Marcus

 

I give Emory some privacy to speak with her sisters and hop into the shower. I’m ecstatic at the news of her progress. We had talked earlier in the month and decided we wouldn’t make any permanent plans where our future is concerned, until she gets good news. That was her demand, not mine. I’d run her down the altar as fast as I could if she’d only give in. She’s stubborn to a fault, and I wouldn’t change her for anything, but something inside of me wants my ring on her finger and that piece of paper that says she belongs to me. Barbaric, I know, but I can’t help the way I feel. I want the entire world to see her finger and know she’s off limits, she’s taken, and there is no shopping in her market.

I step out of the shower, dry off and wrap the towel around my waist. I walk into the bathroom and freeze at the sight that greets me. Emory is buck naked, spread eagled and looking like a wet dream. I guess we’re celebrating the good news, hot damn! “Hey, baby,” I greet her.

“Hey there, handsome,” she purrs. My dick stirs, tenting the towel. “You going to remove that?” she asks indicating the towel. Might as well, not as if it’s hiding anything anyways. I slowly remove the towel and circle my hips giving her a little show.

“You want me, baby?”

“Yes,” is the only word she gets out before I make my way between her legs. I breathe in her intoxicating scent then swipe my tongue through her folds.

“Mmmm…” I murmur. I’ll never get tired of her taste. I look up at her face and say, “Then you shall have me.” I bury my head back between her legs and feast on her. She writhes and lifts her hips up as my tongue circles her clit. I push her hips back down and demand, “Stay still, baby.”

“Can’t, feels too good,” she tells me.

I place each of my hands on the sides of her hipbones and hold them down to the bed. I play with her folds, nipping them and licking them. I take a finger and insert it inside of her. She moans and tries to take advantage of one of my hands leaving her hips, arching her back and writhing. So, to keep her still, I take my arm and apply pressure across her abdomen, holding her down. I pump my finger back and forth until I see it glistening with her juices before I dive back in and attack her clit. She grabs ahold of my head and begins chanting.

“Don’t stop, Marcus. Please, don’t stop.”

Stop! Hell no, she’s going to come all over my tongue before I’m even going to consider impaling myself inside of her. I add another finger and stretch her, scissoring my fingers. She’s always been so damn tight, she’s the perfect fit for me. Nothing has ever felt as good as being buried deep inside of my girl.

“Fuck! I’m gonna come!” she screams out. I place my fingers on the magic button inside of her and massage her, I feel her tightening around my digits and keep going at her clit. I circle, suck and taste every inch of it. Once her release hits, and she screams out my name following her release, I climb up her body. I reach over to the nightstand drawer and grab a condom, counting down until the day comes that I no longer have to use them. I pull a square from the roll, before I have a chance to open it, Emory grabs it from me and rips it apart with her teeth. Sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. She pulls the rubber out of the package and rolls it down my length, I can’t help but watch as her hands touch me. Mesmerized by the look on her face as she swipes her tongue over her bottom lip, I nearly blow my load. I think of the game I watched last night on the television, I think about statistics, plays…anything, but what her hands are doing to me. Once she’s finished I slide back down her body and lay over top of her. I lean down and kiss her, glad that she’s never shied away from kissing me after I’ve gone down on her. It turns me on, I never had a lover who didn’t fear their taste on my lips. But Emory? God, she devours my lips, as if she can’t get enough of our combined taste. As we kiss, I take my hand and line myself up, then I slowly inch my way inside of her, wanting to savor the feeling for as long as I can. My little hell-cat will demand it faster and harder, this is the only time I get away with a slow, gentle glide.

“Marcus, please,” she says after my third slow pass in. Knowing what it is she wants, I slam inside of her to the root. She arches her back in pleasure.

“You want my cock inside of you? All of it, how do you want it, baby?”

“I want you to punish my pussy, Marcus.” Damn, that woman talks dirty to me and I lose all control. I slam inside of her over and over again. I switch things up, sometimes I go straight in, others I swivel my hips hitting her g-spot just right. I’m teasing her in my own way, but still giving her what she desires most.

“Fuck yeah, Em. Grip my dick with that tight pussy of yours,” I say, panting. I pull out causing her to become frustrated with me.

“No, Marcus, I was almost there.”

“I know, beautiful, turn over, ass in the air and hold on to the bedframe,” I tell her. She loves it when I give her demands and take control in bed. She does as I say, I grab a pillow and place it under her hips. I line myself back up and slam home. I grab her hips and pull them up where her knees are barely touching the mattress. “Mine, Emory. You’re all mine,” I growl out between thrust.

“Yours, forever, Marcus,” she stammers out breathlessly.

Her declaration causes me to pick up my rhythm. I slam in and out of her, grabbing her long hair and wrapping it around my fist I pull her body back into mine, I scoot us forward, she now is on her knees, arms still stretched out as she holds onto the frame. I pull her head around and slam my lips onto hers. She aggressively accepts the kiss and we begin dueling with our tongues. I steadily slam inside of her, only pulling back when I feel my release trying to take hold. I push her back down on all fours, and look down at my dick, seeing our combined pleasure.

“Come, baby, I need you to come now!” I growl out to her. I see her take her arm and it disappears beneath her. “That’s it, baby, play with that pretty clit of yours.” “Marcus!” she screams out and comes hard, gripping me tightly, I pump inside of her a few more times before I join her.

“Fuck, Emory!” I shout out my release. I land on top of her to gather my wits. She falls flat on her stomach breathing heavily, I roll off her and pull her back to my front. I swear, I’ll never get tired of being with her. She is everything important to me in this world. I don’t just want her, I need her, she is the key to my happiness.