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Chapter 9
"Where are you going?" Mark mumbled, tightening his arm around her waist.
"Bathroom." Lexie replied sleepily, pushing his arm gently away.
When she came back into the room, Mark leaned against the head rest, the sheet barely covering his midsection and Lexie couldn't resist to snuggle into his chest as she climbed back into bed with him.
"I thought you would sneak out." Mark stated calmly. "Like usual."
"This is my apartment. Why would I sneak out of my own apartment?"
"Habit? You never stay to wake up with me."
"Does that bother you?" Lexie asked cautiously, her fingers drawing lazy circles over his chest while she almost held her breath as she waited for his answer.
"A little." Mark finally admitted after a few minutes of silence.
"Why?" Lexie asked, pushing herself away from him so that she was able to see his face.
Mark didn't avert his gaze but waited almost a minute while he was staring into her eyes before he replied quietly. "Lex, we are not having an affair. We're almost spending all of our free time together. We ..." Mark took in a deep breath. He could almost not believe it himself what came out of his mouth next. "We are in a relationship, aren't we?"
"Do you want to be in one?" Lexie asked, not giving him an answer. She was afraid giving him too much would mean that she would just invite him to break her heart.
"You are one evasive woman." Mark replied slightly annoyed, not knowing what she wanted to hear from him. Women really were a mystery most of the times. He wasn't even sure if they understood themselves sometimes.
"Maybe."
"You are not willing to meet me halfway?" Mark huffed.
"Nope." Lexie replied, shaking her head slightly.
"Okay, fine!" Mark folded his arms across his chest, his eyes sparkling slightly amused. "Yes, I want a relationship. A real one."
"What does that 'real' relationship imply?" Lexie asked, her mouth twitching up into a smile.
"First of all, no more hiding." Mark explained and Lexie groaned out loud, slumping headfirst into her pillow.
"The media is going to have a field day." Lexie mumbled into the pillow.
"They'll calm down eventually." Mark shrugged it off.
"Second?" Lexie turned her head to face him.
"Second, ..." Mark's gaze turned more serious as he raised his hand and cradled her cheek. "I hate using condoms. Of course I always did in the past. But I've never been in a real relationship before and you can't imagine how much I want to feel you. Really feel you."
He knew that she had an IUD. She'd overheard her talking about it to Abigail and since then he couldn't stop thinking about having sex with her without a condom.
"As tempting as this sounds ..." Lexie replied, scraping together all her will power to refuse him. Alone the thought of him being in her without any barrier between them, his flesh touching hers, shot a hot ball of desire into her stomach. But she'd never been careless and she wouldn't start now. "Sorry, Mark. But we are not together for over six months and considering your history with women ... I do trust you that you've used protection every time but ... I'm sorry. As long as I don't have a negative HIV-test in my hands the protection stays."
"I get checked out every half year." Mark said. "I can let you look at my chart."
"Like I said. I know that you didn't sleep with anyone else since we started this relationship ..."
"Believe me, I wouldn't be able to even if I want." Mark interrupted her. "You are wearing me out."
"Yeah, I just can't get enough of you." Lexie grinned, pressing her body flush against his.
"Apparently."
"We can talk about it when you'll do a test after the six months. If we are still together then."
"Already sick of me?" Mark asked, only half-joking.
"Not yet." Lexie replied. "But you never know."
"You're really making me wait for such a long time?"
"Yep, I do. I'm a doctor, Mark. I'm not taking any risks."
"Okay, I understand." Mark told her before he straightened himself, pushing her gently back by her shoulders until she was sitting up in front of him. "But don't complain when it'll become too much."
"Too much?" Lexie asked.
"Well, since I'm not that sensitive with all this rubber between us I need more." Mark explained, a smug grin tugging at the corner of his mouth.
"Mark Sloan, you are incorrigible." Lexie replied, slapping her hand against his chest.
"I just thought you deserve a fair warning." Mark chuckled, wrapping his hand around hers.
"About what? You nailing me as often as you can?" Lexie huffed.
"Yep. As long as this last barrier remains, we are gonna fuck the hell out of each other. After that ..." Mark trailed off, suddenly realizing that he'd almost told her that they would make love.
"What do we do after that?" Lexie asked curiously. "Stop having sex?"
"No. I'll show you how much more intense it can get when you are really feeling him."
"Him, huh?" Lexie cocked an eye brow, continuing teasingly. "Don't you have a name for 'him'?"
"Don't need one." Mark smiled when her gaze dropped to the apparent bulge under the sheets. "He speaks for himself."
"Yeah, I can see that."
"Wanna feel it, too?" Mark smirked, already throwing off the sheets. Grabbing her feet, he pulled her under him, pinning her body into the mattress.
"Very much."
~M&L~
"Mark, what ..." Lexie got cut off when his mouth crushed onto hers and he shoved her into her apartment. Breathlessly she asked herself if it would ever go away. This intense desire, the need that sometimes overwhelmed them at odd hours and places.
Just this morning they'd agreed to call what they had a relationship and kind of celebrated it with a few rounds of sex. How it was possible that only a few hours later he'd almost knocked her door down because he apparently was too impatient to wait any longer wasn't really understandable.
He tore at her clothes while his tongue swirled around hers and dizziness overcame her when he swept her off her feet and pushed her against the next wall, his fingers digging into her thighs as he almost jerked her upwards, wrapping her legs around his waist and Lexie realized that he was already completely naked, though she didn't know how he'd managed to get rid of his clothes that fast.
She could feel him against her and she needed all her will power to shake her head. Putting her hands on his shoulders, she pushed him away gently, almost giving in when his eyes burned into hers.
"Mark, as much as you want it to be longer it's been only about twelve hours until our talk this morning not six months." Pressing her forehead against his, Lexie whispered with closed eyes. "Not without condom."
Lexie could feel how Mark's arms went around her waist and he pressed her against his body, walking slowly towards the bed room, lowering her carefully on the bed. Lexie could hear him rummaging around but kept her eyes closed because she was almost certain if she would look into his eyes once more she would grab him and just go with it.
"Lex?" Mark chuckled softly as he lowered himself on her, pressing his prominent erection into her, his flesh burning hot and hard against her.
"You can't convince me." Lexie replied quietly, pressing her lips together into a straight line, shaking her head slightly. "Not even with this admittedly very persuasive argument."
"I have an even better argument." Mark told her. "Just open your eyes."
"I don't want to look at you."
"You don't have to look at me. Just look at this picture."
"What picture?" Lexie asked surprised, her eyes shot open and she stared at the picture in his hand, needing a few seconds before she recognized what she was looking at from the tons of research papers she'd gone through over the last years. "Why are you showing me a picture of DNA bands?"
"You've ever heard of the quick test?"
"Quick test? For what?" Mark only grinned and Lexie took in a sharp breath, her eyes shooting back to the picture. "You didn't!"
"I did." Mark nodded affirmative.
"That's impossible." Lexie exclaimed, still staring disbelievingly at the picture. "How were you able to get the results so fast?"
"I'm Mark Sloan." Mark replied. "I have connections."
"I can see that." Lexie shook her head. "But damn, you must have been rushing to a lab the moment you left the apartment and they must have started the PCR right away."
"Yep, that's correct."
"So, this means you are clean?"
"I have the full lab report with me if you need to see it." Mark stated. "I'm clean."
"You wanted it so bad?" Lexie asked softly, her hands trailing up his chest.
"Yes, I wanted to feel you so bad." Mark pressed a kiss against her lips, shifting slightly to show her how bad he really wanted her and Lexie sighed quietly. "Is this enough for you or do you need to talk to the one who performed the test?"
Mark held up a condom, looking at her questioningly, a flash of disappointment crossing his eyes when Lexie took it out of his hand. Looking up into his eyes, she hesitated a few seconds, well aware that he thought she was going to ask him to put it on. She only wanted him to sweat for just a few seconds longer while the anticipation in herself grew steadily. She was going to sleep with him without protection, another step in a direction she hadn't wanted to go at first but he'd just pushed through her defenses over and over again and she'd stopped fighting it. It was futile anyway.
She raised a hand and trailed a finger along his jaw line, enjoying the feeling of his scruff underneath her fingers. "Yes." Lexie said quietly and Mark looked at her confused, not knowing immediately what she was referring to until Lexie threw the condom onto the floor, pulling him down, wrapping her legs around him. "It's enough."
Before her answer completely registered in his brain, she slipped her hand between their bodies and took him in her hand, guiding him to the place she wanted him most and without thinking he pushed into her, groaning deep in his throat when he felt her around him. Really felt her for the very first time. Her heat, her wetness without anything separating them.
She drew him in, her walls closing tightly around him and he began to move inside her, starting to tremble when he felt her slickness. He'd never slept with a woman without protection, never trusted any woman enough. He'd been famous for a very long time and he'd read over and over again the stories of athletes who had to pay tons of alimony because they had been not careful enough and got tricked by a woman.
He'd never considered himself father material, never wanted to bring a child into this world, knowing that he would be a horrible father. Of course his gene material was above average but that didn't mean that he had to share it with the next generation no matter what. But he trusted Lexie, trusted her to have it covered, that she really had an IUD.
Looking into her hooded eyes he was absolutely certain that she wouldn't betray him like that. He was safe with her and he let the joy of being in her overflow him, relishing the feeling of her around him.
Lexie had slept with two men without a condom. She knew that it felt different but she wasn't prepared for the feelings that rushed through her when Mark penetrated her. Her walls quivered once and she already expected to go off only by him pushing inside of her once but she actually managed to hold her orgasm back, wanting to wait until he would join her.
He took her with slow and steady strokes and Lexie arched her back, wanting to feel him deeper in her and Mark slipped his hand under her back, steadying her while he pushed into her as deep as he could, hitting her at the exact right spot over and over again. Lexie's body started to tremble uncontrollable, her breath catching in her throat and she dug her fingers into his shoulders, biting her lip as his thrusts pushed her closer and closer until she couldn't hold it back any longer and came almost violently, wave after wave crushing down on her.
Mark quickened his pace, thrusting deep into her, feeling her body starting to tremble under him. He was so damn close but he didn't want to come without her. He gritted his teeth, the sweat breaking out of every pore as he tried desperately to not go off without her. As he finally felt her walls flutter around him, hearing her shouting out his name as the waves of her orgasm rushed through her body, he groaned loudly, pushing into her more frantically until his body stiffened and he emptied himself into her.
Laying panting on her back, Mark's weight almost crushing her, she said hoarsely. "Okay, that was … just wow. I'm glad you were able to get tested today."
Lexie more felt his chuckle against her neck than hear it before he pushed himself up on one elbow, grinning down at her. "Me too, Dr. Grey. Me too."
Slipping out of her carefully he rolled down from her, turning his head, his eyes sparkling with barely contained smugness. "Go ahead."
"Go ahead where?" Lexie asked, still slightly breathless.
"Bathroom."
"How do a womanizer like you got so perceptive? Didn't you tell me you always used protection?"
"I did."
"Then how do you know that I want to go to the bathroom?"
"I'm just a smart guy."
"Yeah, you are a smartass." Lexie grumbled as she got up and went to the bathroom.
Mark grinned broadly, watching her behind as she stumbled towards the door. He was definitely going to enjoy their relationship. He would enjoy sleeping with her as often as he wanted. Now more than ever. Alexandra Grey was one hell of a woman and he admired her smart mouth almost as much as her body. He hoped he could keep her around for some time, hoping that she wouldn't turn into one of those clingy women who wanted to get married and have a family. He wasn't the type for marriage and a normal family life with 2.5 kids and a white picket fence but he was definitely the type to have mind-blowingly fantastic sex as long as he could have it.
Yeah, I know. They are still not any closer to admit their feelings to each other. But well, Mark never was in love with a woman before. He needs a little more time to figure it out and they are still distracted by all the hot sex they are having. :-)
