Unexpected

In the throws of Passion

***************** SMUT WARNING*******************

"You were warned" he smirked and stood. "Kitchen. Now" he instructed, I took a deep breath, stepped out of my jeans that were now round my ankles and began walking towards what I pressumed was the kitchen as I hadn't actually made it past the hallway. I glanced back at him as I walked through the door,
"Keep moving" he smirked, I made my way into the middle of the kitchen and stopped, turning to look at him.

He took my hand and pulled me towards the counter, pushing me against it as he pressed himself against me from behind.
"Bend over" he purred in my ear, his hand on the back of my head until I pressed my cheek to the cold counter. He took my hands and held them behind my back with one hand, his other caressing the skin on my arse. My core pulsing in anticipation, his hand slid down and stroked my opening, my juices coating his fingers,

"So wet for me baby" he moaned and without warning he plunged 2 fingers inside me and just as quickly he pulled them out and spanked me. Hard. But before I had time to register the pain, he plunged his fingers back inside me, pleasure surging through my body, then out and spanked me again, continuing this rhythm until he had me squirming against the counter, my senses overwhelmed. He plunged his fingers inside me one more time, this time he left them there, roating and thrusting them at a painfully slow pace.

"Mark please" I moaned, desperate for more.

"What do you want love" he asked?

"Please I need you" I begged

"You've been a bad girl" he chuckled "bad girls don't get what they want"

"I'll be good" I wined I promise, he increased his pace and I moaned in pleasure.

"Start by telling me what bothering you" he commanded

"What!?" I squealed completely confused,

"You've still got your guard up" he continued "why?" His fingers still torturing me. His other hand still pinning me to the counter.

"You really want to talk about this now?" I groaned, I couldn't believe he was bringing this up during foreplay.

"I find the best times to uncover someone's deepest thoughts and feelings are in the throws of passion"

"I don't think this is the time" I whimpered, I was coming undone at his touch, I needed him "please Mark I need you"

He removed his fingers and I groaned, but gasped when I heard his zipped and felt him position himself behind me. This wasn't how I had pictured pur first time together, but I was enjoying every minute.

"Tell me" he pressed, as he positioned his rock hard cock, between my legs, rubbing my clit with it,

"Mark...." I pleaded

"Tell me!" He yelled, teasing my entrance,

"I'm scared you will disappear again!" I yelled back "I don't trust that you mean it when you say you're hear to stay".

He let go of my arms that were pinning behind my back and stepped away. I turned to face him, he was leaning against the opposite counter. Head down.

"Mark...." I started

"Are you fucking kidding me" he growled

"I know..." I tried to interrupt,

"I left my wife for you!" He yelled "I came back from the states for you!" Before I had chance to speak he continued "I waited until you were ready to talk.....I've bought a fucking house for you Y/N" he wasn't yelling anymore "how much more reassurance to do need?"

"I know" was all I could say, I suddenly felt very exposed stood there in just my underwear and tshirt, he had fastened his pants whilst he was yelling. "I should put my pants on" I mumbled and retrieved them from the hall.

As I was pulling them on, he appeared in the kitchen doorway.

"Do you want me to leave?" I asked,  he shook his head

"Do you want to leave?" He asked, I shook my head.

"But we can't stay here" he sighed "I have no furniture yet and we need to sit"

I simply crossed my legs and sat in the middle of the hall, he shook his head again chuckling at me as he sat down too.

*****************Mark's POV****************************

I couldn't belive her confession, and now here we were, sat in the middle of the hallway, in a house I bought to show her how serious I was. Fat lot of good that did.

"What more do I need to do to convince you I'm serious about us Y/N" I sighed,

"Nothing" she replied quickly "I believe you" I looked at her confused "I believe you Mark, I believe you mean it when you say it"

"But?" I asked

"I'm just scared that this is all too good to be true and something is going to come along and ruin it, there going to be some reason for you to go back to the states and I'll be left alone again"

"Darling the only thing ruining this and pushing me away or back to the states is you" I sighed

"I don't mean to" she sighed

"I love you Y/N" I told her "so this needs to stop"

"I love you too" she smiled, I would never get tired of hearing her say those words.

"You're worrying about something that's never going to happen" I reassured her "You're letting what ifs and maybes overshadow our right now"

"I know" she sighed "I'm sorry"

"How about from now on we just focus on right now" I suggested "stop fearing the worst for the future and just live in the moment together?"

"I want to" she confessed "I'll try"

"I'll help you" I smiled and held out my arms, allowing her to crawl into my lap and snuggle in.

We stayed like that for a while, I held her, sat on the floor, in the middle of an empty house that I hoped to make my own, with the help of the girl I loved, in the hope she would one day live here with me.

"One other thing" she whispered

"Mmmm?" I replied

"What the fuck was that?" She exclaimed, gesturing to the wall I had pinned her too

"Oh swetheart" I chuckled "you ain't seen nothing yet"

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