11. Melissa

CHAPTER 11

MELISSA

EARLY HOURS SATURDAY MORNING – MR SEXY NERD COULD KISS

H ot damn! Oh, my! Mr Sexy Nerd could really kiss. Not to mention the other things he could do with those enticing lips of his. That was the best orgasm I had ever had and the way my body was continuing to react to him, I knew it would not be a one off.

The minute he pressed his lips to me I was a goner. And it was just getting better and better. I felt like I couldn't get enough of him as he devoured me, our tongues vying for domination, our hands roaming each other's bodies.

My whole being buzzed with energy, and I felt more alive than I had in months. My body literally felt like it was burning under his touch, the chemistry between us was so potent.

I'd been going around in a bit of a daze since losing my dad. I hadn't been feeling much of anything lately. After the initial grief wore off, and the crying stopped, I'd just felt numb. However, Marko made me feel again, and it was wonderful and I sure as hell didn't want it to stop.

My Mr Sexy Nerd's hands were back on my breasts, cupping and squeezing them. I believed Mr Sexy Nerd might be a boobs man.

"I love these," he murmured between kisses.

Yep! Definitely a breast man! I just barely stifled the girlish giggle bubbling inside. I couldn't help it. The way Marko kissed me as he played with my boobs made me feel almost giddy with pleasure.

Mr Sexy Nerd pulled back and looked at me, and the look in his eyes made the butterflies in my stomach go mad. We were both panting for breath and his half-closed eyes, dazed with lust were likely a mirror image of my own.

"You taste so good, Melissa, and you look so sexy lying there spread out ready for me," he said, his voice hoarse as his eyes roamed my body, his hands gently caressing my curves in a slow delicious torturous way.

I gulped; my mouth suddenly dry as I mimicked his action, taking in the sight of him in all his naked glory. The man was ripped. It took a lot of work to make a body look that good and I took my time appreciating it.

That is one sexy nerd!

My gaze roamed his body, returning repeatedly to his well-defined torso with its six pack that I wanted to lick so badly that my dry mouth watered. Yum!

My eyes flicked downward quickly, and I gulped again. His cock was glorious, big, and hard. Bigger than the other men I'd had, but not so big I worried I couldn't take him. Of course, I'd only had a few relationships, so had little to go on, but I was pretty sure most guys wouldn't be unhappy to be packing what Marko was packing. And what he was packing right now was standing to attention. As I stared at it, the thing jerked as if trying to reach me. It looked almost painful.

Well, we can't have that!

Sitting up, I reached out and took it in my hand as he closed the distance between us again. My pussy ached with need as I clutched at his shoulders while he pushed me back against the worktop.

"I need you inside me, Marko," I practically begged him.

My pussy was throbbing with anticipation, and I squirmed as he settled between my legs, pulling me towards him, taking a nipple into his mouth, sucking hard.

"Not yet, sweetheart. Soon, but I want you to shatter again for me first," he murmured against my ear as his hand reached between us.

By the sounds of things, we were going to be here for a while I thought, thrilled at the prospect. I really wanted him inside me, but if he had plans to give me another earth-shattering orgasm first, well who was I to complain?

Doubt crept into my mind. I had never had multiple orgasms with anyone, what if it wasn't possible?

"What if I can't?" I asked.

"Oh, honey. Believe me, you will," he purred before taking my mouth.

As we kissed, his palm cupped my mound, and I cried out as my core clenched. My clit throbbed urgently, and I pushed my hips into his hand. Grinding against him until he took the hint.

My chest heaved and my breathing was erratic as Marko's fingers explored right where I wanted them. Unable to stop myself, I ground against him like a wanton thing, needing the friction to ease the pressure of my throbbing clit. Mr Sexy Nerd's fingers pinched and rubbed me while his tongue flicked, licked and sucked on my nipple and I could swear there was a direct line from my nipple to my clit as everything he did sent shivers down my body and drenched his fingers in my juices.

Marko kissed his way to my other nipple, tugging lightly on it as I arched my back towards him desperate to get closer to his mouth and that gifted tongue. He moved his fingers so that he could push one, then another, inside me while using his thumb to circle my nub. I loved the stretch of his fingers inside me, filling me as he thrust them in and out, making me grind harder against him, riding his fingers faster and faster.

"Yes, Marko," I shouted as another orgasm burst from me.

Panting hard, I slowly came down from my orgasmic high and watched in shock as he dragged his fingers out of me and licked them, smirking. No other guy had ever done that before. I felt like I should be embarrassed about it, but the way he seemed to enjoy my taste was strangely pleasing.

"I really love how you taste when you come for me, Melissa," he said and before I knew what he was doing, his mouth was on my pussy and he took a long lick through my slit.

Holy fuck! He wasn't trying for another one. Was he?

As he repeated the action several times, dragging his tongue slowly through my slit before sinking his tongue into my hole, I realised he was indeed. Surely that wasn't possible?

But it seemed Marko was determined to prove it was. I whimpered and moaned, clutching at his head, shocked that I could actually feel another orgasm building again. My god this man really knew how to turn me on.

My moans became louder as he thrust that talented tongue of his inside me several times, while his hands reached for my breasts again, teasing my nipples, slowly plucking them, then rubbing them until I squirmed under his torturous assault on my senses.

My body tingled with desire, but I needed more.

"Please, Marko, I need you now," I begged, pulling him up my body.

He smirked as he lined himself up and kissed me hard.

"Fuck!" I cried into his mouth, tensing with the shock as he breached me in one swift thrust.

My Mr Sexy Nerd felt so bloody big, but I clutched him to me, holding him in place as I panted out breaths and forced my body to relax.

After several seconds, my pussy adjusted to the intrusion and he slowly and deliberately started to thrust, pulling himself almost all the way out before plunging back right to the hilt each time. Marko pounded into me over and over, keeping his body close to me and kissing me deeply all the time, and I loved the full body contact as he took me. Wrapping my legs around him, I held him even closer.

Marko sped up frantically and his rhythm became erratic as he came close to release and my own built yet again.

"Yes!" he cried as I screamed his name, our release exploding in tandem.

Geez, I had never been a screamer. In fact, I had always made myself quiet until now, too embarrassed to truly let go. Yet with Marko, I not only let myself go completely, but I also bloody well shattered for him, just like he said I would.

Dear god, the man was bloody good. I smirked as he continued to thrust, ensuring we rode out every bit of our orgasm.

My inner voice did a little dance and chanted, "I just had amazing sex! "

And that's when I came back down to earth. Oh shit!

Marko pulled away from me and I froze unable to move, my eyes squeezed tightly shut. What the hell was I thinking? We'd had sex without protection!

My eyes flew open at the sound of rubber snapping and I was just in time to see him pull a condom off and throw it in the rubbish bin nearby.

Oh, thank fuck! How the hell did he get that on without me realising? Mr Sexy Nerd's got skills! Those thoughts all bombarded my mind at once as relief poured through me. The man might have given me the best sex of my life, but Marko was still a stranger, and I didn't want to risk pregnancy.

My mum had been a single mother until she met my dad, and while she never complained about that, I knew the early years had been hard for her and so I always swore that wouldn't happen to me. When I had kids, I would be in a solid, loving relationship, and they would be planned.

Marko returned to me and pulled me into his arms, kissing me on the tip of my nose, oblivious to where my mind had been.

"That was bloody amazing!" he said with a shit-eating grin that made me want to swoon.

As I watched him turn and open a drawer, I noticed a tattoo on his left shoulder, but I didn't get any time to inspect it as my eyes dropped to his tight ass. Oh my god, it was so biteable!

Marko noticed me staring, and that grin was back in seconds. My cheeks flamed at being caught ogling him. Though why it should bother me after what we had just done was anyone's guess.

Reaching his hand out, Marko ran his fingers gently down the side of my face, and my body shivered in pleasure at his simple touch.

Hell, I was in deep. How had the guy got under my skin so quickly?

Using the cloth he took from the drawer, he wiped me, cleaning my lady parts. Squirming, I fought the urge to close my legs as his hand moved between them. The intimate gesture overwhelmed me, making my cheeks grow hotter and I couldn't look him in the eye. I didn't understand my reaction since we'd already been far more intimate that this should not bother me at all.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" he asked, his eyes searching mine.

My voice failed me and so I simply nodded.

Marko looked at me and raised his eyebrows, but thankfully said nothing and simply reached down and handed me my clothes. I hurriedly dressed, still not quite able to look at him. My cheeks felt hot, and I knew I was acting weird, but my mind was a mess.

Maybe Marko had been right, and we shouldn't have continued earlier. It seemed I hadn't been thinking straight when I pleaded with him to continue because now that I was over the shock of everything that had happened, I was beginning to wonder about things. In fact, my mind was whirling with unanswered questions. Mainly about Marko.

As I'd thought before, it couldn't be a coincidence that he appeared right after I was robbed, or again right after someone broke into my home. So, who was he and what did he want from me? Could he be working for the MP? Or be a police officer investigating me? If anything, it was more likely to be the former rather than the latter, and yet I didn't feel any danger when I was in his company. But was there?

Worrying at my bottom lip, I finally looked into his eyes and my breath hitched at the open expression of longing I saw there.

No, I didn't think a man who looked at me like that was a danger to me. Well, not physically anyway. My heart however, that was another matter.

As if reading my thoughts, Marko pulled me close and kissed the top of my head.

"You're safe here with me, honey," he murmured against my hair. "Let's take a nap, then we can talk," he said, putting his arm around my waist and leading me through the hall.

I had expected him to take me back to the guest room, but instead, he led me into his own. My heart pounded as he pulled back the covers, and though I knew I should have protested, I stayed silent. The thought of being alone right now felt unbearable. He gently instructed me to get in, closing the curtains before slipping into bed beside me.

Fatigue washed over me, a heavy, undeniable wave. Marko pulled me close, and I nestled into his embrace, the warmth of his body providing a comfort I needed. A deep sigh escaped my lips as my eyes fluttered shut. Whatever the future held, I would face it later. For now, I burrowed deeper into his arms and allowed sleep to take over.