|| Aisle Bliss 2/2
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Lusia flung her tight denim jacket off onto the couch and she marched up to Deb looking her square in her hazel eyes.
"Look Deb, your nearly thirty four now, yes you've been through a really bad experience but you've got to get over it and carry on with your life. Everyone has been tip toeing around you for the past month and to be honest it's beginning to drive me crazy. Packs feeling sorry for yourself and letting Michael continue to destroy your life. Mark is an absolute state. Shane told me that he said you won't even let him sleep in the same room as you. Just what the hell do you think he's going to do to you? Mark isn't Michael and never will be. I think your taking the piss to be honest because he loves you Deb, so much, and this is how your repaying him. God knows how he has put up with all the hassle he's been having off everyone just lately. You need to get your act together or move out and leave Mark to get on with his life because I hate seeing him like this as do the other lads."
By now, Lusia's bright eyes were flashing angrily and her cheeks were flushed a bright red. Deb herself felt a stirring of anger begin to boil in her stomach.
"How dare you speak to me like that?"
Deb spat out, her hazel eyes sparkling madly with shock as Lusia told her the realties of life.
"Because I know you Deb, and this isn't you."
"You've got no fucking right waltzing into my home,"
"Correction Deb, Mark's home."
"No Lusia, OUR home, he got this for me."
"And why did he do that then?" Lusia asked, a secret feeling of happiness working its way through her body.
Finally the old Deb was coming back.
"Because he loves me," Deb cried as tears filled her eyes. "Mark loves me and wants to look after me, THAT'S why Lusia. You haven't got a clue what I've been through lately."
"Oh no course I don't," Lusia mocked heartily. "I've only been through this with you for the past three years ever since you married the twat."
"It's not my fault you know," Deb screamed as she struggled to breathe.
"I never said it was, but whose fault is it that you're like this? Pushing away the one man who truly does love you? THAT'S your fault Debbra Ann Wigg, and you bloody know it aswell."
"Well I'm not the slag who shagged a famous bloke in a pantry and is just marrying him for his money," Deb spat nastily her hand flying to her mouth as she realised what she suddenly said.
"You know you don't mean that Deb," Lusia replied calmly as hurt glistened in her eyes.
"I am so sorry Lusia," Deb whispered as tears trailed down her face. "I didn't mean it, I'm so fucked up."
"Ya fool. Come here blondie."
Lusia sighed as she pulled Deb into her slender arms.
Stroking her hair she let Deb release everything she had been keeping inside since the vicious attack.
"I'm glad to se the old Deb is back," Lusia joked as Deb pulled away and stared into her friend's eyes. "Shane always has the best ideas."
"What do you mean?" Deb sniffed as she wiped away her tears with the back of her hand.
"Put it this way darlin', I knew it wouldn't take much to wind you up."
Deb managed a watery smile as she stepped back and straightened herself up.
"Lusia, help me fix things."
"I already am. You better get in that shower because your due for a hair cut at one o clock, followed by a huge shopping spree courtesy of my credit card!" she grinned as she sank into the black leather seat. "Oh god," Lusia gasped as she fell onto the soft leather.
"What?" Deb questioned.
"If ever you and Mark are out of the apartment for the night, would you mind me and Shay coming round to use this couch? It's well nice," Lusia replied as a naughty glint flitted across her face.
"Your bloody sick, you are!" Deb laughed as she walked towards the bathroom.
Mark glanced round his empty apartment nervously.
"Shane, I really ain't sure about this you know," he admitted as he turned to see his fellow band member walking in through the kitchen.
"Look, Lusia obviously got her out of apartment which means only one thing. My babe got through to her!"
Shane's hazel eyes glazed over as a mental image of his new acquired fianc�e shot through his loved up mind.
"The place looks wicked, she's gonna die when she see's it mate."
"I still dunno, what if she flips out or something?" Mark asked his best mate as uncertainty shot through his baby blue eyes.
"Look Mark your crazy about her and she knows it, it's going to be fine. Anyway I'm gonna head off, I'm meeting Lusia later on."
"Alright, I'll text you later and let you know whats happening."
"That's if you ain't too busy!"
"Yeah, yeah," Mark replied as he rolled his eyes. "Have fun whatever you two do tonight."
"Guaranteed Mark."
Shane's face broke into in a cheeky grin as he felt his mobile phone begin to vibrate in his pocket.
"One min," Shane mouthed as he answered the call.
Mark looked into the huge mirror opposite as he studied what he was wearing. His fresh blond highlights definetly did him a favour, making his eyes look bluer than ever.
"Mark," Shane began nervously as he shuffled from one foot to the other.
Instantly a feeling of dread formed in his flat stomach.
"What?"
"You've got ten minutes and then she'll be here," Shane smiled as he slid his phone back into its usual place.
"Oh shit, go now Shane. You can't be here when she turns up it will ruin everything!"
Mark panicked as nerves got the better of him.
"I'm going, I'm going," Shane's smooth Irish voice laughed. "It'll be alright mate, I promise ya. My girl wouldn't let ye down."
Mark attempted to smile as he strode across to his recently purchased hi fi system. Nodding at him, he grinned as he watched Shane depart.
Deb walked happily along the narrow corridor leading to her new home. She hadn't felt or looked this good in ages. Today had been brilliant and spending quality best friend time was something she definetly had needed. She observed her image in a small hand pocket. The blond hair was gone and was now a dark auburn colour, making her hazel eyes look green and mysterious. The new clothes that her and Lusia had spent hours finding looked brilliant on her. Dressed in a sophisticated knee length black skirt, with a sexy white gypsy top, she oozed sexiness as she continued to walk along the corridor.
As she approached the door, preparing herself for a night alone as Christian was staying the night at his new "uncle's" house, she sighed deeply, wishing Mark could see the new her. Not once today had she thought about Michael. All of her concentration had been centred on Mark and how she was going to make it up to him.
"That's weird," Deb thought as she saw the front door slightly open.
Darkness escaped from the small wedge, instantly making her feel slightly uneasy. As she pushed open the door, she slowly walked in.
"Oh my god," she gasped as her hands flew to her dainty mouth.
The whole living room was drowned in spotlights, creating a romantic atmosphere. Mark's new hi fi gently played music and Deb felt her pulse double in speed as she recognised the tall muscular frame of her boyfriend.
"Mark," she whispered as she walked into the living, feeling tears well up in her hazel eyes.
Mark's heartbeat soared as he saw the new look of his girlfriend. He let his sturdy gaze travel from head to toe as a huge smile formed on his full lips.
"Ye look absolutely breath taking Deb," Mark said as he began to travel towards her.
His fingers reached up to run themselves through the new colour of her hair. It was so soft on his hands, so smooth. He gazed down at the stunning woman in front of him, breathing in the new addictive scent of her perfume. Ever so slowly, a shy smile formed on her alluring lips. Deb found herself drowning in the blueness of his eyes. Dressed in smart black trousers, with a deep blue shirt, the old feeling of arousal formed in her stomach. The coffee table had been transformed into a table for two as a single red rose lay gently in the vase.
"Mark, this is beautiful," Deb breathed as he brushed past her to close the door. v
"Well I've got one thing to say to you first, listen."
She watched his every move as he walked back into the room and towards the hi fi system. The tight trousers hugged his legs tightly, showing the muscular lengths of them. His new shirt was half undone, letting her have a peak of the mass of dark curly chest hair that she had so many times ran her slender fingers through. His gorgeous masculine smell, the same as usual filled her senses as it mingled with the air. Her breathing increased as he pressed play and motioned her over to him. Opening his arms, Deb bit down nervously on her lip before sliding her own arms up and around his neck, clasping her fingers tightly together as he pulled her body up against his, closely and tightly.
"Listen to the words," he whispered as his lips brushed her ear lobe, instantly setting off fireworks in his hot body.
"We're gonna take things back to the way things used to be,
when a love song - was a love song."
She gazed up into his eyes, feeling herself getting lost in the sincerity shining through them. His large hands placed themselves snugly around her waist as he tried to control his sudden urge to pick her up and carry her straight to their bedroom.
"No," he thought.
He had to take this very slowly, do it the right way, and let him regain her utmost trust.
"You have got to have the bluest eyes I've ever seen,
And when I wake from dreamin,
I am screamin out your name,
Yes, I must confess,
You simply are the best,
And there's no point denyin,
When I'm lyin by your side,"
Deb felt sad tears filling her eyes as she listened to the words of the song Mark had especially played. She could feel the pounding of her heart through the translucent top as she took a shaky deep breath. His arms gently squeezed her as he leant his head down onto her shoulder, inhaling her alluring perfume.
"It's more than just a crush,
Every time we touch,
Cause, baby, you know you make this feel brand new,v
Like there's been no one else but you,
For the first time, I feel,
This could be the last time, I'm real,
Fall, in love,"
"I love you Deb," Mark revealed as he pulled back and gazed tenderly into her glistening eyes.
She swallowed as the first tear fell soon to be followed by another as she realised just how much she loved him aswell.
"I love you too Mark."
"For a thousand years,
I hope to stay right here,
Wrapped up all around you,
So that I found you and I feel,
You make me feel so pure,
Like you're some kind of cure,
Baby, you're my healer,
You heart stealer of a man,"
Ever so slowly he began to trail his fingers along the gentle curve of her back, tingles formed where ever his fingers touched and a warm powerful surge of desire for the man in front of her ripped through her body. She smiled gently at him as his fingers played with the ends of her cut hair. He lifted a hand and gently began to slide it over her face, loving the silky feel of her smooth skin on his.
"It's more than just a crush,
Every time we touch,
Cause, baby, you know you make this feel brand new,
Like there's been no one else but you,
For the first time, I feel,
This could be the last time, I'm real,
Fall in, in love,"
Deb raised onto her tiptoes pressing her body against his as she found her stare being drawn to his lips. Lips that made her feel things she never thought was possible, lips that had said the most loving things she thought she wasn't worth hearing, lips that made her feel like the most luckiest woman in the world. He tightened his grip as his Irish blood fled through his body, a small stirring in his stomach formed as he felt himself begin to grow. He leant forward and rested his dark head lightly on top of hers, wanting her to feel how much he loved her. He smiled to himself as he let himself drown in the loving grasp she had him in.
"Hold me, baby cause you know me,
With every single touch,
It's more than just a crush,
Reach me, only you can see me,
And what I crave so much,
It's more than just a crush,"
Deb sighed as she rested her head on broad chest, feeling his heart beating softly through the thin material of his open shirt. His body yearned for her touch, and she felt his growing erection gently pressing against her throbbing centre as they continued to move gently in time with the music.
"You know Deb, we've never danced together before," Mark said gently as notes of the song he had selected for her played in the air.
"There's a first time for everything," she replied as she snuggled her head against him losing herself in the soft notes of the song.
"It's more than just a crush,
Every time we touch,
Cause baby, you know you make this feel brand new,
Like there's been no one else but you,
For the first time, I feel,
This could be the last time I'm real,
Fall in, in love, for a thousand years..."
As the music finished Mark stiffened, letting go of his girlfriend. He still couldn't believe how gorgeous she looked. Her hazel eyes had their naturally bright sparkle back, and her lips were no longer strained, but relaxed in a happy smile.
"I didn't burn the chinese this time," Mark teased as he led her to the centre of their living room.
"It smell's lovely," Deb smiled as he pulled out a chair motioning her to sit down.
"Yeah but afters are gonna be the best," Mark replied as he moved around to the other side of the table, clearly slightly uncomfortable with the position his body had put him in.
Lowering her eyes towards his crotch, Mark felt his breathing increase as he followed her gaze.
"I couldn't agree more!" Deb replied with a teasing glint showing in her pretty eyes.
Half an hour later, Deb pushed her plate gently away before taking a slow sip of the expensive champagne Mark had purchased.
"Thanks Mark, I mean it."
Deb felt a small blush begin to rise on her face.
What was wrong with her? She felt nervous as her sparkling hazel eyes travelled slowly up and down Mark's body. Normally her wild and carefree side shone through, but tonight she could tell was going to be slightly different. Mark placed his unfinished glass on the small table as he stood up, revealing his tall frame. His baby blue eyes were a shade darker than usual, clearly indicating to Deb the change in his lean body. Mark felt his breathing tighten as he neared the beautiful woman on front of him. He felt his eyes being drawn to the tempting sight of her lips, he was longing to brush them with his own and feel the warmth she had always provided him. Her intoxicating scent filled all of his demanding senses. Not perfume, but her own feminine scent that was unique to her, and her alone.
Deb stood up as he came close to her, centimetres apart. She found her pulse beginning to speed up with nerves as Mark's gentle hand glided along the seductive curve of her jaw line, running along the smooth skin leading up to her sensitive ear lobe. As his fingers grazed her skin, she shuddered under his electrifying caress. All around them, the spotlights continued to dot themselves here and there around the apartment. Music pounded softly out of the speakers as Mark carefully picked up his girlfriend's hand. Staring into her mesmerising eyes that showed him so much, he placed the softest of kisses of her fingertip. So light Deb actually had to think if it had really occurred or not. Her chest had tightened and his dark chest hair was peaking out from his shirt, daring her to place her slender fingers on it and feel its masculine texture. As their gazes locked, his eyes asked her one question. A shy smile formed on the playful shape of her lips, causing his gorgeous face to light up in his heart stopping grin.
"Don't tell me your nervous babe?"
Mark's face broke into a teasing grin as he wrapped his arms around her slim waist, loving the sensual feeling of her body against his.
"Well it has been a while," Deb admitted a small blush took over her smooth cheeks.
"Well that better change then hadn't it," Mark murmured as he leant his head down towards her.
As his lips gently brushed hers, a surge of desire ripped through her body as she stretched up and breathed deeply, inhaling his gorgeous aftershave, making her feel delirious. Deb felt his tongue sliding across her top lip, praying for more access. She opened her mouth gladly as his hot tongue briefly caressed hers, sending a shock wave of pleasure to sweep through both of their bodies. Deb gasped as she felt his strong arms suddenly pick her up into his loving grasp. He pulled away and smiled lovingly into the hazel pools that were her stunning eyes. He carried her to their bedroom, pausing to kick shut the white door. Deb bit down on her lip as she saw scattered red rose petals all over their bed. Candles of incense were spread randomly around their red and gold decorated bedroom. He carefully placed her down on the floor near the bed, feeling a ripple of want travel through his aroused body. As she licked her lips, Mark couldn't wait any longer. He placed his hands hungrily on her hips and pulled her up to him, his powerful mouth demanding everything she had to offer him. His fingers brushed her soft skin driving her crazy with their burning sensation.
Her fingers slid along his broad shoulder, teasingly along the outline of his unbuttoned shirt, longing to feel his chest. As her fingers entwined with his dark hair, Mark stifled a moan as he felt his body soar into bliss as her fingers rubbed themselves across his covered nipples. His fingers struggled to keep control of their speed as his hand glided up and down her smooth body, savouring every gentle curve her body offered. His breathing became more ragged as her fingers entered the inside of his blue shirt, splaying themselves along his smooth skin. Electrical bolts shot through his body as he pulled her closer towards him, pressing his growing member firmly against her tingling centre. The gorgeous smell of the candles mixed with his intoxicating scent was sending Deb dizzy with passion. Her lips widened, as his mouth became more demanding, his hands slowly working off her buttoned shirt.
As it fell loosely to the floor, Mark sighed inside to himself. He had wanted this for so long, finally he had managed to get through to her. This was the start of their new beginning, and he wanted it to be one she wouldn't ever forget. Forcing her legs wider apart, he slid his firm trouser clad leg in between hers, raising her body slightly to rest itself on his knee. Deb felt his nipples turn as hard as bullets as her teasing fingers gently caressed them, the heat from his body sending her light headed with desire. Her heart was pounding furiously and she hurried to undo the few remaining buttons on his shirt. As she pulled away, Mark's wet lips remained slightly parted, his chest heaving for breath. Ever so slowly she walked around him, letting her hand trail across his shoulders whilest he remained totally still, feeling his boxers becoming increasingly tighter as each fast second passed. Her hand trailed round the waistband to his jeans, letting it drift over his bulging erection. Instantly Mark gasped at her light teasing touch, his blue eyes turned even darker as passion clouded over them. The blue shirt slowly floated to the floor as light as silk as Mark shrugged off his shoes and socks. Deb watched in fascination as she saw each of his muscles rippling with his every movement. Her eyes locked on the small trail of abdomen hair that led downwards to the one place that was dying for release.
Sitting down on the bed, Mark kneeled down in front of her and placed her foot gently on his knee, beginning to undo the thin black strap of her stiletto. He felt her desirable stare on every part of his hot body as he finally slid the second shoe off. His fingers began to massage her foot, a deep throbbing began in her centre as his fingers eased all of the tension out of them. She felt weak under his touch, as he had wove a magic spell over her that would condemn her to do anything he wished. Mark's hands slowly began to work their way up her long leg, savouring everything about the beauty of the woman in front of him. His fingers didn't miss a stop and Deb felt herself trying to contain the moan of pleasure she badly wanted to release. Her chest was becoming heavier with every breath, causing Mark's eyes to be drawn to their tempting movement as they rose and fell continuously.
As he neared the inside of her thigh, Deb felt a small explosion of want run through her. Before she could stop herself she grabbed him and bought his mouth crashing hungrily down onto hers, losing her self in the strong caresses of his hot tongue on hers. His fingers worked their way round to the back of her skirt, instantly undoing the zip and sliding it down the long lengths of her slim legs. He pulled away and stared at the woman beneath him. Wearing now a sexy diamante bra and thong, he felt his raging hard on begging to be released and plunged into the one place he loved the most. Gently he eased her backwards onto the bed, smiling at the darkness of his hazel eyes that almost looked brown. Her swollen lips were slightly parted, her breathing was short and fast and he hadn't even touched her anywhere intimately yet. He stood up and undid the buckle to his expensive trousers, letting them fall to the carpeted floor, revealing his large throbbing erection. The tip just peaked out the top of his tight black boxers, Deb's exploring eyes instantly remained fixed on it as she felt her tongue slowly lick her own lips. Mark stifled a groan as he followed his girlfriends penetrating gaze towards the crotch of his boxers.
"Deb, if you stare at me like that for much longer there's no way I'm gonna be able to last."
The Irish words came out in a hurried breath as he neared the bed, determined to make Deb feel like she had never before. Sliding onto the bed, at the tip of her painted toenails, Deb stared at him with open eyes as she waited for him to make some sort of connection. His sweet breath tickled her feet as he began to spoke. She giggled slightly as his cheeky face gazed up, a naughty sparkle in his piercing blue eyes.
"Now baby," Mark breathed lightly as he leant forward and placed a soft kiss on her foot.
Deb gasped at the tender kiss he had placed on her. She hadn't realised how sensitive her feet were.
"We're gonna take this nice and slow."
His voice had turned a tone deeper, sexier than ever. She felt her heart pounding as she lay back on the bed, submissive to the man in front of her. Minutes seemed to fly by as his lips and fingers explored the entire lengths of her legs. As his mouth trailed along the inside of her throbbing thighs, a powerful tingling sensation erupted in the centre of her.
"Mark," she moaned as his fingers began to toy with the curly hairs.
"Nice and slow, I already told you that Deb, now be quiet."
Her whole body went into overdrive at the commanding tone of his strong soulful voice. Softly he blew over her throbbing centre, his eyes feasting on the sight in front of him. Her back arched as his hands slid her wet thong down and flung it to the other side of their dark bedroom. With one finger, he gently trailed it over her folds. Her body melted under his light brushes. His thumb circled her sensitive clitoris that was begging to be touched. Leaning forward his tongue flicked over it. Her hips thrashed upwards as his hand rubbed over, enjoying the silky hot texture of her. She flung her arms onto the quilt as perspiration formed on her smooth forehead. As he slipped two fingers easily inside of her, she tightened her legs as Mark rested in between them, his hot erection pressing down onto the bed.
"Mark, let me touch you."
Deb begged as her hands reached forward and tenderly stroked the short layers of his dark hair.
"I said not one word. If your not going to be a good girl I'm stopping right now."
Just to emphasise the true meaning of his words, he released his hand and flicked his glance up towards her. The sight of her sent his heart into overtime. Layers of her auburn hair splayed out on the crisp white pillow, her hazel eyes smothered with desire, and love. The new dominant side of Mark was having more of an affect than she realised as she clamped her mouth straight shut, her fists slightly clenched as his hands played with her dark curly hair, teasing her more as each second passed. It was taking all of her willpower not to grab him and shove him straight into her. But she knew this was what Mark wanted, so she sighed deeply as his tongue licked its teasing way upward to her throbbing centre. His fingers circled her burning clitoris endlessly as his tongue slid along her entrance, losing itself in her sweet scent. As soon as he had a taste, Mark found himself not being able to resist her addictive flavour and instantly plunged his tongue in as his thumb pressed deeply down on her swollen clitoris, causing Deb's hot body to explode under his sensuous touch. As each thrust of his tongue deepened, Deb felt her stomach stirring, the warm familiar feeling she always experienced at the signs of an approaching orgasm. His tongue and fingers switched places and Deb heard a far away voice crying out, not recognising its throaty groans as her own. She was flying high, oblivious to all of her surroundings except the irresistible touch of the man she loved. Her body felt light as she travelled to the height of her orgasm. Mark's mouth was still working, his fingers becoming slippery under her.
Mark pulled away and rested his head gently in his large hands, his concentration totally centred on the beautiful woman laying in front of him. He tried to ignore the intense throbbing of his hard on as her bra covered breasts rose and fell heavily. One thin strap had fallen off her shoulder, and a tempting nipple was showing, begging Mark to take it. As Deb's breathing gradually returned to normal and she once again opened her dark eyes, she found herself staring straight into the dark blue depths of his. She opened her mouth to say something but was instantly quietened as he expertly slid his tongue into her hungry mouth, exploring all areas all over again. His throbbing erection pressed against her stomach as she felt his pre cum spilling out. Her hands ran lightly across his broad shoulders and down his back, examining every contour of his defined body. His nose nudged hers playfully as he breathed her in deeply, her musky smell making him grow even harder. Mark felt her hands sliding continuously up and down his back, each time go slightly lower than the time before until the finally reached the waistband of his boxers that were shielding him.
A rush of cold air blew around his hot erection as Deb slid from underneath him pushing him down to lie flat on his stomach. Her hands continued to work his soaked boxers down his legs. As she pulled them over his feet, she positioned herself at the sole of them. Her hands rubbed his muscular legs sensually as she leant forward and let him feel her breasts lightly brush his feet. A muffled groan escaped into the pillow as his arms wrapped around his head, trying to control himself. She widened his legs with a wicked smile on her face, which he couldn't see.
"Now baby," Deb breathed in the same tone as he had used on her. "We're gonna take this nice and slow."
She resisted laughing as Mark mumbled some unknown words into the pillow. Leaning forward she brushed her lips along the rough hairs on his legs, enjoying their firm texture against the smooth skin of her chin. Her fingers glided mercilessly between his thighs, her eyes fixed on her target. He felt his body arch as Deb suddenly stretched up and lay on top of him, her hands stroking the chopped layers of his damp hair, trailing softly along the curve of his neck, making him squirm in a ticklish manner. The touch of her breasts rested on his back, her nipples were hard, and Mark realised if it wasn't for the fact he couldn't move, he would have taken them one at a time each in his mouth. He could feel the heat pouring from her entrance against his hips. Her lips grazed his skin hungrily as she began to kiss and lick her way down. Her hand slid up to his mouth trailing around the contours of his swollen lips. Opening his mouth, Deb felt her finger become enveloped in his hot touch. Her leg had slipped in between his, pushing them further apart. One hand sneakily made it's way to the centre of him, very lightly brushing over his heavy balls. His body jumped at her sudden touch, his erection becoming all tingly as he waited for more. She kissed down the smooth curve of his spine, letting her lips massage each tiny muscle as she slid down onto her side urging Mark to let her beneath him.
All of his aroused body was burning from her magnetic touch. As she slid underneath him he found his large blue eyes locking with hers as he softly blew a strand of her auburn hair out her way. Her hands cupped his bum as she urged him slightly up her body, not letting the tip of him anywhere near her, although she was aching for his touch. She pushed her chest up skin to skin against his as she opened her mouth to let him seek all the access he was after. Bringing her right hand up, she pushed her index and middle finger into his mouth, loving the wet sensation of his tongue against hers and her fingers. As she continued to kiss him her hand fell lower and lower towards his opening. Every so gently she let the dampness from her hand rub over him, making him slippery. Mark was lost in his own little world, as his chest panted against hers and his kisses became hungrier by the second. His mouth widening with every caress as he fought to stop himself from thrashing straight down into her and letting himself sink into her silky hidden depth.
Mark stiffened as a small surge of pain ripped through him.
"Relax," Deb whispered tenderly as her lips brushed his gently.
As his grew accustomed to the new experience, the pain soon disappeared. Every so gently at first, Deb pulled her finger out slightly before positioning upwards in order to find his prostate. All breath rushed out of him as she hit it perfectly. His whole body turned numb as his breathing sped up immensely. He closed his eyes as a sensational throbbing overtook his entire body, making him feel weak.
"Deb," he panted. "Stop."
She silenced him with a gentle kiss as she increased the speed of her movement, loving the reaction she was getting from him. Her hand slid in between their damp bodies and began to circle his dripping tip as Mark's face screwed up and he groaned loudly as a deep explosion inside of her erupted. He slumped heavily against Deb as he tried to regain his breathing. That had been the most amazing experience of his life.
"I'm not done with you yet baby," she murmured huskily as she rolled herself from under his large grasp.
All he could offer was a moan in reply. He turned over onto his back, his erection resting just below his stomach button as the sensational feelings she had just caused him began to fade. Her hand gripped his long hard length confidently as she began to stroke him in light movements, from base to tip. Mark's body heaved at her light caresses, he found himself begging to increase her speed. She simply chose to ignore his requests, continuing in the manner she wanted. A light sheen of perspiration shone lightly on his forehead as his hips buckled constantly.
Moving her head down, she circled pink tip with her tongue, tasting him and losing herself in the sweetness of him. It was him, and him alone. No one else had ever reacted in the way he had to her, she could feel how wet she was. It was taking all of her stamina not to let herself lower down onto him, letting him fill her up all the way. Her hazel gaze flickered upwards to look at him. His dark eyebrows were furrowed together tightly, his lips fixed together tightly as his hair lay matted on his forehead. The rough curls on his chest shimmered against the light of the candles and she realised she couldn't wait any longer. After placing one last lick along his erection, she moved along the bed next to him. He opened his strong arms and positioned himself above her, the tip of him slid teasingly along her soaking folds. She was feeling hot and flustered, dizzy with desire and love. Her hands clutched his shoulders as he pressed his hips downwards, gradually sinking in. She moaned in bliss as she felt him pushing further down inside her. Mark's lips grazed hers delicately as his weight rested on his muscular arms. Her legs entwined with his as they finally became one again, after so long. As he finally sank his full length in her, Deb felt tears welling up in her eyes as he gazed down tenderly at her. His bright blue eyes told her everything and more she needed to know. His finger brushed a tear away as he mouthed the three words he never grew tired of telling her, time after time.
"I love you too Mark, so much." Deb whispered as tears spilled down her cheeks.
"Shhh," he whispered gently as he kissed each salty tear away.
Very slowly he began to move slowly inside of her, wanting to make it last as long as possible. Deb closed her eyes as Mark rested his head against his shoulder, each thrust becoming longer and harder than the one before. She met him half way in slow movement as both of them began to feel the huge build up. Her mind was clouded with love as her fingers played with the back of his neck, Mark's heart was banging furiously against his chest as each movement took them higher than the last. As both of them soared to a new height of passion, Deb remained motionless as she stared hypnotised by the beauty of Mark's blue eyes gazing strongly back at her. Images of their past few months together shot through her head. She blinked slowly as he kissed her gently, his tongue caressing hers with the most tender stroke he could achieve. As his gorgeous face broke into that famous cute smile of his, Deb found herself grinning back as he remained inside of her, trying to keep the tight feeling of her around him for as long as possible. All they had now was the future to forward to, the past too never look back on.
The End
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