I'm His

15-𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛♥︎

*one month later*

(This will be a long chapter, considering this is the last one)

The past month everything with Marshall has been great.

No fighting, no yelling, some great sex, and lots of fun.

Speak of the devil, there he is. He walks back into my bedroom from the bathroom, wiping his head with a towel, drying his hair.

I smile at him. He has a towel wrapped around his waist, with water dripping down his toned torso.

He notices and returns a smirk back to me.

"Come here and fuck me." I tell him.

"Why are you giving me orders?" He asks taking few steps towards the bed.

"So you don't want to fuck me?" I ask with a smirk looking up at him.

"Oh I do," he says, putting his hand on my chin.

I pull off the towel from his waist and I see he is already hard for me.

I look back up to him and he pushes me to lay flat on my back.

He stands there for a few seconds looking at me then pulls my hips to the side of the bed.

He takes off my underwear then grabs a condom from the night stand.

"Open it," he tells me.

I take the foil wrapper from him and open it with my teeth, tearing the package and taking the condom out of it.

I sit up and roll the condom onto his dick while looking up at him.

"Good girl. Now lay back," he tells me.

As my back hits the sheets I feel his warmth between my legs and I ache for him.

"You're mine, remember that." He tells me, squeezing my hips.

"Who said I was yours?" I say look at him.

He chuckles and looks down, pressing his thumb on my clit.

I slightly arch my back wanting more from him.

"Don't even, just look how your body reacts when I touch you,"

He runs his hand down my slit then lines his dick up to me. He pushes into me slowly and I gasp in pleasure.

He starts to thrust himself in and out of me, going faster each time.

My eyes flutter shut and roll to the back of my head. I grip the sheets and my back arches, increasing the angle for him.

I feel him slow down and stop. I open my eyes and look at him confused.

"Stand up," he says.

I sit up and stand and inch away from him feeling his dick on my stomach. He puts his hands on each of my shoulders and spins me around, facing the bed.