know you don’t have to be a fly, you are more than welcome to join us.”
“Oh no this is one brunch I will have to pass on but I’ll be home after church if you want to stop by.”
“Chicken shit. I’ll let you know, I have to start getting ready. I will call you either way. Love you babes.”
“Love you too.” Ending her call, her phone buzzed with a new text.
Mi Preciosa Joya,
Last night was mind blowing. I can’t stop thinking about you. I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did. I can still taste you on my lips. Are you free for lunch today with an obsessed Texan?
She couldn’t help the stir in her belly he created when reading his text message. She had even more fun responding.
Obsessed Texan,
Last night was okay; I think I still need to try it again to give you a true assessment. Regarding lunch I will have to decline I have other plans but thank you for the invite.
M...
Sending it she felt giddy with her bantering it felt like four play. She finally got out of her car knowing full well she was already late. Her phone began to buzz again but it will have to wait otherwise she will never make it to the doors of the church. She felt so light and free as she headed up the pathway of the church. She found a seat in the back corner of the church and during the service she couldn’t concentrate just thinking about Marco and wondering about Nate and his family. She couldn�
�t help but sneak out quietly and headed back home to spend some time with Mace and be ready if Nate needed her.
Checking her phone she had two notices; a missed call from Mr. Johnson and the other was a text message from Marco.
Mi Preciosa Joya,
It would only be fair to give you another try so you can provide an accurate assessment even though I already know the results. I look forward to it but until then it’s going to be difficult explaining to my mother as to why I keep taking cold showers.
Disappointed about lunch let me know if I can convince you to visit the ranch tomorrow after work and have dinner with me - my treat this time.
I hope your plans didn’t include someone carrying the testosterone hormones.
Jealous Texan
Her face all flushed she responded with shaky fingers.
Jealous Texan,
I would love to visit the ranch tomorrow and dinner sounds wonderful. I’m surrounded by a lot of testosterone – what can I say I’m a hot commodity. But I do look forward to my research for an “accurate assessment”…you are quite charitable. ;)
P.S. you must be the cleanest man in town.
M…
