I tried to struggle, to fight him off, but he wrapped his arms around my waist and held me tighter to his rock hard body.
“Jody.” He said my name in a really soothing manner with his head resting on my shoulders. “I know my boss, and I know he is not that kind of person. I’m not that kind of person too. We would never intentionally hurt the person we care about. He would definitely make things right with your friend, I promise.”
My heart morphed into Jelly at his words as I wrapped my tiny arms around his neck and hugged him back.
He drew back a little and rested his lip on mine, sending waves of tingles all over my nerves. I let him in as he tongue gently took control of my whole mouth and senses.
I have been with quite a number of men in my life but I couldn’t remember the last time a man made me feel this safe and loved.
And the sparks. I had lost faith in sparks, in ever getting that sensation of butterflies in my stomach for a guy.
I believed at some point that it was simply because I was growing older, but I was wrong. I just haven’t met with the right person.
Why did I turn Marcus down publicly back then in high school? I wondered as our kiss went deeper and deeper, drawing out breathless moans from me.
Maybe we would have dated and broken up, and then we wouldn’t get to have this opportunity, this moment. I thought, answering myself.
He threw all my ability to think through the wind as he rummaged his lips through the crook of my neck, kissing me all the way to my collar bone.
I stopped him and held his hand, leading him to my bedroom which was at the rooftop of the house. His sturdy frame made my bedroom look smaller as he stood scanning the whole place with a look of approval in his eyes.
“Your place looks great, Jody” he commented but I didn’t let him finish. I placed my lips back on his and we resumed from where we stopped.
He scooped me into his arms and laid me gently on the bed with his lips still fastened into mine. I helped him shrug out of his long coat and then unbuttoned his dark-blue shirt with an urgency of someone being chased by fire.
He stopped kissing me and took off the rest of his clothes hurriedly and I felt his hands all over my body up to my breast.
I was still on the nightie so he traced his hands back to my laps and lifted the light piece of cloth slowly and torturously, letting his fingers send explosions through my skin. I shuddered, feeling goose bumps crawl out from my body in masses till the cloth was off my body and our skin touched for the first time. Marcus threw the clothes from the bed as well as all of his, including his boxers short exposing a rock hard manhood that took my breath away.
He was huge down there with a mind blowing dripping sexiness up here with his bulging abs and firm muscles. This was too much to take in at once. He smiled down at me as he noticed my dazed expression.
I gasped, raising my body up from the bed so I could get a better feel of his smooth and sumptuous skin. He suckled the skin on my neck hungrily, and then working his ways down to my titties, biting it softly and then harder, causing me to let out a cry of pleasure.
His hand played on the other nipple, pleasuring and torturing me at the same time. I needed him so badly, I could feel myself dripping for him in the most sensuous way ever.
While he punished my nipples, his other hand traveled down to my thighs, and then to the wet folds of skin in my honeypot. He slipped his middle finger into me, sending spasms of ecstasy through me. My legs shook feverishly, suddenly becoming too weak to stand on their own as a maddening orgasm send my body into an erratic numbness.
But I wanted more, and as if he knew, he added another finger and my mind totally went blank as I grabbed his arms, digging my nails into his flesh and moaning out his name like a lifesaving mantra.
He fingered me some more before taking out his hand and positioning on top of me properly. He placed his long hard shaft at the entrance of my core, slipping deep into me at the first thrust. He groaned, burying his head into the crook of my shoulders as he continued to thrust deeper and faster like a possessed demigod.
Beads of sweat from his skin dropped onto the lines between my breasts adding to the magic of the moment. I rested my arms on his chest and pushed him off so I could prop myself properly for a backside plunging.
I faced down, resting my body on the pillow while raising my ass up by dipping my waist in. He grabbed my waist firmly, keeping it in position before shoving his mountain shaft into my wet folds. I grabbed my bed sheets, while he grabbed my hair, earning him another loud moan from me.
He plunged into me faster from behind until he began to shudder, clutching my waist more tighter and burying himself balls deep into me as I let out my own shrill cry of satisfaction.
He fell on the bed with a thud while I fell on his rigid body, feeling more burned out than I could remember.
“I love you, Jody.” I heard him drawl before slipping into dream land.
I smiled, kissing the top of his beautiful forehead before allowing sleep to take me on his arms.