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Chapter Ten

Charlie

Markus didn’t hesitate and scooped me up into his arms and plastered his lips to mine. I reveled in the way he kissed with urgency and desperation. His tongue delved deep while his teeth clashed against mine in a frenzied want. I gave in to the need, feeling the same delirious way.

“Take me upstairs, Markus,” I ordered against his mouth.

Markus spun toward the staircase and took the steps two at a time as though I weighed nothing in his arms. The gnawing need to taste this man grew. I nipped his shoulder and neck.

“Woman, stop. Or I’m going fuck you on these stairs.” I smiled as he bit out his warning. I loved the way his skin tasted andIkissed along the red marks I left on his shoulder.

He let out a low growl when we reached the second floor. “Where to?”

“My bedroom is on the third floor.” I pointed up the stairs.

Without delay, Markus rushed his way up to the top floor where there was only one door. He maneuvered me to my feet and pressed me against it, not losing contact for a second. I loved the difference between our bodies. His hard sinewy muscles to my soft curves. God, I relished how his control was on the brink of losing its grip. His ravenous kiss was proof.

“I need you, Charlie,” he whispered before plundering my mouth.

“I need you too,” I uttered under his sensual attack. He reached behind me and turned the knob, letting the door fully swing open. I backed up into the room, leaving a large gapebetween us. I quickly pulled off my sweatshirt, which left me with only a bra and shorts on.

Markus stepped inside, his eyes never leaving me, and groaned with appreciation. “Baby, I want inside you so bad that if we wait any longer, I’m going to come in my pants.”

“Then what are you waiting for? Take off your clothes.”

He doesn’t hesitate and took off his shirt. Yet, as he began to undo his belt, I rushed forward and took over the job. “I want to taste you. Let me.”

“You can do whatever you want with me, baby.” The husky way he called me baby made my core pulse to the near point of pain. I had never wanted someone so bad that my body ached with want.

I stripped off his pants and for a second, appreciated the boxer briefs that caged his full erection.Oh merde.The man was hung. I was beginning to get nervous as I pulled off his briefs, revealing every inch of his massive penis.

“Charlie, what’s wrong?” he asked, concern knitted his brows.

My mouth went slightly dry. “Markus, you’re huge.”

“Are you afraid?” he asked with a small smile.

“I think any woman would be afraid when confronted by your…” I didn’t want to use “penis”, because that would be something a librarian would totally say. “Dick” and “cock” was not the type of vocabulary I used either. “Your manhood.”

Markus threw his head back and laughed. “My manhood?”

“Don’t make fun,” I chided. “Okay. Dick. Are you happy?”

“Touch me, Charlie. It won’t bite.” Markus stepped closer, my face inches from him. I could smell his musky scent, which I had to admit turned me on even more.

“Stand,” he ordered, and pulled me up. His hands went to my shorts and yanked them off. “I want to touch you while you’re touching me.”

Oh merde.Now that was a sound plan.

Before I reached for Markus’s…okay, I can think “dick” without worried that my gran—stop thinking, Charlie. Just feel.

Markus pulled down my underwear as my thoughts flew out of my head. I shivered as my heated flesh was exposed to the coolness of the room. Or was it Markus’s hands caressing my skin that ratcheted the fever spreading through my body. He unclasped my bra and dropped it to the floor. The only clothing left on were my socks, but I forgot about it the second his lips captured mine.

Heat from Markus’s body quelled any nervousness. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his narrow waist and kissed him with all my pent up need.

“Are you safe?” Markus asked, laying me down on my queen sized bed.

“Yes. I’m on the shot. But I want you to use a condom.” I trailed the tip of my tongue along his jaw and down his neck. The mix of his sweat and something else intoxicating flavored his skin, and I wanted more.