From the door she was able to look around his room, so masculine like him. In the air she could smell the faint aroma of his aftershave, and she had closed her eyes momentarily as a wave of pleasure had washed over her.
Her roaming eyes had finally rested on the small packet on his night stand, as she had instantly recognised it as the one which held the pictures. With a small triumphant sound she had closed the door quietly and moved further into the room to retrieve them, smiling that he would never even know she had been there.
However, just as she reached the end of the bed the door had once more opened and Marc had entered, Kelly freezing instantly to the spot.
Marc had halted in mid stride, surprised to see her there, before a strange look crossed his handsome features, and with a lazy smile he had drawled
“Well Miss Brown you don’t waste time do you”
She had looked at him in surprise a small frown appearing on her face
“I don’t understand…” she began before he cut over her in a soft humorously mocking voice
“You did say you would let me know if your other plan fell through”
The memory of her comments on the night they had almost made love coming rushing back to her as she flushed hotly.
“No” she said quickly “no ..I just came to get back the pictures I gave you I need..”
Marc had laughed throatily moving towards her, as she had tried moving backwards, but the back of her legs had come into contact with his bed causing her to fall onto the soft mattress
“Well aren’t you keen” he said closing the space between them before sliding along the bed beside her
“So you changed your mind did you” he said softly, a strange twinkle in his eyes, as she sighed with annoyance, her heart fluttering at his closeness and the effect it was having inside her.
“I didn’t come here for anything more than those pictures” she said in an impatient tone before trying to sit up.
However, Marc had held her down by placing an arm around her waist and covering half her body with his own.
“Get off me” she bit out through clenched teeth, as her pulse had jumped so alarmingly.
“I’m not interested”
Marc had laughed with real humour in his voice before releasing her
“Relax Kelly” he said chuckling
“I’m only playing with you”
Kelly had lain still looking at him, her eyes filled with conflicting emotions as she said softly
“Why?”
He had looked at her in surprise as she continued
“Why are you playing with me Marc?”
“What would you like me to do” he asked his voice suddenly serious as the twinkle had disappeared from his eyes to be replaced by a smouldering fire. Slowly leaning in to her he added
“This” and closed his mouth over hers before she could say any more.
Kelly tried to push him off, desperate to get away before she became lost in the tremors which were already invading her body. However, he just held her tighter, kissing her more deeply until with a tortured sigh she had given way to the urges which were overpowering her.
She had snaked her arms around his neck while he laughed gently in triumph against her mouth. He could feel her letting go, as her body began to move sensually beneath him, and with a soft moan he had felt himself harden against her naked leg. Lifting his head from hers to find the knot of the bath towel which seemed to be the only thing she was wearing, he had released it, unwinding her from its folds before taking time to look at her wonderful body marvelling again at the flatness of her stomach and the swelling of her perfect breasts. She had held her breath as the look of desire in his eyes had enflamed her even more than she thought possible.
He ran his finger down between her breasts and along the contour of her stomach then back up rolling one hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger watching as her body reacted in little jumps as he traced his way around her. As she gasped he had once more leant in to kiss her mouth causing her to groan, her fingers roughly racking through his hair. His tongue had sought out hers and so gently began to caress its length until she was returning the caresses with such a burning passion as to feed his own.
He felt her fingers working feverishly on the buttons of his shirt; until it lay open allowing him to shirk it free, before their naked bodies could finally touch, the sensation raising them both even higher. He had moaned with pleasure as her wonderful breasts were crushed against his chest, feeling the softness of them against his hardness, while his arm moved to encircle her back pulling her even closer against him. Marc began to kiss her cheek and neck his tongue licking the small groove where the neck and shoulder met before sliding down to her breast and licking the nipple which stood so erect. As he had pulled it into his mouth his teeth had gently nibbled the hardened nub his tongue flicking her as she moaned, a deep throaty sound while her hands clawed at his back and head. He could tell that she had lost all control and felt an overpowering need to fill her with himself. With more self control than he had ever thought he possessed he paused looking deeply into her eyes his dark eyes mirroring the passion of hers