Alright, I am heading out," Teresa stated as she made her way down the stairs and into the living room.
Brandy looked up from her book at her. "You look nice," she commented with a smile.
"Why thank you. It's been a while since Glenn last saw me, so I figured I'd try to look somewhat presentable," Teresa stated, making Brandy laugh. "Are you sure you don't want to come along? We are going to get some drinks with the guys once I pick him up from the airport."
Brandy sighed. "No, I don't feel up to being around people today."
"I really wish you wouldn't let him get to you like this."
"This has nothing to do with Mark, and everything to do with the fact I am feeling really anxious today," Brandy snapped, taking Teresa by surprise. She quickly added, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap like that. I just...I don't feel up to it, okay?"
"It's okay, sweetie, I understand. I'm sorry if it seemed like I was pushing you, I was just checking to see if you had changed your mind," Teresa reassured her as she walked over to her, and kissed the top of her head. "Could you do me a huge favor, and unload the dishwasher? It should be finishing up soon."
"Yeah, no problem. Be careful, and have fun," Brandy replied, and they shared a smile before saying goodbye as Teresa walked out the door. Opening her book back up, Brandy attempted to get back to reading, but found she simply could not concentrate on the novel, and finally giving up she once more marked her place before setting the book on the coffee table.
Getting off of the couch, she headed into the kitchen to grab something to drink. Just as she was about to open the refrigerator, she felt a hand clamp down on her shoulder, making her let out a piercing scream, which made that hand quickly move from her shoulder to her mouth. "It's me, it's me, Brandy it's me," the person behind her quickly stated, and as soon as she heard their voice she stopped screaming and spun around, looking up at them with wide eyes.
"M...Mark?" she said, staring at him in disbelief.
He hesitated, before reaching up to softly touch her cheek as he said simply, "Hi."
J
ust from this small gesture, her face crumpled as she began to break down. "Mark," she choked out as she reached out for him, and he quickly pulled her in, lifting her into his arms as he held her tight to him. "I've missed you so much," she sobbed, clinging to him as she cried into his shoulder.
Remaining silent, he carried her back into the living room, and sat down on the couch with her in his lap. "Shh, I'm here now," he whispered, stroking her hair as he fought back his own tears. For a long moment they sat there in silence, holding tight to each other as if the other would disappear if they let go. When she finally managed to calm down, he gently pulled her back, and pushed her hair back from her face.
"I'm so sorry, Mark. I-"
"Shh, baby, you have nothing to apologize for. I'm the one who needs to apologize. I should have never treated you the way I did."
"You had every reason to be upset."
"Yeah, but I was a stubborn ass, and refused to listen to you. I was unnecessarily harsh to you, and I am so ashamed for not only how I spoke to you, but also for putting my hands on you." Shaking his head, he added quietly, "I don't deserve you."
"Mark, it's okay, I understand. I'm not upset with you," Brandy reassured him, and took his hands in hers.
As he looked at her, he found tears once more coming to his eyes as visions of the videos he watched crossed through his mind. "I thought I had lost you for good," he commented, clearing his throat when his voice cracked slightly, and unable to help himself he once more pulled her back to him as he added, "I almost DID lose you."
"I thought I'd never see you again, too," she replied, hugging him fiercely around the neck. As she began to once more cry, she whispered, "I was so scared, Mark."
"I know, baby. I'm so sorry for all of this, I should have been here," he said as he stroked her hair, and after a moment added, "You're never leaving my sight again." Brandy gave a small laugh as she pulled back to look at him. Smiling at her, he gently wiped away her tears, his eyes in that moment filled with nothing but love as he looked at her. "I love you so much, Brandy."
Her chin quivering, she replied in a broken voice, "I love you too, Mark."
"What's with the tears, darlin'?"
"I...I've been so afraid this whole time that you've moved on...that you didn't love me anymore."
"Baby, I never stopped loving you. Even after that call, I still loved you like crazy. I'll admit, I tried damn hard to move on, but you...you've got one hell of a hold on me."
Brandy could not help but to smile at this. "Is it...may I kiss you?" she asked shyly, and he couldn't help but to find her impossibly adorable in that moment. Once more pushing her hair back, he took her face in his hands, and simply stared at her for a moment before leaning forward to kiss her softly, the sparks of electricity they both felt leaving them breathless. "I forgot what a good kisser you are," she commented once she forced herself to pull away for air, her words making him chuckle.
"I've missed those sweet lips," he replied, and once more kissed her, this time deeper and more passionate. Tangling her hands in his hair, she kissed him back willingly, sighing when she felt his hands stroke her back. "I've missed all of you, darlin'," he whispered against her lips as his hands made their way beneath her shirt to caress her bare skin.
"I've missed you too," she whispered back, tugging on his shirt to pull it from his jeans.
"Baby, wait," he said, forcing himself to stop her when he felt her unbuttoning his jeans.
She frowned. "What?"
Gently grasping her hands, he pulled them up and softly kissed them before commenting, "Maybe we should slow down. I don't want to move too quickly into something you're not ready for."
Touched by his concern, she leaned forward to once more kiss him. "I'm okay, I promise. Please, Mark...I need you...I need you to help me feel normal again."
"Tell me what you need me to do, baby."
Biting her lip, she toyed with his fingertips for a moment, before bringing his hands to cover her breasts as she replied, "I want you to make love to me." Groaning in the back of his throat, he gently gave them a squeeze, and leaned forward to kiss and suck her neck as he once more reached beneath her shirt to directly touch her bare breasts. This made Brandy whimper and rock her hips against him, the rekindled lust she had lost for so long quickly beginning to consume her. "Take me upstairs," she whispered, and gave a squeak of surprise when he abruptly stood up, giggling when he gave her ass a quick slap before swiftly carrying her up the stairs and into her bedroom.
Once there, he kissed her deeply as he placed her back on her feet, and as soon as he pulled away he swiftly discarded of her clothes before lying her down on the bed. As he went to admire her bared form, sparks of anger shot through him at the sight of marks marring her beautiful skin.
"I wish it had been me who killed him," he commented with a growl, and when he noticed her trying to cover up he looked back up at her face. "Darlin', no, you're so beautiful," he reassured her.
"No I'm not, Mark, look at me."
"I AM looking at you, baby, and you still leave me as speechless as you did the first time I saw you." As he began to press kisses all over her, he added, "You're absolutely perfect."
Brandy flushed at this, and watched him as he slowly moved down her body, her heartbeat quickening the closer he grew to that special place. As soon as he reached her waist, he immediately began to devour her, tasting her like it were the last time he would be able to do so. Her eyes rolling back, she grabbed at him anywhere she could reach, and bit her lip hard as she watched him. Hearing the noises of approval he made, and feeling his hands stroking her thighs only made her spiral higher and higher that much faster. "Shit," she groaned when he suddenly slid a finger inside her, and when he started curling it just right, she trembled as she fell apart. He continued his administrations until he felt her slump, and quickly made his way back up her, sharing with her how she tasted as soon as they were once more level. "Please let me taste you," she begged when he pulled back, and again grabbed at the waist of his jeans.
She went to protest when he backed away, but stopped and simply watched as he stood at the end of the bed, and slowly peeled off item after item of clothing, until he was gloriously naked. When they made eye contact, he crooked a finger at her, this small gesture making her clit ache with want. Not needing to be told twice, she joined him at the foot of the bed, kneeling before him on the bed as he stood there.
Not saying a word, he grabbed a handful of her hair and gently but firmly forced her down onto all fours, putting her at eye level with his cock. Applying more pressure, he forced her closer, and looking up at him she ran her tongue along the tip of his cock before taking it in her mouth. His eyes slipping shut, a growl rumbled in his chest when she managed to completely take him in, and looking back down at her he kept a hold on her hair as he admired the way she pleasured him. "God, you're so fucking good at that," he sighed, his hips beginning to move with her motions. Having missed this, she alternated between running her tongue along him in long licks, and swallowing him down her throat, the sighs and groans he gave only making her move more enthusiastically. When he could feel a tingling beginning to form deep in his groin, Mark forced himself to stop her, and gently pulling her back up he leaned down to crush his lips against hers, kissing her urgently as he moved them to where he was lying over her on the bed. "I missed you so fucking much," he whispered, pressing his hips into hers so that his cock rubbed against her clit.
Taking him by surprise, Brandy suddenly rolled them to where she was above him, her actions making both of them laugh. Leaning down, she kissed him once more as she reached between them to stroke him. Mark moaned into her mouth when she suddenly sank down onto his aching cock, the feeling of her tightness surrounding him taking his breath away. "I've missed you too," she whispered against his lips, and pulling back she sat up as she began to ride him. Bracing her hands against his hard chest, she started out slow, giving herself the chance to adjust to him. It had been so long, it was as if it were their first time together all over again.
Grasping her hips, Mark moved fluidly with her, watching her intently as he reacquainted with her form with both his hands and eyes. Part of him expected to wake up at any moment, and for all of this to end up being nothing more than a dream, but the feeling of her hands on his skin and the sweet sound of her whimpers in his ears told him this was very much his current reality. "God, you feel so good," he sighed when she began to move faster, his eyes rolling back when she squeezed around him. Her urges getting the better of her, Brandy continued to quicken her movements, until they were just short of frantic. "Fuck me, baby. Fuck me good," he growled through gritted teeth, gripping her hips so tight she knew there would be bruises.
"Oh god, I'm gonna cum, Mark," she whimpered, desperation on her face as her nails bit into his chest.
"That's it, cum for me, baby. Cum on my cock," he demanded, his words pushing her over the edge. Loudly crying out for him, her entire body trembled and jerked as spasming waves of pleasure drowned her, and securely holding her up he watched her with lustful awe. "I love watching you cum," he commented once she quieted down, cupping her face in his hands.
"Well I love when you make me cum," she quipped, making them both laugh, and leaning down she kissed him deeply, quickly becoming once more engulfed in a haze of lust.
Wrapping his arms around her, Mark rolled over to where he was once more above her, and pulling back he simply looked down at her for a moment, before whispering, "I love you."
"I love you too," she whispered, moaning softly when he started gently thrusting into her. Just as they were about to once more get lost in one another, Mark firmly grasped her wrists and pinned them down with one of his, which immediately triggered a jolt of panic within her. "No, no, please no," she frantically begged, and began to struggle against him. In shock, Mark quickly let her go, backing away when she sat up and scrambled up against the headboard.
"Hey, it's okay," he tried to reassure her, reaching out to her, and frowned when she flinched away from him. "Brandy, I'm not going to hurt you," he added, unsure of what to do. As she clutched her knees to her chest, he could see she was visibly shaking as her eyes brimmed with tears.
"I...I'm sorry, it's just...Tom...he..." she tried to get out, fighting to prevent her tears from falling, but was unable to form a coherent sentence.
Once more, Mark reached out for her, and when she did not flinch away this time he pulled her to him, wrapping her up tight in his arms. "Shh, it's okay, I understand. I'm sorry, that was stupid of me," he murmured, softly stroking her hair.
"All I could see is his face when you did that," she admitted, holding tight to him as she buried her face in his shoulder. When she finally pulled back, she added, "Sorry if I killed the mood."
He smirked at this, and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear as he replied, "We can stop, if you need to."
Brandy shrugged. "Maybe with a little coaxing, we can get back to where we were. Just...you know, maybe don't do that again," she stated, making him laugh, and grasping her chin Mark once more kissed her. What started out soft and sweet quickly grew passionate and lustful as the two of them fell back against the mattress, and he once more settled between her thighs. Reaching down, Mark teased her with the tip of his cock, and when he managed to pull a whimper from her he finally eased back into her.
"So do you want me to stop?" he asked, giving long, slow thrusts into her as he did so.
"No, no, please don't."
"Please don't what?"
"Don't stop...please don't stop," she begged, her hands running along and scratching at his back.
Bracing himself up on his elbows, Mark tangled his hands in her hair and watched her as his thrusts grew quicker and deeper, a growl rumbling in his chest when he felt her small hands slide lower to grab his ass. He would be lying if he said he had not slept with other women since Brandy left, but any other experiences he had would never compare to when he made love to her. With Brandy, he could feel his entire being connect with her, both physically and spiritually. "I'm never letting you go again, darlin'. You're mine," Mark panted, exerting as much strength as he could into his motions. He could feel the end approaching, and desperately needed her to come with him.
"Yes, Mark."
"Say it. Let me hear you say you're mine, darlin'."
"I'm yours...oh god, Mark, I'm yours," she whimpered, and crushing his lips to hers Mark moaned into her mouth as he came long and hard within her, his orgasm immediately triggering hers. He continued to ride her until the waves finally subsided, and groaning he carefully pulled out of her before rolling onto his back. Staring up at the ceiling, the both of them laid there in exhausted silence as they took in what had just conspired, the only sound that of their heavy breathing. It was Brandy who finally moved first, rolling onto her side to face him. Looking over at her, Mark smiled softly, and she smiled back. "Mark, I don't...I don't understand..."
"Shh," he quietly shushed her, and reaching over pulled her snugly to his side. "We can talk in the morning. Right now, I just want to hold you and enjoy this moment. I've been wanting this for so long...I'm still trying to grasp that all this is real."
Smiling at this, she pressed a kiss to the center of his chest and held onto him just as tightly. "Well if this is a dream, I hope I never wake up," she replied, making him chuckle.
"Here's to never waking up, then," he commented, making her giggle, and kissed the top of her head before pressing his cheek to her hair. Just as he was about to fall into a content sleep, he whispered, "I love you, Brandy."
"I love you too," she sighed, and quickly followed him in slumber.