Pleasing

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JENNIFER POV

We were back on the road and it's been... 3 hours total. It's only 12:30 so we still have enough time to have our little picnic.

I was getting bored so I started asking some questions. I guess you could say we were playing 20 questions.

Although it went from colors, hobbies, to music, favorite foods, to then kinks.

I quickly switch the topic and continue with out basic ones.

Oddly enough he put a few teasing questions in the conversation.

"Favorite... season?"I ask and he hums before answering with Winter. "Why?" I turn to look at him. "I like the cold." He simply answers and moves on.

Quickly after the game got boring as there was only so many non-personal questions to ask. I could tell he never wanted to talk about his past life. His life before me.

I was aching to ask about Carmen but I didn't. Maybe when we get settled.

"It's getting dark..." I comment seeing the grey clouds form. "Hopefully this will pass." Marcel says rubbing my hands. I nod slowly.

It was a few hours later when we finally got to the beautiful gated cabin.

I gasp and sit more up to admire the beautiful trees a few being the cherry blossom ones. The grass looking fresh with some mini dandelions. The sound of the car against the gravel is heard as he turns the music down.

Once we pulled up to the front door I quickly get out. "It's- it's so pretty!" I gape at the beautiful structure of the home. There was a nice deck with colorful flowers that were growing, some still budded. "Some of my men help build this for us to finally get that date you've been wanting. These babies have been blooming for a while." Marcel explains pointing to the roses and more flowers.

I frown and look at him. "Wait-wait really? Why?" I ask. A picnic is just a blanket and food..."daddy..." I mumble hugging him. "Thank you." I repeat over and over into his chest.

A chuckle is rumbled from his chest as he rubs my back and ushers me to go into the cabin. He grabs the baggage. I bite my lip and open the door and quickly see the cozy couch to my left and the dining room to my right. "Oh- wow.." I mumble walking more into the house.

Before I officially check everything i take my converse off showing my flower themed socked.

I quickly after creep into the kitchen seeing how beautiful it was. The walls being a light blue with light brown cabinets and counters.

I check the bathroom down the hall and examine the blossom pink cover the room. I smile softly at the pastel colors fill this house. I loved a bit of muted colors as well. "This-this is beautiful." I look up at Marcel in awe and he hums about to kiss me but then he groans closing his eyes. He teasingly gazes his lips over mine and I take a deep breathe in before pushing him away.

I giggle softly and quickly go to the bedroom seeing how lovely it was. The bed was quite big and high up with nice fluffy pillows. The walls were a dark brown with the backdrop of the bed being white. The rug was a plush and soft between my fingers.

I fumble with the bed sheets feeling the silk between my fingers. My body buzzed with the thought of me and Marcel in between these bed sheets together. Finally taking everything I could give him. Both our body rubbing against the silk blankets.

"Princess." I hear behind me and I quickly turn around humming. "Y-yes?" I ask walking away from the bed. "Why do you look flushed?" He asks snd I shake my head. "No-No reason." I smile reassuringly. He shows me the large indoor pool with the nice hot tub. It was warm in the room specifically but it was also down a long hallway. We quickly walk to the back deck but my smile falls seeing the droplets of rain fall down. "Oh no..." I frown looking at Marcel. "What-what do we do now?" I ask. "We have the picnic in here." He says with a smile and I cross my arms. "No. No- I we should have it tomorrow if anything.

Marcel looks out the door and thinks for a bit nodding slowly. "Well lets at least make some lunch." He says walking to the kitchen. I walk over with him and sit on the counter. "What are you thinking?" He asks looking into the fridge. I start thinking.

  "Tacos!" I sit up straight at the thought of it. With some nice Spanish rice, mm! "That sounds like a nice dinner baby, not lunch." He raises an eyebrow. I roll my eyes and shake my head. "Excuse me?" Marcel steps towards me tilting his head. "Sorry..." I mumble looking down. "Try again." His arms go to the edge of the counter caging me in. "S-sorry. Sorry sir..." I correct myself and he hums. His eyes flicker to my lips and I look away.

   "What about a grilled cheese and fruit for now?" His legs move back, detaching from the counter. His warmth no where to be felt. I nod running my hand through my hair. My ends already knotty even after cutting the dead ends off. Hispanic hair never helps.

   Soon the food was ready. Marcel grabs the plates and I admire him from the counter seeing his back flex with every movement he made. His butt looked so good in the pants he had on. I smile softly at the thought hiding my giggle. His hair was cut nicely as it was into a neat bun with his beautiful sexy undercut.

Marcel was and still is a clean man. Cleaned nails even after his dirty jobs. He's been out a lot recently. But he still makes time to look godly.
    Since his suited pants fit his booty the very noticeable bulge was seen. I can only imagine what it looks like when it's hard. God, he has a big dick.

  Sometimes I understood Nora's obsession.

Rip to her.

Who wouldn't love the thought of his body meeting their own. Hips meeting after each thrust. The beautiful bruises on the lower hips. Or the sexy groans he always makes when he gets to a certain point. The full lips pressing against every part of the body. His rough hands exploring every part of the canvas he craved to touch. He knew all the right things and did them all. 

My hips squirm.

  I felt his hand pat my thigh making me go back to reality. I could achingly feel the wetness pool inside my panties. Heat goes to my face as I knew what was happening to my body.

"Everything okay?" Marcel asks and I nod slipping off the counter. I whisper a thank you and bite into the sandwich once I sat into the stool.

He had an Alexa set up so we played some RnB in the background as we ate.

  My chest aches with greed. I don't know why. Possibly the event that we are in a whole cabin by our selves. We could do anything we wanted to do. Nothing holding us back.

  He could take me against any furniture or wall he wanted to. But, that's the problem. He- we never done it before. We've never had official sex before.
   I poke at my strawberry at the neediness of him taking me. Or even better; me taking him.

  My eyes flicker up to Marcel who was looking at me already. I put the strawberry in my mouth and look away to his hand on the tables.
   The thought of me grinding against those thick fingers caused me to cross my legs with a sigh. Crap. My pussy was throbbing. Aching. And we weren't even able to kiss!

  I distract myself by finishing our food and washing the dishes. "We should go to the hot tub tonight!" I smile as we sat on the couch.

"If you would like to."