Mark groaned when his alarm clock started going off. He had completely forgotten about the meeting Vince had scheduled for this morning, and the last thing he wanted to do was get up. However, not wanting to wake Brandy up, he quickly reached over and turned off the alarm. He looked down at the gorgeous creature lying in his arms, and couldn't help but to grin. It didn't seem to matter what she was doing, she always looked so precious in his eyes. As carefully as possible, he reluctantly slid out from beneath her, and got out of the bed. When she started mumbling incoherently, he softly ran a hand along her back and kissed her temple. "Shh, go back to sleep baby," he whispered. When she once more grew still, he got up and headed into the bathroom to take a quick shower before getting dressed and pulling his hair back into a ponytail. He put his wallet in his back pocket, and sat down on the edge of the bed. After watching Brandy sleep for a moment, he then ran a hand through her hair and started softly kissing her lips until he felt her beginning to stir. "Brandy, I have to go to a meeting. I should be back around noon. I'll take us out to eat, so don't worry about lunch," he whispered.

"Mmhmm," she mumbled, clearly still half asleep, and he kissed her forehead before getting up and heading down stairs. Knowing it was very likely that she would not remember a word he said, he swiftly wrote her a note, and grabbed a quick breakfast before heading out to his truck. He wanted to hurry up and get there, so he could get back to the sweet little thing he could call his own.

"Brandy, I'm home!" Mark called out as soon as he stepped through the door. He received no reply. "Brandy, you in here?" he asked, heading into his study to see if she was there. When an empty room greeted him, he headed back into the main living space, and could hear music dimly playing from upstairs. Walking up the stairs, he finally found her in their bedroom, and couldn't help but to grin when he heard her singing along to a song. Leaning against the door frame, he watched her as she danced around the room while folding laundry. She was just too damn cute. "What are you doing in here, babe?" he asked her, finally making his presence known.

She spun around, a look of shock on her face. "Jesus, Mark! For someone as big as you are, you sure know how to sneak up on someone," she commented as she placed a folded shirt on the bed, and he couldn't help but to laugh.

"Sorry," he chuckled, walking into the bedroom toward her.

"I'm just about done here," she stated as she placed a pile of folded shirts in his dresser before bringing her full attention to him. He simply smiled down at her and gave her a soft kiss when she walked over to him. When he pulled away, she added, "Hi to you too." He chuckled and gave her another kiss before walking over to his dresser.

"Are you hungry?" he asked as he placed his wallet on the dresser. When he turned back around, he found Brandy standing right there, a hint of mischief in her eyes.

"Let's not think about that now. Let's think about…other things," she said as she pulled his shirt out of his jeans, and started leading him over to the bed.

"Okay, then. What exactly did you have in mind?" he asked as he placed his hands on her hips, doing what she wanted by walking backwards toward the bed.

She forced him to sit down, and straddled his lap. "I don't think it's that hard to figure out," she replied, and covered his mouth with hers. Mark growled and pulled her body against his, suddenly wanting her just as badly as he had the previous night. As he returned the kiss with just as much intensity, he ran his hands up her back beneath her shirt, lightly scratching her soft skin here and there, his actions making her begin to softly whimper. "Nice to see that you caught on," she said breathlessly once she pulled away, making him chuckle.

"I think you read my mind, darlin', because throughout the whole meeting all I could think about was how badly I wanted to get back here and take you again," Mark said in a low voice as his hands moved lower to squeeze her ass.

"Well then what are you waiting for?" she whispered in his ear as she reached down to stroke him through his jeans. He growled and suddenly flipped her over to where her back was pressing into the mattress and he was on top of her. "All I've been able to think about was last night, and how badly I want to do it again," she murmured as she unbuttoned his shirt, and began kissing his chest once it was completely undone. She heard him growl when she took his nipple into her mouth, and stopped what she was doing. "Do you want me to stop?" she asked, looking up at him.

"No, keep going," he replied, and she once more took his nipple into her mouth, softly sucking on it as her hands slipped beneath his opened shirt and roamed over the surface of his broad back. She felt Mark's hand once more make its way inside her shirt, and felt it cover her breast, pinching her nipple before massaging the mound. She arched into his touch and moved onto his other nipple, the low growls coming from deep within his chest making her grow more turned on with each second. She slid her hands down his hard stomach, and slowly unbuttoned his jeans, fishing her hand inside to find what she was looking for. She heard Mark's breath catch in is throat, and heard him groan when she pulled him out and started stroking him. Reaching down, Mark grabbed at the waistband of her shorts, impatiently yanking on them and finally pulling them off of her. Brandy cried out when he buried his fingers inside her, and stroked him harder as he fingered her. "Damn, baby, you're already wet for me," he murmured as he eased his thick digits in and out of her.

"Mark, I need you in me," she whimpered, pushing his pants far enough down to fully free his member and wrapping her legs around him.

"Are we eager?" he asked playfully, giving her an evil grin as he teased her by rubbing the tip of his cock against her clit.

She bit her lip at this. "Please don't tease me," she pleaded, looking up at him with begging eyes. Giving her what she wanted, he slid himself inside her in one long thrust, making both of them moan simultaneously. Mark was just about to begin thrusting, when she suddenly pushed on his shoulder, flipping them over to where she was now on top. Mark looked up at her with a surprised expression. "Is this okay?" she asked, looking down at him with hesitation on her face. "Am I too heavy?"

"God no, it's more than okay, baby," he replied, grasping her hips and rocking them back and forth. Letting her head fall back, Brandy quickly caught on and took over, grinding herself into Mark as she slowly rode him. Tom had always claimed she weighed too much, which resulted in him always being the one on top. It felt empowering to for once be the one in control of everything. "Oh God, darlin', you're gonna have to go faster. I can't take much more of this," Mark groaned, arching his hips up to meet hers.

She gave him an evil grin. "Don't you wanna take things slow?" she asked innocently, moving even slower yet.

"I want you to fuck me as hard as you can," he growled, his nails biting into the skin of her hips. Placing her hands on his chest, she started moving faster. She wanted it hard and fast as well, not soft and gentle. Raising herself up, she started bouncing on him, suddenly craving that release she knew would come. "Yeah, baby, fuck me good," he growled, meeting her every stroke. They both were lost in it all, and knew there was no turning back. Gazing down where they were joined, Mark had to stifle a groan as he watched his cock repeatedly disappear into her as she bounced on him. Watching this made him grow even harder yet. He looked back up at her, and couldn't help but to think to himself, "God, she's beautiful." With her full lips moist and parted, her cheeks flushed to a lovely pink, her luscious hair wildly framing her face, and her doe eyes dark with passion, she had an erotic beauty about her. Suddenly wanting to see her come, Mark tightly grasped her hips and took over the pace, driving himself deeply into her as he forced her to move even faster yet. This made her cry out and dig her nails into him. By now, their breathing had turned to pants, and both of them were flushed from their strenuous activities.

"Shit, I'm getting so close," she whimpered, a look of determination on her face. Reaching down, Mark started stroking her clit, making her cry out and buck against him. He firmly stroked her, watching her as her whimpers grew louder and louder, until she was crying out for him. Mark gave three more deep thrusts up into her, and groaned her name as well as he went over the edge with her. Once it passed, Brandy collapsed onto him, closing her eyes as he wrapped his large arms around her.

"I've created a monster," he murmured, making the both of them chuckle.

"It's not my fault you make me come so hard I see double," she replied, playfully pinching his nipple.

He once more chuckled. "Let's get going. I'm hungry as hell," he said, carefully pulling out of her and setting her on the bed before getting up.

"Me too, but I'm definitely going to need a shower first," she said as she stood up as well. When he started making his way out of he bedroom, she added, "Where do you think you are going?"

Turning around, he looked back at her. "What do you mean?"

She walked over to him. "I want company," she commented, and grabbing his hand led him into the bathroom.

"Oh do you, now?" he asked, watching her as she slipped out of the shirt she had been wearing.

Looking up at him, she pushed his shirt down off of his shoulders. "Yep," she replied simply, tossing it to the floor, and undid his jeans before turning back around to start the shower. Chuckling, Mark watched her do so as he removed the remainder of his clothes, and stepped under the spray of hot water with her. Making light conversation, the two of them washed each other, stopping now and then for a kiss until they both were clean and rinsed off. Wrapping up in a towel, they made their way back into the bedroom where they dried off and got dressed. As Brandy did so, she kept stealing glances at Mark. When she began to realize just how badly she was falling for him, she hoped to whatever higher power there may be that their relationship lasted, because she couldn't picture herself with anyone else.