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 angel lying in his arms, and couldn't help but to grin. It didn't seem no 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. "Shhhh, 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. Once he finished that, he got dressed and pulled 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 gotta 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.

"M'kay," 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 hurry up and get back to the sweet little thing he could call his own.

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"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 downstairs to see if she was there. When he couldn't find her down there, he headed back up to the main floor, and could hear music dimly playing from upstairs. He headed up there, and found her in his room. He couldn't help but to grin when he heard her singing along to a song by Elton John, and watched her as she danced around the room. "What are you doing in here, babe?" he asked her, making his presence known.

She spun around, a look of shock on her face. "Jesus, Mark, you scared me! I didn't hear you at all," she commented as she turned down the music, and he couldn't help but to smirk.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to. You never did answer my question, though. What are you doing in here?" he asked.

"I'm doing you a favor by cleaning it up in here. Have you ever cleaned your room since you moved into this house?"

He laughed. "Maybe once or twice."

"You could have fooled me," she muttered, grinning playfully at him.

"Hey, with me being gone so much I don't have time to do stuff like that," he commented, sitting down on the neatly made bed.

"Well that's what I'm here for," she replied, sitting down next to him. He smiled down at her and gave her a soft kiss. When he pulled away, she said, "Hi to you too." He chuckled and gave her another kiss before standing up and hanging his coat up.

"Where were you wanting to go to eat?" he asked as he shut the closet door. 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 over to the bed.

"Okay, then. What exactly did you have in mind?" he asked as he placed his hands on her hips, playing along with her game.

She forced him to sit down on the bed, 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 cupped her ass with his hands and started grinding himself into her, 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, 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 made their way beneath her shirt to fondle her breasts.

"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. "Was that bad?" 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 undid her jeans, and pulled them off of her. Brandy cried out when he buried his fingers inside her, and stroked him harder as he fingered her. "It looks like you have been thinking about this as much as I have," he murmured when as he eased his thick digits in and out of her.

"Mark, I need you," she whimpered, yanking 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 moaned loudly. "Don't fucking tease me," she pleaded. Giving her what she wanted, he slid himself inside her slowly, 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 wide eyes. "Is this okay?" she whispered, looking down at him with hesitation on her face.

"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. Never before had her and Tom made love in this position. She found it exciting and empowering. "Oh God, Brandy, you're gonna have to go faster. I can't take much more of this," Mark groaned, bracing his feet against the mattress and arching his hips up to meet hers.

She gave him an evil grin. "Don't you want to 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. No more in the mood to play games than he was, she placed her hands on his stomach as she started moving faster. Raising herself up, she bounced on him, suddenly craving that release she knew would come. "Fuck me," 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 groaned inwardly as he watched himself repeatedly disappear into her. He looked back up at her, and couldn't help but to think to himself, "God, she's beautiful." With flushed skin and her hair wild, she had an erotic beauty about her when she made love. 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.

"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 once more and buck against him. He firmly stroked her, watching her as her whimpers grew louder and louder, until she was screaming out his name. Mark gave three more deep thrusts up into her, and shouted her name as well as he went over the edge with her. Once it passed, Brandy collapsed onto his chest, melting into him as he wrapped his large arms around her.

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

"Yeah, but you know you love it," she replied, playfully pinching his nipple.

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

"I'm definitely going to need a shower before going out to eat," she said as she stood up as well.

"Let's go take a quick shower," he said, holding his hand out to her.

"Together?" she asked.

He smirked. "That's what I had in mind," he replied, and gently grasped her hand as he led her into the bathroom.

Once they were in the shower and had washed their hair, Mark washed her, and she to him. They rinsed off, and then got out of the shower. "Let me go get changed, and then I'll meet you downstairs," she said, and gave him a kiss when he nodded. Tightly wrapping the towel around herself, she walked out of the bathroom and into her own room. As Brandy did so, she began to realize just how badly she was falling for him, and hoped their relationship lasted, because by this point she could not envision herself with anyone else.