As the days turned into months, the relationship between Mark and Brandy grew and blossomed. He noticed her progress, and how she was able to slowly open up more and more to him. He found he was able to do the same with her, which was something he was unable to do with many people. As the days went on, Mark found himself wanting her more and more, until every night he had to fight the biggest temptation of making sweet love to her. He was completely smitten with her. She was just so damn beautiful to him. He knew she had been hurt, and just wanted to make her feel good. However, it was very obvious she was still healing in many ways, so he knew he had to keep his patience. To him, she was worth the wait, and when they finally decided to take that step, it would make the moment that much sweeter...
Brandy had just fallen asleep, when a loud crash of thunder jolted her back awake. Sitting up in bed, she listened to the weather outside, and gave another jump when Mark's phone suddenly started going off.
"Mark?" she called out, gently shaking him, and received nothing more than a grumble in response. "Mark, your phone," she added, shaking him more firmly, and finally he began to stir.
"What's going on?" he grumbled, reaching over to turn on his lamp, and picked up his phone to look at it. "I guess this is a nastier storm than I realized," he commented, shutting off the alarm beeping on his phone.
"What do you mean?"
"That was a weather alert. There's a tornado warning going on right now, and apparently one was spotted not far from here."
"What should we do?"
Mark could hear her voice waver slightly, and frowned. "Are you afraid of storms?"
"No," she replied, her face growing red. He raised an eyebrow at her. "Well...maybe a little. Only when it's bad like this."
"Come here, darlin'," he said, holding his arm out to her, and pulled her tight to him when she curled up into his side. "I'm sure it's nothing, but even if it were I won't let anything bad happen to you. I promise."
Brandy smiled when he kissed the top of her head, already feeling calmer, but gave another jump when there was another loud crack of thunder. "I am going to end up having a damn heart attack by the time this storm is over," she commented, making him chuckle. "Don't laugh at me," she added, playfully slapping his chest.
"It's just a storm, darlin'. It's out there, and we are safe in here."
"I know, it's just..."
"What?"
She hesitated, before replying, " I guess I was traumatized a little bit when I was a kid. I know it's an irrational fear, but..."
Mark softly stroked her hair. "Shh, just close your eyes and go to sleep. I've got you, you're safe."
As they laid there in silence, Brandy tried hard to stop her trembling, but was unsuccessful. Finally, she commented, "Maybe watching the TV will help distract me."
She reached over to grab the remote, the feeling of her breasts crushed against his chest making his cock stir, and without thinking Mark gently grabbed it from her when she pointed it at the television set. "I think I know a better way to distract you," he stated, and placed the remote back on his night stand before leaving over to kiss her softly.
Brandy giggled when he pulled her back down into a lying position, her arms going around his neck when he moved over her. "Is that so?" she asked playfully.
"Mmhmm," he replied, and once more kissed her deeply, making her moan softly. When she felt him pressing into her thigh, her heartbeat began to quicken, and she found herself suddenly unable to wait a second longer. She was needing him in the worst way.
"Make love to me," she sighed against his lips, making him pull back.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure," she replied, making him laugh as she attempted to pull off his shirt. Once more, he kissed her, unable to get enough of her sweet lips, before sitting back on his knees. He had her sit up long enough so that he could slip her shirt off over her head, and had her once more lie back. He then delicately removed her shorts and panties, and simply gazed at her. Words couldn't describe how stunning she was, his hands following his gaze over her soft body. "God, you are so beautiful, darlin'," he was finally able to get out.
She smiled at him. "I wish I could see what you see," she admitted quietly.
Reaching out, he caressed her cheek. "I'll make you see it one day," he replied, and they shared another smile.
"Mark…please let me see you now," she quietly pleaded, her hands once more tugging at his shirt. He chuckled and rose off of the bed, slowly removing the clothes he was wearing until he was just as nude as she was. Brandy's breath caught in her throat when she finally saw Mark in all his naked glory. From his well sculpted shoulders, down to his long muscular legs, he was absolutely beautiful...and all hers. When her gaze lingered on the juncture of his thighs, she could not help but to bite her lip. He was...impressive, to say the least. When their gazes once more met, she held her arms out to him, beckoning him back to bed. With a smirk on his face, he got beneath the covers, and crawled up toward her. He could hear her giggling, and when he reached her legs, he started tickling the back of her knees.
"Mark, stop! You know I hate being tickled!" she squealed with laughter, trying to swat him away.
He came up from beneath the covers, a smug grin on his face. "Yeah, but you know you love it when I do it," he replied. She narrowed her eyes, and was about to protest, when he covered her mouth with his. She immediately forgot what she was going to say, distracted by the feeling of his lips against hers. She whimpered slightly in protest when he pulled away, and closed her eyes as he kissed his way down her body. She gasped when he took one of her nipples into his mouth, and started gently sucking and tugging on it.
"Mark," she whimpered, her hands clutching the sheets as he assaulted both of the rosy peaks. Once he had them erect, he started planting wet kisses down her body, playfully nipping her every now and then. Brandy watched as he disappeared under the covers, her breathing growing shallow when she felt his mouth on her inner thighs. "Shit!" she cried out when suddenly his hot tongue was on her aching clit. He draped her legs across his shoulders and lifted her hips up off of the bed, bringing her closer to him as he teased her with long licks and quick darts. Her eyes rolled back as her hands entangled in his hair, the intense pleasure she was experiencing almost too much to handle. This was completely different from her previous experiences in her last relationship. Tom never once thought about her pleasure. Mark, on the other hand, was clearly putting her needs before his, the groans he gave as he did so telling her he was more than happy to do so. When she felt him slide a long finger within her, curling up just right, this quickly was her undoing, and just as a flash of lightning lit up the night sky, she cried out for him as she fell apart.
When he felt her body grow limp, Mark kissed his way back up her body, watching her in wonder as she came back down from her high. She looked so tranquil, her features smooth and her face relaxed. She was absolutely gorgeous…and all his. When Brandy finally opened her eyes, she found Mark gazing down at her with warm eyes, a slight smile etched onto the corners of his mouth. "You're damn good at that," she commented, making the both of them laugh.
"Do you realize how beautiful you looked just now?" Mark asked, seeing a blush cross her cheeks. "You don't, do you?"
"I told you I don't see it."
"And I told you, I'm going to keep saying it until you believe me," Mark replied, and covered her mouth with his as he once more moved over her. Brandy immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him to her as she eagerly returned the kiss. She suddenly wanted nothing more than to feel him deep inside her. She wanted to feel even closer to him, and wanted him to make her feel good.
"Mark, I need you," she murmured against his lips, pressing her hips up into his.
Mark breathed in sharply when she did this and pulled away. "Darlin', are you sure this is what you want?"
She nodded. "I've wanted this since you first kissed me, I just wanted to make sure I was ready."
"And are you?"
Brandy responded by taking him in her hand, making him groan. "Very," she said simply, stroking him slowly. With that, he eased into her, both of them letting out noises of approval once he was buried to the hilt.
"Fuck," he rasped, moving slowly. Brandy allowed her hands to explore him, feeling the strength in his body as she did so and noting to herself how lucky she was to have him as hers.
"God, Mark," she groaned, biting her lip hard.
"Am I hurting you?"
"No, you're just...huge," she commented, making him chuckle.
"Is that good or bad?"
"I don't know yet," she replied, making him once more laugh. "Faster."
He raised an eyebrow. "Faster?" She nodded, and doing as she asked he sped up his motions. "Like that?"
She once more nodded. "Yes, yes," she panted, her nails starting to dig into him.
"Tell me how you're feeling, baby."
"So good. God, you feel so good, Mark," she whimpered, moaning into his mouth when he once more kissed her as he thrusted with more force.
"You do too," he whispered against her lips, nipping her bottom lip before pulling back to watch her. When their gazes met, the look in her eyes made something within him snap, and grabbing her hands he pinned them down above her head as he steadily increased the speed of his thrusts. While one hand kept a firm hold on both of hers, he allowed his free hand to trail down her side, and along her thigh, until he reached that special little pearl.
"Oh god," she moaned when his fingers found her clit, and started stroking it at a pace which mirrored his thrusts. "It's too much Mark, I can't...it's..."
"Shh, yes you can baby, just let it go. I've got you," he coached her, never once slowing his pace. He was determined to make her cum so hard she saw stars.
"I...I..."
"What? Talk to me."
"I...oh fuck, I'm going to cum. Please don't stop."
"I don't plan on it," he panted, and exerted the last of his strength into pounding into her as hard and fast as he could. Her whimpers increased in frequency, when suddenly her back arched sharply and her eyes rolled back as she temporarily forgot how to breathe. Between the feel of her legs locked around his waist, pulling him in deeper, and the tightness of her squeezing him, he could no longer hold back, and letting out a throaty moan he followed her over the edge. For a long moment they remained motionless, until it finally passed. Letting go of her wrists, Mark looked down at Brandy and was taken by surprise when he found tears in her eyes. "Shit, did I hurt you? I am so sorry-" he started to say, when she stopped him.
"You didn't hurt me...I just realized something, is all."
"What's that?"
She hesitated, before quietly admitting, "I love you, Mark."
Mark felt a tug at his heart when he heard this. Truthfully, he had felt the same way since he first kissed her, but did not dare admit it in fear of pushing her away. Softly brushing her hair back from her face, he kissed her tenderly before whispering, "I love you too, Brandy."
Reaching up, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down as she hugged him tightly. Sliding his arms beneath her he held her just as close, the two of them lying there in silence as they remained buried in one another. Finally, Mark forced himself to roll over onto his back, and Brandy immediately curled up into his side, not yet ready to leave the warmth of his embrace. "I think I heard angels singing when I was cumming," she commented with a sigh, making Mark laugh. "Or maybe I just died and went to heaven, I'm not fully sure yet."
"That good, huh?"
"Mmm," she mumbled, making him laugh once more.
Kissing her hair, he murmured, "You felt just as good, darlin'."
Smiling up at him, Brandy leaned up to give him one final kiss before resting her head on his chest and growing still. Unable to fall asleep just yet, Mark watched her as she slept, noting to himself how lucky he was to have this angel in his arms.
"I see you, you fucking slut!" Tom thought angrily, watching the video which had been sent to him by the private detective he had hired. As he watched Mark and Brandy make love, rage filled him. Seeing Mark on top of her, making her scream out his name made Tom furious at both of them. He watched as they moved as one, their motions growing faster until they both cried out their climaxes. Even with a storm unleashing wildly in the video, he could hear them. Seeing Brandy hold onto Mark with a serene look on her face made him jealous. As he watched them slowly fall asleep, he thought to himself, "Why didn't you ever come for me? All you ever did to me was bitch about how I never pleased you, and force me to turn to another woman! But don't worry, baby, your payback is coming soon." He grinned evilly as he thought of what he would do to her. She had clearly forgotten her place, and he planned on fully reminding her of what that was.