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Chapter 23
Pushing the door open, I peered over my shoulder one last time to ensure that am going in unnoticed. As I stepped into the room, I can feel my nerves taking over, my palms are hot and sweaty, my legs weak, and I know I am holding my breath. Closing the door behind me, I skillfully work the lock without a sound and turn to face him.
His massive body is covering the top of the mattress, with just a thin sheet partially covering his naked frame. Biting my lip I fight to remain calm and steady the pulsing ache that has started in my core. Just seeing his bare chest illuminated by the soft moonlight and one of his long massive legs lay carelessly bare, the sheet stopping at his thigh. It wasn't until I found him like this that I realized how much I truly wanted him... Lord knows that Mark is a desirable man, but only a woman with this picture could fully understand how much so.
I hear him sigh in his sleep, as his body rolls effortlessly until he is flat on his back, with one arm on his stomach and the other on the pillow beside his head. Knowing that if I don't make my move now, that I am going to turn and run out of his room, I gather up my pajama pants and approach the end of the bed. Lifting my leg I place my knee on the soft mattress, applying a little weight, hoping it would help me judge the depth of his sleep, before I took the chance of crawling up his body.
When he doesn't move, I slowly start the climb up the bed and his head turns toward me, and I pause to see if he is awake, but nothing happens. My heart is beating out of my chest, and I am holding my breath as I move again. This couldn't be happening any more perfectly. Deftly I pick up my left leg and bring it down over to the side of his hip and then do the same with the other, lowering myself into a straddling position over his waist.
Leaning forward I can see his eyelashes fanned out across his cheeks as I gently nuzzle the tip of his nose with my own, before I give a soft kiss to his full lips. I watch him as his eyes flutter open, then grow wide with surprise. Grabbing my shoulders, Mark pushes me back as he sits up, getting a full view of my face.
"Cheyenne?... What are you..."
"Shh." Is my only verbal response as I pull his hands from my shoulders and place them above his head and used my body to push him back against the mattress. "Do you have any idea how much I want to feel you right now?" I asked against his lips then tilted my head back enough to watch his eyes dart back and forth on my own, searching.
"Chey... Please... I am not a man to be played with." he whispered huskily.
Arching my back, I pushed my hips into his, feeling his member swell from the intimate contact, "I wish I could play about this." I breath claiming his lips hungrily.
As I feel Marks lips move along with mine, the electricity of our very first shared kiss, shocked the air out of my lungs and I released his hands to cradle his face, as our tongues mated.
Mark wrapped both of his long arms around my back and flipped us over so that I was beneath him, his full weight resting on me as he rocked himself against me, "Mmm, Chey..." He moaned removing his lips from my swollen ones, "If there is any chance, you are going to change your mind, you better say so now." he warned propping his forehead on mine while he tried to catch his breath.
Giggling, I leaned his face toward my mouth and nibbled his jaw line, "I...initiated... this." I stated between bites, "Don't... you dare... stop."
Rocking back on his knees, he sat up on his hunches and pulled me with him, yanking my shirt over my head along the way, once I'm released he used both hands to cup my breasts, claiming my mouth once again.
Without breaking the kiss I moved to my knees and started to take off my bottoms, but Mark tears his mouth from mine and forces me suddenly to my back and slides them down my legs and throws them to the floor.
I feel my whole body flush when Mark stops and just stares down at me and gives a sharp intake of breath."What's wrong?" I ask quickly, my insecurities rising.
He shakes his head and runs a hand over my stomach, "You are more beautiful than I imagined." he whispered still caressing my skin.
Never in my years has a man ever said that to me. Before it was so much different with the weight and all... if a man had ever said it then I would have had to laugh him home. I would've known that man had been saying it, thinking that is was something that I wanted to hear... But not this man... I could hear and feel that he meant it.
Reaching out I clasped his roaming hand in mine, "Come here." I sighed dragging him forward.
Mark moved until his body was lying perfectly nestled between my legs, and I placed both of my arms around his neck, taking his mouth in a searing kiss.
Slowly Mark circled his hips and he entered me, making my body stretch and envelope him, as he retracted and pushed forward into my tight velvety walls... I had never felt so complete, almost whole, than I did at the very moment when he finally had given me all that he had...at that point we had begun the dance of love, and he some how managed to erase every other experience and made my life then, only about him. From this night forward I would forever be ruined on any other man... none of them would ever come close to competing with the wonderful and delicious things that he was making my body feel.
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