Page 59 of Soaring in Flames (Reborn 2)
Marco crushed his lips to mine as I let out a small whimper, my arms wrapping around his neck. His large body pressed down on mine, his ridiculously hard dick making me feel all types of worked up as I nipped at his bottom lip. Frustration was welling through me and I could feel my need for Marco ripping across my consciousness.
I ran my hands down his muscular side and tugged up his shirt, his large body pulling back to fully slip it over his head. His breathing was rough as he melded his lips to mine once again causing me to tremble slightly. It didn’t take away from the need pulsing through my center, begging to be fixed.
“Fuck,” he mumbled, pulling back. His fingers on my shirt stilled with slight indecision. “Maya, baby girl, I’m not sure—”
“Please,” I whispered trying to sound as sure as I looked. “I want you, Marco. Please.”
Any indecision seemed to fly out the window as a dark heated look came into his gaze. He gripped my jaw lightly before searching my expression. “Do you know what you’re asking for, Maya?”
“Yes,” I whispered, despite probably not fully knowing.
Then I was moaning against his lips as he tugged off my top with an impressive ease and my eager hands went to his belt, trying to get it off without breaking the kiss. I was slightly shaky and I could feel my excitement making me almost dizzy.
“Maya,” he groaned as my fingers slid against the outline of how hard he was in his dress pants. Dress pants that I was currently hating. Then he pulled back and met my gaze. A small dark smile flitted onto his lips, “hands up.”
“What?” I asked eagerly as he grinned.
“Grip the headboard,” he explained as I reached up immediately and his eyes lit up to match his wicked smile. “So damn good at listening. You should be rewarded for that, baby girl.”
I liked the sound of that.
I whimpered as he kissed down my chest, pulling the lace of my bra down enough that my already hard nipples grew harder in the cool air. My hands almost came off the headboard as I cried out slightly at Marco pulling one of my nipples between his teeth, the other breast under his demanding hand. I could feel how wet I was and my entire body broke out into a flush, very much ready for his hands...or mouth. Honestly, probably both.
“Marco,” I pleaded softly as he reached the waistband of my leggings and easily slid them over my hips and down my legs, glad I’d worn a set of mint green lace underwear. Marco sat up slightly, undoing his belt and looking over me, his breathing rough and eyes nearly black. I could feel my entire body shaking slightly and my heartbeat was pounding in my ears.
“I’ve got you,” he cooed in response to the almost needy whine I was producing, my fingers still wrapped above me like he had said. He stepped off the bed as I nearly sat up, but with just a hot look I kept my hands wrapped around the headboard wanting to know what he had planned.
“I want to touch you,” I complained softly as I watched him drop his dress pants. My eyes went slightly wide becauseholy crap, I felt like every time I saw any of them, they got bigger. I swallowed thinking about how that was supposed to...you know, fit inside of me! Christ.
Marco chuckled softly in a dark undertone, “Believe me, baby girl, I very much want your hands on me. If you touch me right now though, I’m going to be slamming home inside of you before I can make you come a few times. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t,” I promised as he climbed back on the bed and over me his fingers twisting and snapping my lace underwear, tossing them to the side.
“I liked those,” I mumbled but then my eyes rolled back as he slipped a finger down my wet slit.
He chuckled softly, “I’ll buy you ten more pairs, I promise.” I moaned slightly as he slid a finger into me, my legs opening fully to accommodate him. His kisses and nips along my neck making my skin break out into a hot flush.
“Fuck,” he growled, “you are so fucking wet and tight.”
I cried out his name as his thumb began to roll over my clit, making me let go of the headboard, gripping his shoulders. His bite to my neck had me breaking his skin slightly with my nails, perfectly thrilled with his slight punishing bite. Worth it.
His boxer-covered, hard length was barely separated from where I needed it to be and it distracted me enough that when Marco gripped my jaw I had to bring my eyes up from where we were almost connected.
His voice was soft and commanding, keeping my full attention. “Are you going to take all of me, Maya? Are you going to let me show you just how much I love you?”
“You love me?” I whispered, my eyes tearing up slightly. I was a bit of a mess of emotions right now. I hadn’t even realized he hadn’t said the words back right away because I’d gotten so caught up in his touch and kisses. I think he had gotten caught up as well because my question seemed to confuse him for a moment. I could see that Marco looked a bit out of sorts, his hair messy and eyes nearly black with heat. I could feel my center clenching, needing him to solve what was wrong with me. To cool down my skin because it felt like it was on fire.
Marco’s eyes softened. “Maya, baby girl, I think I’m fucking obsessed with you. Yes, I love you but I don’t know if that is a good enough description for it—”
“It’s perfect,” I breathed out and then tightened my legs slightly that were wrapped around his waist, “please, show me, Marco. I want all of you.”
He let out a low growl, all of his formality, seeming to unravel as he slipped off his boxers. I flushed as his hard member, rigid and golden in color, bounced upon release. The top of it was shiny with moisture and I licked my lip trying to resist the urge to ask to take him in my mouth. Marco’s thumb rested on my bottom lip as I met his gaze before jumping slightly, his hard cock now pressed right against my wet heat.
“Maya,” he whispered, dipping his lips down to mine, “I’m sorry if this hurts a bit, baby.” I didn’t ask him what he meant, trusting that he would make it not hurt as much. Trusting he would make this good between us. Better than good. Flippin’ amazing.
I let out a small needy sound as he pressed into me, my eyes widening before his lips molded to mine, distracting me fully. I squirmed, his cock sliding slowly into me as I hoped I could take in his massive size. I cried out his name as his full length pulsed inside me. My eyes watering slightly at the fullness of him inside me. I inhaled as he pulled back and his nearly black eyes filled with slight pain, at my own, no doubt.
“Marco,” I whimpered as he groaned, running a thumb over my mating mark. The action seemed to relax my body as I became more pliant and a delicious shiver worked its way through every single one of my nerve endings. I could feel every part of his frame pressed against my own. Our union had me feeling ways I hadn’t before.
