Chapter eleven
Mark felt Piper relax underneath him and he changed tack, his kiss becoming soft and sensuous instead of an all out attack. No matter how irritating this woman could be, she was sexy as hell, and he couldn't wait to have her again. He released her lips and trailed small kisses along her jaw, moving down to nibble at her neck as he started removing her clothes in a slow and leisurely fashion, making sure he didn't jerk her out of the sensual trance she was in. He wanted her complete co-operation this time, and he wanted her to enjoy every second of their lovemaking. A sigh gusted from her lips as he finally pulled her top completely off her and released the catch on her bra, sending her breasts spilling into his waiting hands. Mark took the time to admire the perfection before him this time, not wanting to rush himself as his big fingers gently traced the firm, pale curves. He smiled as her nipples peaked at such minor caresses, proving her body was incredibly willing and open to whatever he wanted to do, even if her mind wasn't. Leaning down, he raised his eyes to her misty ones just as he took one hard peak into his mouth, nibbling softly on it and then laving it with his tongue. He was gratified to see her eyes squeeze shut as she arched towards his tormenting mouth, begging for more of the torture he was so happy to inflict on her. He went to work in earnest then, drawing her deeply into his mouth as he sucked and using his hand to caress her other breast, making sure it didn't feel left out in any way. The small noises that came from her as he touched her only spurred him on more and he finally released the turgid peak, running his tongue to the underside of the firm mound and licking a path down and across to her belly button, where he nipped at her smooth skin. Piper yelped and her eyes opened, the pupils dilated with passion.
Mark moved back up until he was bracing himself over her and then he lowered his head again, taking her lips in another gentle kiss and slowly deepening it as she responded with more and more ferocity. Breaking off once more he rested his forehead on hers, breathing raggedly as he tried to calm his body down sufficiently to continue teasing her. His eyes met hers. "Touch me, Piper," he commanded deeply, taking her hands and drawing them up to rest on his enormous chest, her fingers clenching in the fabric of his shirt as she tried to fight off the urge to do as he said.
But she could no more deny him than she could deny herself, and her hands went to work of their own accord. Without even realising what she was doing she unbuttoned his shirt and pushed the material away from him, revealing that huge rippling torso to her gaze once more. A sharp breath drew in through her parted lips as she stared. He was even more magnificent than she had remembered, probably because she had tried very hard to forget. She stroked her way over the hard planes of his chest until she found a small nipple and started toying with it, frankly fascinated with the way he shuddered and it went hard. Small tremors raced through his big frame as she found the matching nipple and made that equally as hard, every now and then staring up at his face curiously. It was strangely enjoyable to touch a man and see him shake weakly because of what you were doing to him, especially a man as physically strong as this one. Biting her lip with sudden longing, she pushed tentatively at him and was startled when he rolled onto his back with hardly any urging, giving her more freedom of movement.
It didn't occur to her that she now had a way of escaping, she was enjoying what she was doing too much. Frowning slightly, she wondered if men felt the same as women did when they were touched in certain ways....and she nervously bent her head, her tongue flicking out and touching one small nub to see what happened.
His reaction was all she could possibly have hoped for. He groaned and his fingers speared through her hair, holding her there in case she tried to stop, a slight pressure urging her on. She eagerly complied, running her tongue back and forth over the small peak and then closing her lips around it to suck softly, his groans and the tremors in his torso making it that much more pleasurable. She let go reluctantly and ran her tongue up the middle of his big chest, finding a nice coating of red hair there that surprisingly turned her on even more, and then she got to the partial tattoo on his throat. She drew back to look at it inquisitively, cocking her head to one side as she realised it might have once been a word, not just a picture. She couldn't make out what it had said and she mentally shrugged, dipping her head again and licking her way across it and then back down his chest. The hair proved too much of a temptation and she grabbed some between her teeth and pulled on it, making him groan sharply again, his breathing becoming even heavier.
"Do that again," he ordered her, his voice so deep it almost sounded slurred. When she did as he asked, he groaned again and shuddered, pulling her back up his body so he could plunder her mouth once more, his tongue shooting rhythmically back and forth as his hands held her head firmly in place.
Mark tried to calm his body down, but found he was fast losing control. The way she had been touching him had been mind-blowingly erotic, and yet she hadn't once ventured below the waist, something that amazed him. He rolled her over underneath him and quickly removed the remainder of her clothing, his own following with equal speed until they were both finally naked. He knew he didn't have time or patience enough to prepare her much more for his body, but he was also aware that a kiss could be just as big a turn on as foreplay sometimes, so he took her mouth again. One of his big hands stroked down her smooth body and insinuated itself between her thighs, gently cupping the heated mound between her legs and making her squirm.
He broke off the kiss as he slipped one large finger slowly inside her tightness, his eyes holding hers as he explored her tenderly. "You want me darlin'?" he asked her, his voice much gentler than he had intended it to be.
Piper gasped as he pushed the digit further inside her, twisting it slightly as his mouth started nibbling her neck again. "I d..d....I do..." she gasped out, unable to deny what he would so obviously be able to feel anyway.
It was all he had been waiting for and he pulled her thighs further apart with his big hands, settling himself down against her, his hardness probing at her slick flesh until he could start to sink slowly inside her. Piper moaned as she felt him invade her, her memory of how big he was fairly accurate as he stretched her around him, being much gentler this time. She looked up at his tense face and was surprised at the wave of emotion that swept through her at his treatment of her. He was really making love to her, not just screwing her this time and she responded to it as if he really was the love of her life. She didn't have too much time to analyse her feelings as he drew back and then surged forward again, sinking to the hilt inside her and pulling her legs up around his waist as he started a smooth rhythm that soon had her arching upwards to meet every thrust.
He grabbed her hands and placed them back on his chest, telling her without words what he wanted and he continued on with the same relentless pace as she caressed his chest, finding his nipples again and pinching them harder than she had meant to. He responded by moving faster and she gave a whimper as her mind started to break apart under the strength of passion running through her body.
Sensing she was close, Mark pulled her legs up higher and starting moving faster and deeper, careful to make sure he didn't hurt her. He lowered his head and kissed her again, loving the feel of her soft lips under his and her tongue delving into his mouth as she tried to get even closer to him. It was better like this, he thought while he was still able to. Better being face to face with her so he could touch every inch of her lovely body and kiss her, too. The first contraction of her inner muscles squeezed around him and he drove wildly for his own release, the feel of her clamping down on him as her body convulsed sending him spinning off into his own splintering ecstasy where he was blind and deaf.
What felt like ages later he came back to himself to find he was laying his entire weight on top of her slight form, and he slowly moved to her side, gathering her trembling body up against him. He looked down at her to find her eyes were closed, and her face was flushed a bright red. Laboured breaths were coming from her parted lips as she came down from her own climax.
"Piper? Are you okay?" he asked, surprised when his voice came out slightly husky.
"Mmm," she murmured, nodding slightly and nestling her head against his chest. He realised she was falling asleep and he smiled with surprise and pleasure. He had expected her to leap off the bed and accuse him of raping her or something, and here she was getting comfortable and snuggling with him. He couldn't deny it felt good, and he certainly didn't want to break the spell just yet, so he wrapped his arms around her and closed his own eyes, dozing off.
****Okay, so the whole chapter was just rudeness. Ah well. Hmm, a big, naked Mark Calloway.....laid out on a bed and ready to explore...sigh. I'll write some more soon, maybe without the rudeness! Depends on my mood really!! Thinking about bringing in her sister Paige, but who could I bring in to pair her up with? I bet I know who Cat would suggest :-)****