Chapter 11
Tyanna couldn't remember when she had gotten in bed, but that's exactly where she was when she woke up the next morning. She buried her face in her pillow as the events of last night came flooding back. She couldn't believe what she had done. How embarrassing. She couldn't help but feel good though as she remembered Mark's actions and obvious enjoyment. She threw the covers back and got out of bed. Grabbing her robe, she went and brushed her teeth and then made her way downstairs. She made her way toward the kitchen, intending on getting a cup of coffee, but she stopped in her tracks as she saw Mark. His back was to her, so she stood quietly as she watched him. He was wearing worn jeans, a white wife beater shirt and his hair was pulled back in a braid with his signature bandana. He was whistling as he was cooking what smelled to her like a wonderful breakfast. She cleared her throat as she walked in, not wanting him to be startled when he turned around.
Turning at the sound, he smiled at the sight of her. He stepped away from the stove and pulled her to him. "Mornin' darlin'," he greeted. He couldn't help but chuckle when Tyanna wouldn't meet his gaze and he could see her blush. He hooked his finger under her chin and lifted her face to meet his. He then leaned down and softly kissed her. He should've known that was a mistake because the minute their lips touched, he pulled her closer and deepened the kiss.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, Tyanna welcomed his passionate kiss. Before she knew what had happened, her robe had been untied and it fell to the floor. She felt Mark bunch her nightgown in his hands as he ran his hands over her body. She was clinging to his shirt and then was startled when he pulled it over his head and off with lightening speed. She gasped when he picked her up and held her against him. She got confused when he turned and set her on the counter. She closed her eyes as he began to kiss her neck, hitting that spot behind her ear. She gasped and said, "Mark…Mark what about breakfast?" She shouldn't have been surprised when Mark immediately went to the stove, turned off all of the burners and then resumed his actions. She was starting to get a little embarrassed as it was broad daylight and they were in the kitchen.
Feeling her hesitation, Mark guided her hand to his jeans. He grinned when he felt her fingers flex over the very obvious bulge in his pants. "Ya see darlin', I want ya again!" he chuckled. He choked on his words when Tyanna took it upon herself to start massaging him through his jeans. He held back the growl that wanted to escape.
Tyanna couldn't figure out what had come over here. What she had figured out, was that as long as she touched him there, she had complete control over him. That was exciting to her. And his encouragement and the way he made her feel last night, brought to life a boldness that she didn't know she had. She grinned as she stopped and unbuttoned his pants. She almost laughed at the wide eyed look Mark gave her. "You want to do this Mark? Here, in the kitchen?" she asked, her voice low and seductive. She wasn't even aware that her tone had changed and she wasn't tryin' to be sexy. But it turned Mark on more than he already was. All he could do was nod.
When Tyanna got his pants undone, she reached inside and watched as Mark jumped when she grabbed him. She inched his pants down just below his hips so that his erection was free. She began to stroke him and he moaned in pleasure. "Mark?" she asked.
"What is it sweetheart?" he asked, trying not to sound winded. But she was driving him crazy.
Tyanna didn't speak right away. Then as she slowly stroked him, she voiced what she was thinking. "I know that sometimes women…well they…umm…they put this in their mouths," she said.
Mark's eyes flew open and she was starting innocently back at him with her head tilted to the side. A big part of him wanted to pull her off the counter and put her on her knees in front of him. But he suppressed that side and swallowed hard before answering. "Well…uhhh…yeah, they do…if they…if they want to." He couldn't believe how much trouble he was having with this. "But I don't expect ya to do that," he ended on a growl as she had gripped him firmly.
With her newfound boldness and a need that she couldn't understand, she leaned close to him and whispered in his ear. "I want to try it. Will you teach me?"
Once again, she didn't understand how seductive she sounded and Mark had to control himself. He growled again as he scooped her off the counter and set her on her feet. He looked into her eyes as he placed his hands on her shoulders. He then gently pushed her down until she was on her knees in front of him. She looked up at him as if waiting for instruction. Mark swallowed again and then said, "Just don't bite!" was all he could say as his voice quivered a little bit. He wasn't sure if that was because he was overly excited or a little bit nervous.
Trying to remember what she had read about, she slowly opened her mouth and took the tip of him in. When Mark sucked in a sharp breath, she gained more courage as she took more of him into her mouth. She could see him ball his hands into fists as his side. She felt awkward, but she tried her best. She forced herself not to gag and remembered something about relaxing the back of her throat. When she did, she was surprised at how much of him she could get in there. Mark was surprised too as he gaped at her, trying hard not to move. He didn't want to choke her. He closed his eyes when he she moved back on his shaft. She then took him in her mouth again, adding a little bit of suction. She was trying to see the article in her mind. Though she couldn't remember it word for word, she remembered little tid bits. She looked up at Mark as that elicited a sound she hadn't heard him make yet. She took one hand and placed it at the base of his cock and what she couldn't fit in her mouth, she pumped with her hand.
Not being able to handle it anymore, Mark buried his fingers in her soft hair. She wasn't too worried, but then he grabbed a handful of hair and jerked her head back. She would've been terrified, but the look on his face told her that he was completely enjoying the pleasure that she was providing him. He began to pump his hips back and forth, forcing her to take more of him than she was ready for. But she went with it, gagging a couple of times. Moving her head back and forth for her, the sounds coming from him told her that he was really enjoying this. Then all of a sudden, he cried out and stilled his movements, holding her in place as he came like crazy in her mouth.
At first, Tyanna jumped in surprise. She wasn't sure what she was supposed to do now, but the saltiness of his cum was almost too much. She did the only thing she could think of, considering that his cock was still buried in her mouth, she swallowed. Mark caught his breath as his grip on her hair loosened. He looked down and snapped out of his pleasure filled stupor. "Oh my god, Ty! I'm so sorry, hang on," he exclaimed, running to grab a towel to help her clean up. Tyanna stood up as he came back with a towel. He began to wipe her mouth and her face. "I'm sorry I lost control like that!" he said.
Smiling, she said, "it's okay. It was interesting!"
"Well that won't ever happen again, okay. I won't lose control like that," he promised as he pulled his pants up and fastened them.
Moving to stand against him, she leaned up and whispered in his year, "it's okay. I kind of liked it!" She leaned back to look him in the eyes and marveled how his emerald eyes darkened with desire and she felt him become erect again. He smirked at her as he lifted her and sat her on the counter again. "What are you doing?" she asked.
In a deep, husky voice, all he said was "turn about is fair play!" He said. He then got down on his knees and wrapped her legs around his head. She whimpered when he tore her panties and threw them on the floor. He then snaked out his tongue and licked along her opening. Her hips bucked in surprise, but with one massive arm, he held her still. He began to rub her and kiss her and when he knew that she was wet and ready, he slipped one of his huge fingers inside her. Hearing her moan, he worked his finger in and out. Then he added another finger, making Tyanna squirm.
When Mark replaced his fingers with his tongue, her head fell back and clearly voiced her pleasure. She didn't think she would ever get used to the amazing things Mark was showing her. She tried to get closer to him, but Mark held her firm with his massive arm. Tyanna clutched at his arm as she could feel that same feeling she felt the night before. "Ooohhhh Mark!" she moaned. Her breathing began to labor and it seemed as if Mark's tongue was matching her erratic breathing. Before she knew what was happening, her legs instinctively tightened around Mark's head as she came.
Mark drank every drop as he couldn't remember the last time he tasted a woman that sweet. He stood up and got a clear view of her wet pussy as her legs still sat on his shoulders. He wanted to bury his cock so deep inside her. The straps on her nightgown had fallen down off her shoulders and he couldn't stop himself. He felt his manhood spring to life again at the sight of her half way naked and breathing heavily and he yanked her nightgown down to expose her breasts. He lowered his head as he began to feast first on her left breast and then on her right. Hearing her moan made him ache inside his pants.
With her legs still resting on his shoulders, he quickly unfastened his jeans and pulled them down just far enough to free his throbbing penis. He was about to plunge inside of her when the phone rang, kind of bringing him back to reality. The tip of his cock has just barely touched her entrance when he stopped. He kissed Tyanna passionately and she instinctively arched up toward him. Feeling her being pressed against him like that, with nothing separating them, his body stiffened. He was about ready to dive into her with wild abandon and she wasn't ready. Thank goodness for the phone. Sighing and dropping his head to hers, he breathlessly said, "we can't!" He then slowly set her legs down, pulled his pants up and fastened them. He turned to walk away as Tyanna quickly pulled her nightgown back up.
She sat there on the counter for what seemed like forever, but was really only a few seconds. She slowly removed herself from the counter, picked her robe up off the floor and went upstairs to her bedroom to get dressed and think. What the hell had just happened? She quickly washed and dressed and went back downstairs. She sat quietly on the couch and cringed in embarrassment when Mark appeared back in the living room. He stood there, not sure what to say. He finally cleared his throat as he looked toward the kitchen. "Ya wanna…uhhh…go out to breakfast?" Tyanna nodded but didn't look at him. He grabbed his keys and held the door for her. She walked out without even glancing at him. He sighed as they got in the car and made their way to breakfast.
