When The Puppet Falls For The Puppeteer

When the Walls Fell

Author's Note

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Myra

A smile curved across my face before I knew it, but it came with a restless thrum in my chest, a warning disguised as excitement. I was laying in his arms. He was sleeping blissfully in my bed. My fingers traced his stubble and I got lost in the memories of the last night.

He kissed me hard like he was kissing me for the last time and so did I. He grabbed my throat and pushed me on the bed climbing on top of me.

His hand was still on my throat as our tongues tangled and went to war in our locked mouths, battling madly for dominance. Our bodies pressed together heatedly against the sheets, breathing heavily as our lips pressed together. We were panting for much needed air as he broke the kiss. I could taste our shared breath, feel the thud of our combined heartbeat as we fumbled to take off one another's clothes.

He lifted my hands above my head and I was lost in his eyes he is so sexy, I thought. I have always found him attractive but he was never this beautiful, I wanted to touch him, I tried to free my hand but his grip tightened "Don't" he commanded making my body stop moving.

"Don't move your hands" he said as he left them there above my head. His hands slowly moved down and pinned me from my waist. He disappeared into the crook of my neck and I fisted the bedsheet, it took everything in me to not bring my hands down into his hair pressing him harder into me.

His one hand travelled down from my waist to thighs. I was shivering under his touch. I wanted him but I was hell scared, he fondled my breast with other hand as kissed and bit me there.

The hand moving down was making my breath shallow and his lips on my nipples were making me lose my mind.

"M-Marcus"

"shhh...Relax" he lifted his head and looked me in the eyes "I know. I will not hurt you." He said pecking my lips giving me the assurance that he will be tender because it's my first time.

"You want it, right?" He asked me and I nodded with a light smile
Because I do. I do want him.

He kissed me again and moved to kiss my neck, my cleavage. He peppered down kisses on my body moving downwards.

I felt him kissing over my panties. His fingers hooked into my panties sliding them down, down, down, and off.

He had my hips in his hands and his tongue was flicking down there, on my clit. What the hell is he doing to me, Fuck!

His tongue swirls around my girlie parts. My eyes were rolling into the back of my head. He sure knew where it was. I was about to go off like a hand grenade with the pin pulled out and I moaned rolling my head back.

Holy shit that felt intense! He flicked the covers off and now I didn't just feel it, I could see it. He looked up at me, twirled his tongue, sucked inward, and then he gave me the sexiest smile I'd ever seen in my fucked up life. Messy bed head, twinkling icy orbs he was looking so sexy. His fragrance was taking over all my senses. My head rolled back and my back arched and I let out a squeak as sensation rolled through me and I screamed his name in pleasure "Marcus!!".

That was so intense and I guess the most ecstatic thing I ever felt.

I was still catching my grip coming back from the high he sent me for a moment when I felt his lips were at mine. He kissed me hard and I tasted myself on him