Whisper My Name

Chapter 37

March 8, 1992

Niagara Falls, New York

I could get addicted

To your energy

The way you take me over

Pulling on me

~ How Can I Refuse ~ Heart ~

It was barely 6:00 am, when Marlena woke to the feeling of John's lips kissing along the line of her neck. The barest hint of warmth drifting across her warm skin. He bit at her ear lobe with a deep groan, and she felt his hardening cock pressing against her bottom. She pushed back against him, hearing his soft moan, and she smiled. She started giggling as the hair of his beard dragged across her skin. With a soft hum of contentment, she whispered, "John, you are insatiable."

"I always want you," he murmured, biting at her skin, and sliding his open palm over her hip. Settling his hand over the warm skin of her abdomen, he murmured, "I can't help it. I wake up, with this soft, fragrant body next to me... and all I want to do is make love to you."

Marlena's eyes closed. She focused on the feel of his leg hair along her calves. She breathed in the scent of him, as she pulled his mouth to hers. Rolling to face him, she smiled, and said, "I'm sure it's helpful that I'm already naked."

"Being nude is certainly helpful. I would keep you naked if I could," he replied softly. "I would keep you naked, and make love to you everytime the mood struck." John's palm slid lower, slipping through the soft hair at her center. His cock throbbed as he imagined pushing her up against the kitchen counter, or leaning her over the back of the couch. He pictured pushing her back against the shower glass, and lifting her leg only to slide into her heated depths.

Arching towards him, she gasped, "Oh..." His fingers slid into her already wet core, and Marlena's muscles trembled around his fingers when John groaned. He wanted her. He always wanted her, and it made her feel like the sexiest woman alive. Lifting her leg over his, she cried out, when he pushed his fingers deep inside her. "John!"

"Come closer, Doc. I want to have my way with you." A deep rumble sounded in his chest when her warm velvet skin slid across his, and her fingernails scraped at the skin of his neck. "You're so wet, and knowing why... fuck that turns me on. It turns me on so much."

They'd fallen asleep the night before after making love in the shower, and sometime after midnight, Marlena had woken John reaching for him again, while whispering, "I need you."

"You turn me on," she purred, rolling her pelvis against his hand. He could make her come so easily with a few simple strokes of his fingers. It had always been that way between them. Explosive one moment, and slow and sultry the next. His fingertip stroked lightly over her clit, and she moaned, "You make me feel so good."

John lifted her leg higher, pulling her body closer, and laid it over his hip. She could feel his cock throbbing, waiting to enter her. His tip was bumping that bundle of nerves just right, as she was unable to hold back another moan of ecstasy. John saw the way her pupils dilated, and her breathing became more ragged, "This is going to be long and slow, baby. I want to be inside you forever."

Marlena slowly slid her arms up around John's neck, pulling his lips to hers, she mumbled, "Make love to me John."

He pushed her onto her back, and pinned her good arm over her head, groaning, "That's my good girl." His hips rolled, pushing his cock into her hip to get some relief. Shae stared up at him, her hazel eyes pulling him in with deep shades of green and brown. He watched the rapid rise, and fall of her chest. Leaning forward, he nipped at the soft skin along her collarbone, and told her, "When you're fully healed, baby... there are so many things I want to do to this delectable body. Things we used to do."