~~~~~~~Chapter Twelve~~~~~~~~

Jenna waited anxiously, throat closing up with fear as she stared at his shocked face. Shaking her head, she fought back tears and pushed him off of her, standing up and walking to the mini bar and pouring a stiff drink, downing it in one go. "I'm sorry, Mark. I shouldn't have said it. I know you're not looking for anything serious." She muttered, rambling as she always did when nervous or upset. She turned her back to him, downing another drink, feeling the tears slowly fall down her cheeks. How could she be so stupid? She knew it was too soon. She jumped slightly as she felt to strong arms wrap around her and tensed waiting to hear him say it was over, that he could never feel the same way. Slowly he turned her in his arms until she had to crane her neck to meet his eyes. What she saw there shocked her to the core. Love, relief, happiness, all floated through the emerald seas of his beautiful eyes. "Darlin', don't ever run from me. Don't ever hide." He leaned down and kissed her lips softly, cupping his cheek in her hand as his other arm held her close to him. "And don't ever apologize for saying you love me." She watched, enraptured, to shocked to move, she watches as his head slowly lowered to her until their lips were only a breath away. Unable to take the silence or his intense gaze anymore, she closed the gap between them, their lips meeting in the softest of kisses, her tongue seeking entrance which was immediately granted. She felt his arms tighten around her waist and she was quickly pressed against the wall with his hands planted on either side of her head, effectively caging her in. Her shaking hands quickly move to the hem of his shirt, lifting it up and over his head, breaking the kiss long enough for them to both quickly shed their clothes, the need inside them too great to spend the time they'd like to in undressing each other. After she'd bent over to remove her panties, he found herself turned quickly, still bent over, her arms shot out to brace herself against the wall as she felt to strong hands on her hips. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard, baby girl. That sweet little ass looks so good." She felt her body shake and her core dampened even more at his erotic words. Before she could reply she felt him drive into her, his hard member filling her completely in one hard, swift thrust. "Maark" She whimpered softly as he stayed completely still inside of her.
Mark chuckled darkly as she whimpered, begged and writhed around his cock. "What is it you want, darlin'?" He asked through gritted teeth, trying to hold on to the little self control he had left. He had intended to go slow, to make love to her, but when she'd kissed him so hungrily, all his good intentions were gone. Now there she was, bent over between him in the wall, her rounded, plump ass staring up at him, begging for his hands. He was so lost in thought that he barely heard her response to his question. "Fuck me, Mark!" She gasped. And he was more than happy to oblige, her words sending pulses of heat and lightning straight to his balls, causing his hips to jerk involuntarily, driving him deeper inside her silken core.
Jenna's hands curled against the plaster wall of the hotel as he jerked and drove his cock deeper inside her, a ragged moan coming from her throat. She didn't have to wait long at all for him to answer her plea. He began thrusting into her over and over again in long, hard strokes, his thighs slapping against hers on each thrust. She loved the feeling of not being able to see him, it heightened the feel of him, the smell, the sound of their lovemaking. Feeling a sharp smack on her ass, she yelped and jumped slightly, he body clenching around his cock as he delivered another hard smack to her ass cheek. He continued that, after every few thrusts his large hand would come down like the hand of Zeus, lighting her ass on fire and leaving lightening in its wake. She couldn't stand on her own, as her body trembled and rocked with every vicious thrust. She felt him wrap his arms around her midsection, holding her up as he drove into her. He leaned down and began kissing and biting her neck, making his way up to her ear. "Come for me, Darlin'. Show me how much you need me." He purred into her ear, his deep Texas drawl driving her over the edge and she quickly flew into blinding ecstasy, bright white lights flashed before her eyes and she vaguely heard Mark call her name as he thrust once more before coming deep inside her, her name falling from his lips like the prayer of a man lost on a storm.

Slowing his thrusts, Mark slumped against her, his face pressed against her back, her body pressed against the wall. Unable to speak, she simply enjoys the weight of him against her. She gave a soft whimper as he slowly, gently pulled out then picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bathroom. "I think you earned a nice bubble bath after that, darlin'." He chuckled and sat her down on the tiled floor as he turned to start the bathwater and then picked her up and sat her in the large tub and poured some of the rose scented bubbles in. "You just relax and I'll grab us something to eat." He leaned down and kissed her lips briefly before straightening up and leaving the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

Jenna relaxed in the tub, letting the warm, fragrant water sooth her tired and aching muscles. Laying her head back against the tub she smiled to herself, body still tingling from the attention Mark had given it. She would never have imagined she would have fallen so deeply for anyone, especially so quickly, but she knew without a doubt that she was truly and deeply in love with Mark. She frowned as she thought about that. She realized he hadn't said it back, and she honestly hadn't expected him to. In her wildest dreams she had thought about it, wondered about how it would feel to hear him say those words to her, but she knew it wouldn't happen. She sighed as she realized she'd probably never hear those words from him and that send a chill through her body and straight to her heart. She knew she had to be careful. In the years since her divorce, she had never once risked her heart again, knowing how easily it'd been broken the first time by her ex husband. She never wanted to go through that again, but here she was, falling for a man that was so far beyond her league. She jumped as a knock at the door brought her out of her thoughts. "Darlin', You didn't fall asleep did ya? I've got food out here for ya." She heard Mark's deep drawl and sighed, looking up at the clock on the vanity, shocked to see she'd been in the bath for almost an hour. "I'll be out in just a minute." She carefully stood up and drained the water before wrapping a towel around her body and looking in the mirror, trying to tame her wild hair. Meeting her own gaze through the reflection, she decided then and there that she would love Mark no matter what and would enjoy every moment she had with him, even if he never felt the same. Smiling to herself she made her way out to the bedroom. She stopped dead in her tracks, looking around curiously, mouth open in shock at what she saw.

~~Authors Note: Thank you again for all of your support. I decided that since you were all so patient and supportive, and because the last chapter was so short, that I'd give y'all a little extra...Smut! I hope you all enjoy. Thank you again for all of your reviews and I hope you stick with me and this story.~~