Waking up had never been harder for you. The ache in your core needed to be undone. But the smell of food cooking scared you shitless. Who the fuck was in your house? At- you checked your bedside clock, 8 am? DURING QUARANTINE?
Like the flash you zoomed down your stairs and into your kitchen only to see the man you catered to last night. Marcus, in all his devilishly handsome morning glory had been cooking. Shirtless.
You were so glad he had his back facing you. You looked like a bomb had hit you. With quiet steps you made your way back to your room to shower and clean yourself up before coming back down.
When you did go back into the kitchen you wore your usual morning attire, spandex shorts and a tank top with a zipper jacket on top. Marcus sat at the brunch table chomping on a banana, his eyes went over your body before he spoke. "Sorry for using your stuff without permission, I just wanted to repay you from last night." He continued to chew.
"It's fine, as long as you didn't burn down my house or injure yourself more." You replied walking towards the table seeing the plate that he had made for you.
"You made pancakes?" You secretly scanned Marcus from his shoulders to his torso. Even when injured he just looked so damn good.
You sat at the brunch table, legs crossed as your thighs rubbed together. You delved into the pancakes. It was like heaven on a plate. The pancakes had been so light and fluffy and they bounced off your tongue as you chewed them. Marcus has been eyeing you the whole time before you even noticed him, when you looked up his eyes remained on you. More specifically, your lips.
"Do I have something on my face?" You questioned him. He just smiled at you and shook his head before finishing his banana, he took half of the banana in his mouth and chewed throwing the peel in the nearby bin.
You gasped slightly at his behaviour but he just chuckles at you moving closer to where you were sat. "You like the pancakes?" He leaned against the table.
"Yeah, they're delicious, I'm just wondering at what else your good at. These pancakes are so good." You teases him back turning the stool to face him.
"I'm good at a lot of things. A lot." He repeated much more seductively.
His hand that hadn't helped him lean against the brunch table hovered over your thighs before gently grasping them.
"You know, you look amazing. But the first time you came down, you looked even better." His face came closer to yours as he spoke. His back arched to close the gap between the two of you. Your eyes wavered across his but his had only been concentrating one the same thing as before, your lips.
His breath fanned at your lips before they met in a chaste kiss. It was sweet like the banana. The kiss grew into more when his hand that had been on your thigh moved up to your waist and his other that had supported him on leaning had made him stand and cup your cheek.
Marcus squeezed at your waist, a small yelp coming out of you before he pushed his tongue into your mouth. The kiss lasted a lot longer than you expected but when the two of you had broken away a string of saliva connected your lips. The two of you were heaving for air. Cheeks flushed and eyes wide.
"I'm good at kissing." Marcus grinned nipping at your waist. You squirm under him as he turns the stool so your back is facing the table and his arms place themselves on either side of the brunch table trapping you, your legs in between his own as he sloppily kisses and sucks at your neck. Your hands move over his pecks before moving to his abs, tracing them with your finger. You were careful not to touch his bandages just in case they'd come loose. You whimper at him sucking at your collarbone which makes him suck harder before raising his face and pulling you in for another long hard kiss.
You moan as he uses his tongue once again, his hands move to explore your body. Reaching towards your breasts before he cups them firmly. You moan out loud at his touch. So rough yet so gentle at the same time. He kneads starts your breast with one hand whilst the other toys with the pert nipple of your other breast.
Your arms move around to hold onto his neck. The kiss is hot, lust filled and primitive. The heat from the two of you was enough to bake a cake and the electric connection enough to power the worlds electricity. Quickly he leaves your lips to whisper a little "jump." Before connecting them again.
Your legs wrap around his torso, his arms around your waist to secure you. You could feel his hard on beneath the tight joggers you had given him and on god you were never more grateful for doing so. You could feel his entire girth on your heat.
"Your bedroom or mine?" He mumbled in the kiss.
You spoke breathlessly trying to catch the air around you. "Mine." And with that word he effortlessly carried you, still in a kiss towards your bedroom.
When you reached the bedroom the first thing you felt against your back was the soft mattress. The lights had also been turned on because the curtains had been closed. Your jacket that you had on had been pulled off you and thrown across the room. Marcus caged you in his body, his arms next to your head and his legs between your own.
"You're so hot." Marcus growled breaking off your kiss. His eyes glazed your own for any sign of defiance. But you had none. You wanted him just as much as he wanted you. His hands clutch at your tank top before going down for another kiss.
"Fuck this shirt and bra." He clawed at your tank and bra also throwing them across the room. You lay in front of him, red faced and topless just as he hovered over you, list filled but also topless.
His face drew closer to your breasts, they were pert and hard. Just right for him to play with. His lips enveloped your left nipple before his hand came up to play with your free breast. He sucked at your supple, the occasional bite to hear that sweet sound come out of your mouth. It drove him crazy. You were so sensitive when he had done practically nothing. He gave equal treatment to both your breasts going in between sucking and biting at your nipples or rolling them between his finger and thumb.
"Marcus..." you arched your back as he bit at your breast, another hickey on its way.
"Say my name like that again baby girl." He groaned as his hands snakes from your breasts to your spandex.
"Marcus.." you repeated just as wantonly as before.
"Let's get rid of these now, huh baby." He smirked holding the waistband of both your panties and shorts. With one tug they had slid completely off, leaving you bare in front of him.
You whimper at him, as he rubs gently at your thighs before spreading them wider.
"Turn the lights off Marcus." You whisper to him.
"No." He growled at you, his chest reverberating. "Im going to fuck you with the lights on (Y/n)." He spoke before climbing off the bed and pulling at your legs so they met the bottom of the bed. He knelt down, facing your soaking core. His face was suddenly so close to your most sensitive part, his breath brushing it making you shiver and place your hand over your mouth just to hold back your moans.
Marcus's tongue kitten licked at your slit, making you jerk at the motion and release a louder moan. He grinned at the sight of you so stirred up by the smallest touch.
"Please Marcus... do something..." you couldn't take it anymore. He was toying with you. Your core aches for release and just as you whimpered Marcus delved into you. His hands gripped at your thighs, spreading them wide as he attacked your clit. His tongue swirled infinity signs over your sensitive bud until it became rock hard and then he began to suck. You were so overcome by pleasure you couldn't hold back your moans. You lifted your hips every second making Marcus hold you down and spread you wider just for him to get a proper taste of you. His tongue traced a line over your slit before completely diving in. His tongue hit placed you'd never imagine and the pleasure he gave you just by his mouth, it was as if he was an expert in using his mouth. He didn't lie when he was said he was good at a lot of things.
You moaned loudly at the sounds of him lapping at your juices that just couldn't stop flowing out of you.
"Look at you... so wet for me. Who are you wet for baby girl?" He groaned sucking at your folds.
"You." You let out a guttural moan as he nipped at your clit with his teeth.
"Who am I baby." He nipped at your clit once more before attacking it with his lips and sucking at it.
"Marcus!" You squeaked out.
"You taste so sweet princess.." he hummed on your clit sending vibrations through you.
Marcus lifted one of his hands that secured your thigh and outlined your slit with his fingertip before pushing into your walls with his forefinger and middle finger. His fingers moved in a fast motion, thrusting in and out of your cunt relentlessly. The sloppy noises of your juices as well as the slurping noises Marcus made were too much for you.
Marcus! I'm cumming!" You repeated like a mantra. He continued to suck at your folds and clit like he had been starved, lapping up everything the dirty sounds of your juices being swallowed by him turned you on even more to the point where your clit couldn't handle anymore of the torture he had coming for you.
With one deep stroke you came all over his mouth. Marcus had slurped all of your cum, not leaving a single drop of the fervent juice that had come out of you and didn't stop sucking at your clit or playing with your slit until you were red and swollen. The overstimulation sent you into waves of pleasure before you pushed his face away from you.
When you saw Marcus, he was atop you once more but this time he had removed all his clothes. He was naked. His cock stood curved against his stomach, leaking with pre-cum. It's growth and size to be marvelled at. You drooled are the sight of that being inside you.
"Don't worry princess, I'll make sure it fits." Marcus grinned kissing your lips and swiping his tongue across your lips. You got to taste yourself.
Your legs spread for Marcus once more, one of his hands gripping his cock and the other supporting himself to balance on top of you.
His tip was hot, burning hot making you gasp and clench around it. Marcus groaned at this and began to whisper sweet nothings into your ear.
"Don't clench like that.. come on baby, relax.. let me treasure you..." he whispered in your ear.
Inch by inch you relaxed more and more as his cock stretched you. There was no burn, no pain. All because he had tongue fucked you like a man was starved. He did that so you wouldn't hurt.
Once he had bottomed out in you he placed both his hands at your hips, kneeling up and looking at the sight of his cock inside of you.
"Look how good you look with my cock in you. You look so, so good baby girl." He slowly began to grind on you. The movement caused you to squeak out making Marcus chuckle as he gripped tighter at your hips.
"I'm going to move now, we should have a safe word. Just in case. It's gonna be Tank." He grinned before pulling out half way and pushing back into you. You mewled loudly at his thrust but soon he began to pace, it was slow but deep. You could feel all the veins of his cock inside you as you clenched around him unconsciously.
"Stop squeezing me or I'll punish you princess." He I'll strained out still thrusting into you. His pace gradually became faster as you moaned more, it turned him on, so much so it became his mission to make you scream his name by the end of it all.
"Faster. Please. Faster." You whine making Marcus nod with the biggest smirk before pulling at your hips tighter and pounding into you. His cock hit every point you wanted it to, as if he was planning on doing so in the first place. His tip hit your cervix a couple times making you cry out in such pleasure.
The vice grip he kept on you never faltered even when one of his hands left your hips to cup at your breasts that had been shaking in front of him as he continued his relentless pounding at your pussy. He smacked at your thigh suddenly making you gasp but moan out once more at the stinging sensation. He liked that reaction.
His cock hit your cervix once more releasing a sob from the amount of pleasure you were receiving from the man, his shit eating grin on his face, the sweat that gleamed off him and the bandage that would most likely have to be changed all looked so sexy on him. Like they were meant for him.
He stretched your legs moving positions, your body folded in half, his cock still sheathed inside you. At an even faster pace he plunged into you once more. It was as if he was possessed, his stamina was really excessive and you'd have never expected that from him.
"Marcus..". You wailed.
"Say my name again princess-" he slapped at your thigh releasing another one of your moans.
"Say it princess I know you can." He continued his attack on your pussy one of his hands travelling down to toy with your clit.
"Marcus!" You mewled.
You began to cry out to him. Your high almost there. But Marcus hadn't even been started with you and you were reaching your orgasm.
"I'm cumming Marcus... I'm cumming again!" You cried out. Your second orgasm came in huge waves, your thighs shook with pleasure as your eyes rolled back.
"You look so fucked out princess but I'm not done with you yet." He growled loudly at you still pounding at you with his huge cock.
He helped you ride out your prolonged high, your breath hitching in your throat, fists clenching and your knees bending down all to help you release your High.
Marcus's pace had slowed down,m before completely pulling out and looking at you. "Beautiful. But like I said princess I'm not done." His fingers brushed at your clit.
He grabbed at your hips, turning you over on all fours which you could barely do as your face lay stuck into your pillows. His hands gripped at your ass, squeezing it every few seconds before a tight slap was felt on your right cheek. His hand caressed the area where he head slapped you before doing it a couple times more.
He smirked looking at your state, your ass stained red, pussy and clit all swollen, on your second orgasm with your hair a mess. Your eyes had watered from the overstimulation you received but it didn't matter. He was pleasuring you.
Marcus pounded into you without any warning making you shriek at his intrusion.
You had been clenching around nothing and now you were clenching around his cock. His pace was the same as before, relentless and animalistic as he chased his own high. His balls slapped at your clit as he spread your ass before using his thumb to poke into your ass.
"M-Marcus?" You whimper at him turning to face him.
"It's okay princess. I'm only stretching you out... nothing more." He cooed in your ear. His cock still held its pace, the throbbing mast getting sloppier with its thrusts with each second before Marcus let out a guttural moan.
His eyes turned into slits as he took in your form in front of him. Throbbing cock pounding your pussy non stop, vice grip on your hips that would definitely leave bruising, hickeys littering her body and his thumb stretching your ass.
Marcus's hand reached for your hair, holding it in a bunch and pulling at it making you gasp for what seemed like the millionth time.
"I'm cumming princess. Cum with me."
The pleasure was too intense for you, your eyes had once again rolled to the back of your head, his cock plunging and poking at your cervix with each sloppy thrust before he came. His hot semen filled you, as you released your third orgasm on him. He was wet with your cum but you couldn't care, your body turned to face the ceiling as he pulled out, both your cum spilling onto the bedsheets. Yet again you couldn't care in the moment. You were too fucked out to even think of anything.
"You looks so good right now princess. You did So good." He praised you pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.
Exhaustion hit you like a high speed train knocking you out as soon as he gave you the kiss. His hands still trailed over your body, but gently this time. Cleaning you up with the towel he had ran to the upstairs bathroom to get.
"Sleep well princess." He whispered before you delved into the land of sleep.
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Oh my fucking God :/