I turn to him and hold his gaze, and if I didn’t like him enough before, I think I’m crossing the line from like to love.
The way he talks about her and makes her his number one is something I’ve always dreamed of, but it wasn’t in the cards for me growing up. And watching him be so sweet with Aria warms the icy wall around me that holds memories I don’t want to remember.
“Of course, you will. I’ll never stand in the way of a relationship between the both of you. You two have a special bond, and I would never break that.”
His eyes stare down at me kindly, giving my hand a big, reassuring squeeze. “I know, and I told her that. You are so kind-hearted. She just hasn’t allowed herself to see that yet.”
Hearing that makes a flush crawl up my neck and onto my cheeks. I smile bashfully before looking over at the stunning gardens surrounding us, totally lost in our lust bubble.
We stay silent as we continue to walk back to his place, sipping our coffees, hand in hand.
As soon as we hit the stairs, he glances down at me with his heated brown eyes. I smirk and kiss him. Before I can pull back, he grabs my face and kisses me hard, working around me to open his door.
We stumble inside, and I tear at his shirt, fumbling my way through unbuttoning it whilst not watching what I’m doing because I don’t want to disconnect our mouths. But when I open his shirt, I’m gasping, trying to catch my breath as I rake my eyes over his toned chest and down over each of his abs to his belt. I swallow thickly, his breathing loud and labored, and when I slowly bring my gaze back to his face, he’s amused.
“You like what you see?” His eyes are darker now and filled with desire. I nod and lean forward, kissing his exposed neck, and then move my mouth to his ear, and whisper, “I fuckin’ love it.”
And he growls, pulling back with feral eyes. Our hot mouths collide again, our tongues tangling, teeth clashing, and loud grunts sounding between us. This kiss is different. This kiss is full of deep longing, anever letting you go moment, both of our hearts pouring out into each other. It’s making me unhinged and him just as much, and I haven’t seen this side to him. But it makes the moment more exciting knowing he can’t slow down or that he can’t get enough of me either. The taste of his coffee mixed with the smell of his spicy aftershave is sending my senses into overdrive.
I can’t get enough of him; I need him now.
My teeth scrape his bottom lip and tug it roughly. Needing some air, I’m gasping as if I have no oxygen left.
“So good. So fucking good. All for you,” he rasps, and I smirk against his lips, loving the way he likes these little nips. And a humming sound leaves my throat, knowing he is saying he’s all mine. Because I feel the same way. I want him to have all of me; my mind, body, and soul. My hands run over the back of his neck, messing up his hair and bringing my mouth back to his so we can kiss again. This time, when we pull apart, our breaths tickle each other’s lips.
“Marc. I need you.”
He kisses my forehead, then his lips touch my ear, and I shiver. “You got it.
Scooping me up, he carries me up the stairs as if I weigh nothing, while I sling my arms around his neck and snuggle in against him. Kissing his neck, I run my tongue along his salty skin, the word “fuck” rumbling from his chest and into mine. I watch his Adam’s apple bob as he swallows hard. I do it again to torment him, and in response, I get another sexy growl.
Every step toward his room makes the thrill of what’s about to happen accelerate. I can’t wait to run my hands over his skin and have him show me how worthy I am. I love how he shows me with actions how much I mean to him.
He lowers me to the bed, and I reach out to run my hands up his back and through his unruly dark hair. Pulling his head closer to mine, I brush my lips against his. I can never have enough of his lips.
“I added something to our list…something I want to try.”
I swallow thickly as he stares at me with determination. Licking my lips, I ask, “What is it?”
He grins wickedly before shuffling off me. I groan that the heat from his body is gone, and he chuckles. “Bella, I’ll be right back. I’m not going anywhere. You’re very needy tonight.”
I hum. “So nTheedy.”
“Fuck,” he mumbles as he walks to his closet, disappearing for only a few seconds before walking back out and bringing me a box. I frown, and he hands it to me. I rest it on my lap and lift the white lid to see a pink vibrator staring back at me.
I roll my lips before biting them, peering up at him with amusement. “This is on your list?”
“Yes. Move up to the middle of the bed and lie back. I want you to part those legs and show me your pretty pussy.”
I put the box on the floor and scramble up the bed eagerly, lying back and opening up for him. I expect him to follow, but he only moves a few steps to the end of the bed, a hungry expression sitting on his face.
“Are you going to join me?” I ask as my lower belly quivers with nerves.
He smirks. “No,Bella. I want you to grab your new friend and put it on your clit. I want you dripping before I fuck you.”
A throb hits my center and I breathe out, “Oh God,” closing my eyes briefly before reopening with a dazed look. My breathing increases, and I know it won’t be long before I’m panting through a climax.
I put the vibrator on my clit, and he growls, “Good girl.”