Pleasing

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JENNIFER POV

"If you don't want it let me know, chaton." Marcel murmurs to me as he washes the dishes. I pick around at the shrimp with a weird feeling in my stomach.
   "What if something happens at the event?" I blurt out and Marcel shuts the sink off after dropping a fork in the drying rack. "Baby, nothing will happen, if something does it won't be with you." He assures while drying his hands. "I'm nervous..." my body grows a shiver while thinking of the multiple possibilities of what could happen.

The past times we've been together it never ended well!

Marcel turns around expanding his palms against the marble counter while looking at me. Hooded eyes. He wets his lower lip before speaking. "I will be with you all night, hm?" He tilts his head. I was too busy admiring his glorious body, seeing the knife marks from that disgusting women his father made him get with. His still somewhat fresh shot wound. Ink splattered all over his body. Some faded pink kisses on his collarbone from me...

  "Y-yes." I look back down at my plate. I hear Marcel walk up to me, humming. He grabs the fork from my hand, swirls the metal to get covered with some pasta, and stabs the shrimp before silently telling me to open. I look up at his sleepy eyes, dark green eyes staring down at me. "Open that beautiful mouth for me chaton." I could hear, feel the harsh demand in his tone. I slowly do already tasting the creamy sauce lathered over the pasta.

  Marcel soon presses the iced water up to my lips and makes me drink. One hand on the counter and the other feeding me. Hot. Marcel didn't stop even after my protests of letting me do it by myself. After my plate was done he washes it and turns back around at me. "You're sleepy." I whisper before hearing his phone ring.

Part of my body tensed at the sound and the other half bunches up at seeing him so tired yet having to work. I slide off the stool and see him sigh before pressing the iPhone to his ear. I hesitantly wrap my arms around his lower torso, loving the warmth he provides.

"Vin, si c'est faux, obtiens le vrai. Ce n'est pas si difficile, n'est-ce pas?" There was a pause but I knew he was talking to Vinny as I heard "vin" in the beginning. Marcel chuckles deeply but not genuinely, "Je vais te sculpter les lèvres sur le visage avec ces mots inutiles que tu me craches. Pour l'amour de Dieu." Marcels tone was serious and sharp. Hot. I look up at him seeing his attention reach me already.

(Vin,if it's wrong, get the real one. It's not so difficult, is it?) (I'm going to sculpt your lips on your face with these useless words that you spit on me. For God's sake.)

Marcel sighs before mumbling something else. "Prends-en soin. Je m'enregistrerai plus tard." He hangs up before picking me up abruptly. I gasp with shock as I hug him quickly.

(Take care of it. I'll check in later.)

"Ive missed you princess, you know that?" He speaks as he reaches my bedroom. I smile softly as his words. "I missed you too." I respond and he hums after settling me onto his lap. My knees press against the soft mattress as I smile softly as the view of Marcels handsome face. I couldn't help but trace his lips.

I would totally let him have me against this bed but I knew he was tired. My eyes drag up to meet his making me feel his hands on my waist tighten with instinct. Marcel presses his hand on my cheeks to squish my lips and smirks softly.

I turn to the mini table next to the bed seeing it show 10:32 PM. "We should-should sleep. You're tired, right?" The tone in my voice soft. When I reached his gaze the tiredness washed away. "No." Marcel whispers, "I'm perfectly awake, babygirl." Was all he said before cupping the back of my neck to press me forward.

Marcels smooth lips press up against mine, his other hand grabs a handful of my butt to make me press my body against his. I shudder with feeling him hard against me. My body couldn't help but ache for the feeling of him inside me again. I feel like it's been forever since he had last touched me down there. Forever since he has soothed the ache in between my legs.

"You're tired Marcel." I whimper and he groans as I press his hand away from my inner thigh. "Let me." Marcels hand brushes past mine just to press his thumb firmly against my clit and opening. He knew the fabric was causing me to squirm and whimper with displeasure.
   He tugs on my bottom lip as he slips his long index finger into my undies. "Soaking for me. Tsk tsk tsk." Marcel smirks as his lips trail to my neck. I cling to his shoulders lifting my hips a little, feeling my wetness damp my inner thighs. "More. Please." I croak out as he circles his fingers around the rim of my pussy.

   My body was buzzing with excitement and pleasure. Marcel was sucking onto my neck as his thumb adds more pressure to my clit in circle motion, and his fingers, gosh, his fingers. I could just come undone to the feeling of him! Once he slipped his middle finger inside me I automatically clenched around him with a low gasp.

"Fuck princess, so tight for me, hm?" Marcel whispers in my ear and I moan out from his words. Gosh, he knew what to say to me. "Chaton, I need you to cum all over my fingers, okay?" He directs causing me to shudder again at his demand. The thick accent too! "M-Marcel.." I whimper as he adds another finger making me buck my hips against his fingers. "Just like that baby." Marcel murmurs in my ear. His hand riding up to my hips and guiding it. Silently insisting me to continue my rhythm.

Marcel made me go at an excruciating pace.  
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Hey guys I am partially back!

I'm so sorry for the inconvenience with me leaving randomly. Summer is happening and when I tell you finals KICKED MY ASS, oh lord. I am back, and thank you for everyone that is back with me.