We had the weird one in the hospital cafeteria; the short one at the coffee shop outside and I even met the family. And we finally had our dinner date; the one that Mark had been obsessing over for what seemed like weeks. He had been sweet and attentive all night and the hot waitress only seemed to turn my head; I think he appreciated that.
We reached our shared front door in laughter; about something from our considerable past fuelled by wine and good food. Before I could fish out my key; Mark had suavely pressed my body up against the door, his hands either side of my waist, his lips already on mine. I ran my hands over his body, sneakily untucking his shirt before wrapping my arms loosely around his neck so I could bring him closer to me. His tongue teased mine briefly before I eagerly surrounded my mouth to his; the heat increased as he picked me up.
I let out a satisfied gasp when I found myself wrapped around Mark's waist; I looked down on his smiling face as we kissed again. He had a firm grip on me so when we were shocked by the door opening behind us I wasn't dropped; although I didn't notice the four people crowding the doorframe until someone coughed. The wine feeding my brain made me smile at them and Mark wished them a 'goodnight' as he finally opened the front door.
I took my coat off with a little help from Mark's willing hands and kicked off my shoes to the floor. I was suddenly extremely glad I was wearing my favourite set of lingerie as we were heading to Mark's bedroom at a considerable speed.
And we were at another door; I dismounted Mark gracefully and opened it for the both of us, taking him by the hand and guiding him in. Still holding his hand I pulled him in for a deep kiss; I tugged his jacket off and his shirt quickly followed, my hands instantly went to his chest. He broke away from my lips and paid attention to my neck as he unbuttoned my shirt; my head rolled back to encourage him to continue.
He crushed his lips onto mine; his stubble grazing me making my nerves take notice. He began softly, capturing my top lip between his and sucking gently before sliding a hand through my hair. Holding my head firmly he increased the tempo and as my mouth opened out tongues met with enthusiasm.
A fuzzy sensation began in the back of my head, this was a welcome feeling, and I relaxed into his arms. His free hand was tracing wild patterns on my back as we moved in the direction of the bed, as my legs hit the edge I heard the quiet snap of my bra being unhooked. He peeled the nude lace bra off my body and flicked it over his shoulder, then went in for another kiss.
"Oh god, Mark." The kiss was frantic; his hands snaking their way down to my skirt zipper. He dipped his fingers underneath the waistband; teasing me with what was to come. I got to his pants and unzipped them first; letting Mark wriggle out of them before he manoeuvred me onto the bed. He remained standing as I propped myself up on my elbows; leaving him able to remove my skirt. His eyes swept over my body.
Moving my legs apart allowed him to get close to my body; his hands touched my thighs which made me gasp and my skin tingle. His eyes connected with mine; we were both hungry for each other's body and with his hands underneath me he threw me onto the bed and quickly followed.
"God you're hot." I smiled as he began to caress my body as he kissed down my torso. His lips moved down my neck; I couldn't help but moan as he hit every nerve ending. A kiss on my collarbone gave a hiss of pleasure; a flick of the tongue at my sternum made my hips buck against his; a firm grip on my waist made me writhe. He stripped both of us of the last of our clothes expertly; not wasting a second of closeness or contact.
This time I initiated the kiss, passionate and rough forcing it on him. His mouth opened willingly and our tongues mingled together, flicking over each other in long languid strokes. I couldn't get enough, our naked bodies pressed closed together, our lips connected and our hands exploring. His hands ran up my thighs, I was now straddling his abdomen, felt over my bottom and ended up firmly planted on my breasts. I broke it off and sat up a little, resting on my hands, Mark barely broke his rhythm of playing with me passing a thumb over my already excited nipple.
He stretched over the bed with an arm and reached into a drawer and retrieved a familiar foil packet; he tore it open and I took the condom out and put it on. I knew his body was ready and he made sure I was too; his skilled hands touching me bringing me closer.
The feeling of him entering me was utter bliss, his hands didn't move from my body but his grip loosened marginally. As he gently pushed himself inside me I felt myself have to adjust my position to accommodate him. I know he was enjoying watching this pseudo-struggle; and I knew he would help in the best way possible given the chance. And he took it; thrusting deeply inside of me, the sharp pain lasted seconds before the intense feeling of ecstasy kicked in. Sitting up I threw my head back and stretched my body out letting my neurons soak up everything.
We moved together exceptionally, creating a delicious friction that was making me lose my mind. Every time he arched into me, I arched back into him. Our bodies were in constant contact, except the moments I slowly lifted off him and teased him. Infuriating him apparently was my speciality; he kept the grip on me tight, I wasn't allowed to do it again. He gave me the look. I loved the feeling of him inside me, nothing could compare with this moment of ultimate closeness. My hips bucked and I could feel a faint wave of rapture in my lower stomach.
"Oh god." My brain ceased operating making me unaware what was happening when I found myself on my back again.
"Why thank you." Egomaniac.
Wrapping my legs around his waist I felt him enter me again. My hands reached above my head and took hold of the low head-board to steady myself. This was getting intense, the waves were becoming stronger and more regular, but I didn't want to come yet, not yet. His chest met mine and I could feel his heart thumping away. Our lips connected again, wet, hot and yearning. His stubble grazed my cheek setting my nerves on fire, I couldn't take much more. I pushed my head back into the last remaining pillow offering up my neck to him; taking the incentive he began kissing my sensitive skin. Groaning loudly I knew I wasn't going to last and I got the impression neither was he. When my head finally came back down I was met with a pair of intense eyes, and when his arms went around my back to hold me I could feel myself come to the edge. Once that first wave washed over me I couldn't hold back.
"Don't stop." I whispered in his ear.
Grabbing my hips again he thrust hard inside me causing me to shout out. It travelled all over my body and when it hit my brain I struggled to contain it. I groaned and cried out his name and continued to enjoy my spectacular orgasm. I hadn't felt this good in so long, I didn't care my hair was in a state and my body was covered in perspiration.
When I quietened down I could hear Mark join in; the low rumble from his chest spurred me on further hitting my already responsive nerves. My legs remained tightly wound around him as he came inside me, driving deeply inside me for the last few times before he rested. We were breathing heavily and I was feeling pretty damn good about myself right now. Parting our bodies was easy; we literally slid off each other. Wrapping a sheet around my rapidly cooling body I turned on my side to face him. His eyes were gently closed and his face seemed sated, pleased with his performance no doubt.
I had to take a second to drink him in; a few short kisses were all that were needed to bring the tempo back down to something more manageable. I knew I needed the time to catch my breath and centre my head; and judging by the smile Mark was sporting, so did he.
I pulled the sheet around me tightly to keep the last of the warmth in; Mark helped me out by bringing another sheet over both of us and drawing me into his chest; his arm keeping me close. I breathed his masculine scent in and out several times; the effect was almost instant on my eyes. I could feel his breathing slow down a little and his body relax; he was feeling the glorious after effects too. He sleepily kissed the top of my head and whispered a goodnight before falling asleep. I was on my way too; but not before having a minor freak out; of all the years of sharing a wall with him I knew that he never went just the once. As my eyes finally closed my final thought was about what went wrong.