CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

MARCUS

“Yes,” Alice says right before her mouth crashes into mine. She kisses me with a fierceness that echoes the raw and painful need pounding through me.

Today was amazing. Alice is amazing.

If not for her, I would have spent today at home, alone and pouting over the unfairness of missing Dan’s party. Sure, Chase gave me a few sour looks but screw him. Terry was happy to see me and, more importantly, Dan was happy. I’d tick my younger brother off a thousand times over if it meant seeing and spending time with my nephew.

And now I get to spend time with this amazing woman, and she’s agreed to let me make love to her.

Yes, we’ve been having oral sex for days now. It’s not the same as her taking my cock. Something about it calls to me in a purely alpha male way. Even if I can’t use my legs, I’m still a man and I want to mark this woman as mine. To fill her with my cum and have her cry out my name as I’m the one that brings her pleasure. Me and only me.

I circle her clit and tease her as our lips smash together, our tongues wildly fighting for dominance. I can feel the moment she crashes over the edge, her entire body tensing, her nails digging deeper into my shoulders as her pussy begins to spasm. Her clit pulsates and a rush of her scent fills my nose as she comes and comes hard.

She breaks the kiss. Her head lowers, and she presses her face into my neck, her breath coming in fast pants as her body slumps and sags against my chest.

I slip my finger out of her baby blue panties and grip my handrims, moving slower than usual because of the extra weight of her. My muscles burn at the added strain, but I want to roar my satisfaction at having her in my arms and trustingly cuddled against me, counting on me to see to her needs.

In the bedroom, that’s when things get a little tricky. I can’t toss her up on the bed and tear her clothes off and cover her long, beautiful body with mine. Can’t wrap her amazing legs around my waist and thrust into her hot pussy the way I yearn to.

I can’t even strip off my own clothes in a sexy way. Because first I need to take care of my bladder, so I don’t have to worry about any accidents during our time together.

This is the part that annoys me. That I have to put the brakes on our lovemaking and deal with my broken body.

“Alice,” I murmur, ghosting my lips over her cheek and forehead. “I need you to get up, sweetheart.”

Opening her eyes, she lifts her head and smiles dreamily at me. Slowly, she slides off my lap and stands to the side of me. I hook a hand around her thigh and give it a squeeze. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

She blinks at that and frowns. “Where are you going?”

I gesture to my lap and legs. “I need to take care of some stuff.”

Her confusion is evident, yet she nods and moves away. My hand falls from her leg, and I turn and head into the bathroom.

I deal with my bladder and undressing. I feel silly going back out sitting naked in my chair, so I keep my boxers on.

When I leave the bathroom, the lights are off in the bedroom and it’s deathly quiet. Panic rises in me that she left while I was in there worrying over if I should keep my scrawny naked ass covered or not.

“Alice?”

“I’m in bed, Marcus.”

My breath shudders out of me, and I carefully make my way over to the bed. The path should be clear unless she tossed her shoes or clothes in my way. Everything in my room is perfectly organized and laid out to make my life obstacle-free. I don’t get hung up on anything and wiggle and work my way out of my boxers before transferring into bed.

My hand encounters Alice and the warmth of her naked skin almost burns me. My cock, limp against my thigh, stirs when she slowly inches over to me, her body brushing against mine.

She turns on her side, her hand going to my chest as her fingers move through my chest hair.

I reach for her slowly and find her shoulder first. Trailing my hand along the gentle slope, I trace the raised ridge of her collarbone and work my way lower to her breast. Her breath catches at the contact of my palm with her hardened nipple while my breath rushes out.

Her fingers tense on my chest as I pluck her nipple and roll it gently between my thumb and index finger. Using my other arm, I lift my upper body up enough for my mouth to capture that nipple and groan at the feel and taste of her on my tongue.

Alice’s hands urge me down and slowly I lower myself back flat on the mattress. Her body follows me down, allowing me to keep her nipple in my mouth. Eagerly, I switch to the other side while my hand goes to that damp nipple and play.

Her hands explore my chest and stomach, pausing before going any lower.

Releasing her nipple, I take her hand in mine and lower it to my groin, placing it on my semi-erect cock. “You can touch me.”

As if she were only waiting for my permission, she grips my cock and begins stroking it and teasing the slit along the head.

In the safety of the darkness, I tell her, “You’re going to have to ride me.”

Her hand pauses on my cock. Her face looms over mine, her breath warm against my lips. “I already know that.”

Embarrassment makes me want to squirm, and my cock deflates a little. Her fingers squeeze me harder.

“It’s okay, Marcus,” she says softly. “I want this. I want you.”

Bless this crazy, messed up world for delivering this wonderful woman into my life.

“I want you too, Alice. Come up here and let me eat you out.”

She continues stroking my cock, coaxing it back to hardness.

“Alice?”

Her lips touch mine briefly before she pulls away. “Not tonight. I want to ride your cock, not your face.”

“Let me get you ready, at least.”

She tweaks my nipple and my cock surges in her grasp.

“You already got me ready. I’m wet for you. I want your cock.”

Swallowing hard, I lick my lips. “There are condoms in the nightstand’s top drawer.”

“I brought my own.”

I can hear the smile in her voice, and it makes me grin.

The pillow next to me moves and I hear the rip of the condom wrapper being torn.

“Do you want to put it on, or can I?”

“You,” I rasp.

She grasps my cock firmly and I can feel the latex condom being rolled down over it. It feels snug, and that’s a good thing. Sometimes I lose my erection and need an erection band. Those are also in the nightstand. With the condom being snug around the base of my cock that shouldn’t be an issue.

Her body hovers over mine and then her thighs settle on the sides of my hips. Holding my cock upwards, Alice slowly lowers herself over me, letting out a tiny moan as the head enters her snug pussy. Even with the condom, I can feel the heat of her and groan.

Lowering herself down slowly, her body takes my cock inch by inch until she’s spread wide over me and the wetness of her pools around my base.

“You’re so thick, Marcus,” she gasps, digging her nails into my chest as her hips give a tiny rock.

“And you are amazing. So hot and tight around me. Gripping me so hard.”

My words spur her on and she lifts up and then comes down again. As Alice finds her rhythm, I reach up and cup her swinging breasts. I pinch and play with her nipples as her pussy swallows my cock.

With the condom on, it limits my sensations, so I’m not sure if I’ll come or not, but either way I’ll make damn sure Alice does.

Her inner muscles squeeze me, and she moans. Slamming her hips down on me she furiously rides me. She grabs my nipples and pulls them. It’s almost painful yet feels amazing. I’m throbbing with arousal and the more Alice plays with my nipples, the closer I get to coming.

I release her breast and work my hand in between us, finding her clit and pressing it. She increases her speed, grinding her clit onto my finger as her channel begins to flutter wildly around my cock.

“Oh, Marcus,” she gasps and then she’s there. Her body squeezing me so tight as her pussy pulsates.

In the throes of her orgasm, Alice pinches at my nipples and tugs them, sending me over the edge, and then I’m coming with her. My cum shooting out and coating the condom and bathing the head of my cock with my warm wetness.