He didn’t say anything at first, he just held his hand there, over the thud of my chest like he was grounding me. Or maybe grounding himself.
Then, softly, “I’d stay if you never touched me again.”
My throat tightened. “That’s the problem. I want to.”
He smiled, smaller now, something private. “Then go slow. Take whatever you want. I’m not going anywhere.”
I’m. Not. Going. Anywhere.
Without letting another moment slip by, I leaned into him, our mouths hovering for a moment before resuming our kiss with double the force. The air caught fire almost instantly, like we’d never stopped.
“Tell me where you want me.” He demanded between kisses, his hands lingering at the base of my neck, waiting for their command.
My head fell back as his mouth found my neck again, and I moaned out, “Here.”
I guided his hand south to my breast. He took the lead then, palming the swell while his thumb skimmed over the peak of my nipple through the chiffon. It would be easy to blame the cold for why it was so hard, but my body and I knew it was all him.
His words. His voice. His body.
My dress was cut low enough that he didn’t have to move much to reveal it. And if I thought him touching me through my dress was maddening, I hadn’t even known the feeling until his skin was fully on mine.
A low groan escaped me, and as it came out louder than I’d meant to, Marcus’s mouth covered mine in a kiss. “Do you like this?”
My arms snaked round the back of his neck. “Like isn’t a good enough word.”
Once again, he smiled against my mouth. “What else do you want me to do?”
I’d never quite liked hearing my name so much.
I kissed him again, until his thumb flicked my nipple and my core melted, my mouth acting faster than my mind. “Here,” I said, guiding his hand down my body until we found the pool of heat gathering between my legs.
He practically growled against my mouth as he felt where I was taking him, and he pulled his head back enough that I could watch his eyes darken even more. “You sure?”
I nodded. “Uh huh.” As I said that, I guided his hand to my bareness.
And his reaction? Soul melting.
His eyes were on mine, darting between them like he couldn’t quite get the question out.
I answered anyway. “Thongs are awfully uncomfortable.”
His forehead sank against mine as his fingers took the lead, caressing me in a way that felt like I was a statue in the arms of its sculpter. “Part of me is very happy about that.”
My mouth hovered over his neck, kissing gently. “And the other?”
He shrugged, his thumb pressing into my clit, making me gasp. “Finding it very hard to not take the fucking lead.”
As his thumb began to circle, I felt my body go weak. “Yeah. Me too.”
The backs of my knees threatened to buckle, but luckily his other hand was like a stone pillar against my back, keeping me from crumbling. I leaned my body further into his, the swell of my breast pressing up against him. I kept my eyes on his as his thumb married my clit, altering his pressure in just the right way to stop me from spiralling and ending this entire thing before it had even really started.
While my clit became his, my mind wandered to everything else I wanted him to do, how I wanted him to have me. And somewhere between him dipping his mouth back to my neck and him hitting a nerve that made me want to call his name, I breathed, “I want you in me.”
My breathless breaths hit his face as he pulled back, looking down at me like I was everything. “Whatever you say.” His mouth collapsed onto mine in a hungry kiss, right as his fingers travelled over my wet folds, sliding perfectly to my opening.I must have nodded against him when he stopped, like he was really making sure I wanted this, and that only made me want him more.
After a beat he slipped one finger in, and it was like the start and the end of me. My head fell away, arching along with my back as a moan escaped my throat. He caught my mouth the second it got too loud, quieting me in the only way I wanted to be from now on.
His finger moved like he knew me, like he’d practised this a thousand times before. And with that he added another, his arm pumping at a pace that made me dizzy.
