The Sire

Chapter 40

Marlow turned around and tried to open her eyes, blinking a few times as intense light pierced into the bedroom and reflected on the white walls of the suite. She furrowed and buried her face on the pillow to hide. It stung her eyes almost violently. It was then that she felt an arm wrap around her waist and pull her against a warm body, naked as hers and fleshy soft lips kissing her shoulder. Marlow smiled instantly feeling the butterflies in her stomach flutter. His masculine scent reached her nostrils, organoleptic, awakening all her senses.

"Good morning." His raspy voice greeted her. The perfect sound to hear in the morning. Marlow raised her head from the pillow and smiled at him this time, still blinking her eyes. Chris smiled back, bringing his face up to her level and kissed the tip of her nose, making her smile even more as she stretched, raising her arms above her head. "Lazy, are we?" He asked, running the tip of his index finger from the forehead and her nose, making her close her eyes as the caress made her even more lazy. "Wake up..." He whispered so close that she felt his warm breath against her lips.

"Wake me up..." Marlow whispered, kissing his lips after.

It all seemed like a dream to her. To share a bed with him. To make love to him. To wake up with him in the morning. She had to pinch herself many times to make sure she wasn't dreaming, and if she was, she didn't want to wake up. She felt his arms pulling her to him and he rolled on his back, taking her with him. Marlow stayed on top of him. Her eyes opened there to find his vivid blue eyes staring at her, making her shiver and ache for him immensely. She could never get enough of him. She lowered her face over his and pecked his lips wetly, running the tip of her tongue over his upper lip. After, she tasted his lips again by pressing hers against his. For a few seconds their lips moved together in a slow tasting tantalizing dance, with Marlow feeling his embrace tightening around her and his hands pressing on her back. When their tongues took part of their kiss, time stopped and nothing else existed but them and that intimate moment. As they kissed slow, taking small breaks to breathe, Chris felt her nipples so hard against his chest. He wanted to touch her more but she had her petite body full on top of him and all he could do was hold her and caress her back. He was dying for her and Marlow could feel it against her lower belly and she couldn't wait anymore. She took her hands to his chest for support and sat.

"Where are you going?" Chris smiled, resting her hands on her hips. His eyes so shinny and darker, lustful. "It's not a good time to go away..." His voice a whisper. His gaze daring.

"Relax." Marlow smiled, raised her hips, and that's when he helped her.

His hand aided her guide him inside her. A hiss escaped his lips as she pushed down on him. His eyes closed and so did hers as he filled her. He heard a low moan as she pushed down a little more and his back arched as the first waves of pleasure ripped through their bodies. When she tilted the end, Marlow opened her eyes and looked at him. Chris grabbed both her hands in his and their fingers laced, palms united. Eyes locked in one another and Marlow began to move slowly.

"Mars..." A dragged whisper escaped his lips as she yanked unexplainable sensations from him. He bit his lower lip next, closing his eyes for a mere second as he took a deep breath. "Oh..." He breathed as his lips opened shaping the letter.

"Do you want me to stop?" Marlow teased him.

"Fuck no..." Letting go of her hands, he wrapped his arms around her waist and sat, bringing her closer to him.

"Oh Chris..." Marlow threw her head back not stopping moving against him, now in a position where it seemed she felt him even better and deeper.

Marlow pulled away from him a little to start moving faster and Chris took the chance to reach for her breasts. Curving over her, he encircled her breast with kisses, starting with a very wide circle and ever shrinking the border until he nibbled her nipple with his tongue. Then, Chris repeated the process on her other breast and Marlow moaned with contentment.