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Mary removed their breakfast dishes and let them sit in the sink. Then she strolled over to him and sat on his lap. "All I can think about is fucking you again."
His breath froze.
"That's all you had to say" he reached through the opening in the robe and touched her breasts. She moaned. "I'd like to fuck you until we can't move, Mary. Do you have any plans for today?"
"To keep you entertained"
She found his bulge under her ass and stroked. His arousal evident as it grew within seconds.
Fuck, I can't believe how much I've wanted her and now she wants me too. He picked her into his arms and carried her to bed. "Shall I tell you what I'm going to do or surprise you?"
"Oh..." she moaned as the thought of Marshall talking dirty, "tell me! God, don't spare the dirty talk Mann!"
He laughed. What a perfect pair they made. He threw her on the bed and crawled over her body. "Well, first I'm going to suck on your pretty flushed breasts like they're my last meal." He tore her robe open and opened his mouth over her breasts.
She moaned, "Yes, I love that. More!"
Her breasts drove him crazy. He always knew they'd be generous. He cupped on in his palm, felt the weight of it and sucked. When he pulled away, she growled in frustration until he suckled onto the other one.
She shuddered and gasped. He couldn't believe she was so responsive to his touch.
"I want you, Marshall. I want you now!"
"Not so fast babe, I have plans for you. I haven't even started."
"God Marshall, if you stop I'm liable to shoot you!"
Ignoring her threat, he crawled between her knees, bent down and kissed around her breasts. Reached down to her navel and tongued her belly button. He kissed her inner thighs, then ran his tongue over her lower lips. She opened her body as if trying to bring her clit to his tongue. He wouldn't tease her. He was hard enough to cut through steel and wanted his own pleasure too.
He barely touched her clit with his tongue. She moaned as he lapped at her clit, moving faster and faster as she arched her body closer to him. She shattered almost at once. Mary screamed her release so loudly she was afraid her neighbors heard.
"Stop!" she pushed him away, "No more"
As much as he wanted to continue, he relented at her wishes. She panted and stared at him in amazement. Never in all the time she knew Marshall had she thought he would be this passionate. He was always such a gentleman.
"Are you sure you've had enough?"
"Yes"
He smiled, "You thought...that possibly I wouldn't know how to make you scream?"
She grinned, "Roof renting, huh?"
"Afraid so babe"
Lifting an eyebrow she asked, "Babe?"
"It's an endearment"
"I know what it is Marshall, but why use it?"
"You'd rather I call you baby?"
Glaring at him she rolls her eyes, "We don't have to use endearments here, not like we're..."
"What? Not like we're a couple? In a relationship?" growled Marshall
Groaning she rolled away from him muttering, "Not that again"
Frowning he saw her retreat, he could see her put all her defenses up, "Stop! We have to talk about this"
Rolling back to him she pressed her body against his, feeling his hard length press into her belly. Gripping her waist, he lifted her up and back onto his hardness. He'd never been so hard or his sack so tight. He followed her lead, they could always talk about their relationship, or lack thereof on her part, later.
He almost exploded as her moist heat enveloped him. She panted hard and fast as he moved her, his swollen head hitting her clit.
"I need more" he panted
Mary reached down between them and grasped his hard length. She pushed herself up and slowly lowered herself on his hardness. As much as she had him throughout the past week, he still felt too big. He could feel her stretch around him, watched her face as inch after inch of his body pressed into her. Moaning, she bit her lip.
"Oh, God, Marshall, you're so big."
Marshall spanned her waist and lifted her up and down slowly. Each time, he came into her little by little until he was completely deep inside of her. He watched as his body slid in and out of her body. The sight was so erotic, he groaned and held her still against him. Grinding his hips against hers.
The need inside of him was so intense, he rolled them over. He was lying over her, fully inside of her. He started to move, slowly at first. In and out. Holding her thighs tightly, he pushed in then pulled out to the tip, then pushed back in.
Mary felt like screaming at his slow pace, every muscle in her body craved for a fast ride. Reaching down she covered his hands on her thighs with her own. He twisted his hands around to lace them with hers. He pressed down on top of her body as he moved her hands up over their heads, pinning her to the bed. She loved his weight on top of her. It made her feel secure and loved.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and held on as he took them to the edge of an explosive orgasm.
Burying his face in her neck, Marshall pounded his hardness into her. He wanted to plunge himself so completely into her that they became one. A savage need to possess Mary made every muscle in his body quiver.
He was going insane as her smell intoxicated him. Clamping his eyes shut, he rammed his body deep inside of her. She screamed his name, "Marshall!"
Marshall followed her into his own release, he could feel himself gush deep into her. Even as he climaxed, he wanted more from her. He needed her to completely accept him. A thought that shot straight to his heart.
Spent, he rolled off her and ran a shaky hand over his sweaty face. He turned his head to look at her, she had a smile of satisfaction on her lips. He was sure he had a grin on his.
Panting he rasped, "Whether you like it or not, we are in a relationship"
She opened her eyes and looked at him, "How...do...you...figure...that?"
He rolled towards her and pulled her into his embrace. He ducked his face under hers and kissed the column of her neck, suckling at the skin. Sure he had just marked her as his. "Because you can't get rid of me, now or ever"
Mary ran her fingers through his hair and tugged his head up, staring at his eyes, "This is just fucking"
Closing her eyes she leaned down and kissed him, tangled her fingers in his hair, holding him close to press open mouth kisses to his mouth. She flicked her tongue against his lips until he opened for her and they kissed slowly, their tongues dueling. The need to rush was gone.
"You keep thinking that" he murmured into her mouth.
Groaning she pulled away and nestled against him, "Sleep lover, I'll wake you in an hour"
Chuckling he pulled her close asking, "What time will Norah come home?"
"Mark said Sunday night" murmured as she fell asleep against his chest.
Marshall closed his eyes and joined her.
TBC?
