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The sound of laughter caused me to stop. My eyes flashed open, and I noticed two women walking in and taking a seat at the bottom row far from us. My heart pounded against my chest. My eyes were still a blur from the high I was on. Catching my breath, I tried to move away, but Marcus gripped my thighs, digging his fingers into my flesh, and slammed me onto him again. The painful pleasure of it caused me to cry out slightly, but Marcus wrapped his hand around my mouth and pulled my head aside his.

“No.” He growled in my ear. Pulling my hips away slowly with his free hand, he slammed me down against him again, that time harder. I began to pant. “I’m going to take you here.” My head sank back into his shoulder in defeat. “I don’t care who’s around. I’m going to finish this. Do you understand?”

I nodded as he removed his hand from my mouth and cupped it around my throat. I wet my lips and shut my eyes. At that moment, I didn’t care if we were caught. I moved my hips into his harder, grunting with each thrust. He sucked in air between his teeth, which caused me to be turned on even more. Again, I jerked my hips into his. Our breathing became heavier, our sweaty bodies molded against one another, and my nipples were hardened with desire.

The pleasure of it all, being with him, the thought of getting caught, and the last two weeks of the teasing built again deep within me. My body jerked against his as I convulsed for the second time around him. Tilting my head, I placed my forehead on the nape of his neck. He gripped my chin and shoved his tongue into my mouth, kissing me hard. Thrusting his hips, he bit down on my lip and groaned as he released himself deep inside me.

After a few minutes and with him still inside of me, we caught our breath as he gently patted soft kisses along my lips. Once our heartbeats came to a normal pace, Marcus gripped my chin and lifted it so that he could look at me. “We are never fuckin’ going that long again. You understand?” Nodding, I let out a sigh in contentment. I one-hundred percent agreed. “Good, let’s go home, so we can do that again.” He winked.

CHAPTER NINE

MARCUS

I couldn’t help but smile as she giggled beneath me. “Marcus, what are you doing?” Mia’s eyelids flashed opened. I playfully flexed my hips into hers, and she let out another soft laugh. As she lay beneath me unclothed, with the warmth of her skin pressed against mine and the way her hair was tangled and tossed along the pillow, she was the most beautiful person I had ever seen. Even first thing in the morning.

Mia reached up and ran her fingers through my hair, as she placed her other hand on the side of my face. I brought her hand toward my lips, trailing soft kisses on her palm and down to her inner wrist. Mia’s lips curled into a huge grin. Smiling along with her, I continued to stare into her eyes. I was intoxicated by her beauty, her scent, and, most of all, the love in those eyes for me. Right there was where I wanted to be always. I’d never felt so much peace in my life than when I was with her.

I lowered my head toward hers and traced my lips along the softness along her jawline. Making my way toward her ear, I could feel the goose bumps that formed along her skin. I kissed her in that sensitive spot underneath her earlobe then slowly down the side of her neck until I reached the middle of her collarbone. “Mmmh, I can never have enough of you.” I purred along her skin. Her lips parted into a smile as she stretched beneath me.

“Well, I guess I should make you wait two weeks more often.”

I shook my head and groaned at the thought. “No more ridiculous bets. You’re mine, completely. I’ll have you whenever and wherever I want.”

Shaking her head, she giggled again and then changed the subject. “So what are we doing today?”

With my brows pressed together, I leaned in closer to her. “We’re not going anywhere. I have plenty of things in mind that I have in store for you, but they all involve you, me, and the bed all day.”

“So you’re keeping me hostage here? What if I get hungry?” She asked as she batted her eyes innocently.

I gave her a crooked smile, “Well, if you get hungry, I have something to fill that appetite.” I flexed my hips into her again.

“You. Are. Such. A. Guy!” She laughed.

“You know it, baby. Now come here.”

***

“Bro, is your dick swollen?”

“Fuck off, Jimmie.” I bit back as I opened the fridge door.

Bursting into a hard laugh, he put down the paper he was reading. “I’m just saying you haven’t left your room all day. Fuck, I know Mia kept you hanging for a while, but did you have to seriously nail her the entire day? Poor girl.” He shook his head. “She probably won’t walk for the rest of the week.”

Annoyed by his remark, I shut the fridge door, turned around to face him, and leaned against the counter as I snapped open a can of soda. Taking a few sips, I pointed at him. “You’re jealous.”

Snorting, Jimmie shook his head as he folded the paper. “Trust me. I’m not jealous.”

“When was the last time you got laid, Bro?”

He raised a brow and stood from his chair. “That’s none of your fuckin’ business.”

Laughing once, I nodded. “Yeah, just as I suspected, you’re jealous.”

“Whatever, man, are you able to still watch Elle tonight?”

Fuck. I’d forgotten about that. “Yeah man, what happened to that Melissa chick. You know her actual sitter?”

Jimmie rubbed his palm over his face. “She started college, remember?” Oh that’s right. He did mention that. “I’ve been looking for a new sitter, but it’s fuckin’ hard to trust anyone nowadays.” He pressed his hands down and leaned into the granite counter. “Look, if it’s too much to ask, I can cancel my date with Jessica.”

Mockingly, I smiled. “Ah, Jessica’s her name, huh?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

After I gulped down the rest of the soda, I tossed the can into the trash. “Nothing man, I just don’t see you as a ‘Jessica’ type.”

He raised a brow as he straightened his shoulders. I was starting to get under his skin, and as a younger brother, I couldn’t help but find it amusing. “And what type do you see me with?”

I shrugged. “Fuck if I know.”

“Whatever, man, are you able to watch Elle or not?”

“Yeah, that’s cool. Will someone be getting laid tonight?” I wiggled my brows.

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