Chapter 2
I stood in Marks room folding clothes and placing them neatly into the duffle bag. I had decided on packing Marks clothes since he is utterly useless when it comes to some things. Speaking of the devil… Large arms wrapped tightly around my lower stomach. I could feel his warm breath against my head as re rested his chin there. I was 5’9 and a giants as a female truthfully I hated it, but loved that Mark still towered over me at about 6’5.
“Having fun yet?” He chuckled making me growl back in agitation. “Oh, feisty eh?” I could just picture him smiling. My growling was an odd habit that I didn’t let slip except when I was with Mark. I had accidently let it slip a few times throughout our childhood and I had kept it down until he told me he thought it was cute.
“I will be after I eat all the cookies your mom is making me.” I grinned and he looked at me in horror. “Yup, she feels bad for me because I am doing all your dirty work.” He groans and sits on his head. I zip up his bag and put it on the floor by his closet.
“Come here.” Mark pouted and I came over rearranging his crazy dark walnut hair, laying it back in places. He looked up with me placing his hand on my hips sending waves of shivers threw me. I looked into his brown caramel eyes swimming in the beauty of them. Those eyes were what sweetened my dreams and made my bad days just the opposite.
“Thank you.” He smiled and I smirked. I had been waiting for him to say this all day. I knew it was coming sometime today.
“Ariel, sweetheart cookies are done!” Susanne hollered. Mark tried to stand up but I quickly shoved him back down running from the room down hall. I got to the kitchen swiftly jumping into a seat and grabbing three cookies and shoving another in my mouth. I almost drooled at the sweet salty taste of the chocolate chip cookies. Susanne’s eyes twinkled in amusement. Mark came is sounding like a stampede and tried to take a cookie. I almost spit out the cookie when his mom slapped his hand when he reached for the cookie. Knowing the cookies were safe I set them back on the plate looking at chocolate smeared on my hand.
What happened next stunned me to no end. Mark grabbed my wrist and with a smirk, licked the chocolate from the palm of my hand. My waved brows scrunched in horror as his slimy tongue caressed the nerves along my palm.
“Mark Howard Williams I will whoop your grown behind, let her go.” Susanne said sternly, but with a trace of amusement still in her voice. I brought myself back from my momentary horror and smiled at Susanne who handed me a damn rag.
“Thank you for the cookies Aunty.” With a smile and a nod she left the kitchen out to the garden.
“Please…” Mark whined and I smiled pushing the plate towards him for us to share in no world would I be able to eat all those cookies and keep it down. He grinned, showing off his white straight teeth.
“I have to go Mark…” I whine trying effortlessly to get out of his hold. I could if I really wanted to, but I know he is just being sweet.
“Stay the night with me or how about I stay the night with you.” I give him a sympathetic smile and wrap my arms around his neck, tiptoeing to do so.
“Mom wants to have this night with me we will spend the next few days together. I promise you.” He sighed and threw his head back groaning.
“Fine, I will see you in the morning?” I nod.
“Of course.” He leans down and presses his warm soft lips to my plump one. I pull back, but my hair was gripped and my mouth was forced back on his and warm filled my body making me feel whole. My back was pressed against his truck the hot metal pressing painfully against my spines but I ignored it instead diving my tongue between Marks lip tasting chocolate. Our tongue fought, but I refused to give in. Soon my legs were lifted and I quickly wrapped them around his waist. He presses against and takes a tighter hold of my hair tearing his lips from my hair trailing his tongue across the tender spot on my neck. I moaned which only encouraged him and he sucked on the spot my canines began to elongate bringing me back to reality.
