Work Before Play

Let Me Love You

Mark went to the shower but left the bathroom door open as if it was an invitation. I just rolled my eyes at his gesture.

I grabbed some sticky notes, a highlighter and the freshly printed pages and set them on the bed.

I changed out of my clothes to throw on an oversized shirt. It smelt like Mark's cologne. I looked down to see I accidentally threw on an extra shirt of Mark's instead of one of mine. I shrugged my shorts off.

Just in a thong and Mark's shirt, I picked up the stuff from the bed and went to the bathroom. I sat on the sink's edge and crossed my leg over the other.

"Hey, Mark, is there anything particular you want built in for your schedule?" I asked as I looked over the events schedule.

"Game Grumps!" He called out, while in the shower still.

I scanned the events list until I found their panel. I highlighted it and put a sticky note at the top of that page.

"And?"

"Uh.... Read them off to me." He said back.

"Cinna- cinnamumun-" I struggled on the word.

"Cinnamon?" Mark laughed at me.

"Yes, I have troubles with that word a lot. I have a slight stutter and lisp with that word or something." I groaned.

"You mean CinnamonToastKen?"

"Yes."

"Put me down for that."

"Okie dokie artichokie." I said lightly.

I heard Mark's bassy laugh from behind the curtain.

The water shut off and the curtain moved to grab a towel nearby. Mark's head poked out only to stop and stare at me.

He dropped the towel he was holding and just stared.

"What?" I asked self consciously. "Do I have something on me?" I looked down and side to side of me and back to Mark.

"No no no," he said smoothly. "You look beautiful in my shirt and nothing else." A big grin spread across his face.

He stepped out of the shower, completely nude in front of me. Acting like a child I shrieked and covered my face with the papers in my hands.
"Mark!"

"What? You liked this last night!" I peeked to see him gesturing at his body.

I laughed so much at his quirkiness that tears came to my eyes.

Mark picked me up and carried my laughing form to the bed. He threw on some boxers and pulled the papers out of my hands and set them on the nightstand.

"Enough for tonight, sweetie." He said pulling me close to him. My face was against his bare chest. I laid there feeling his heart beat against my cheek. It was soothing. I knew I needed to finish the scheduling but being cared for by someone is a rarity for me. So I let myself wind down from work stuff and the long day to relax in his arms.

I woke up before Mark. Mark unconsciously rested his hand on my breast. I chuckled to myself at it. I lifted his hand from me and slipped out of the bed.

I went to work on the scheduling that needed to have been done three days ago really. I worked fast. By the time I was finalizing everything I heard a deep yawn behind me. I turned to see Mark stretching, making me glad I had got out of bed when I did or else he would've smacked me.

I walked over and straddled his waist. I leaned down and nuzzled my face into his neck. His arms wrapped around me.

"Good mornin." I whispered into his ear and nipping at his earlobe.

"Good morning Beautiful." His bassy voice replied back.

His hands went to my butt and gripped me slightly.

"Lydia.." He whispered as his mouth went to my neck. He flipped us over. His hands went to my wrists and held them above my head.

"I've missed the feel of you."

"But we've been sleeping together every night, Marki." I whispered.

"Dammit, Lydia. Just let me love you."

"You know I don't know how to love easy, Mark."

"Then, let me love you, you don't have to do a thing." He said while inching my shirt over my head.

I shrugged it off. And then his thumbs hooked around my thong and pulled them off.

He kissed my neck then to my breasts, then my stomach. "You're so smooth." He said lustfully.

"Mark, what are you doing?" I asked nervously. I wasn't used to someone being so attentive to my body.

"Shh... Babe, let me love you." He kept saying.

He gently pulled my legs apart, making me open to him. I felt him kiss my inner thigh and a shiver ran through me.

His stubble ran against my lower lips and he lightly chuckled, causing another shiver from my nervous form. I peeked down and just saw his red dyed hair between my legs.

His tongue ran against me. I bit my lip from moaning. I knew we shared a wall with Jack right now. He kept going, his tongue exploring my body. My hands gripped the sheets after I bit down on the pillow near me from moaning loudly.

This amount of pleasure was intense to me. I have had sex with other men before Mark, but none of them ever did what Mark was doing now.

Mark began to pull away, "Am I loving you enough, Honey?" My eyes were squinted shut so I pushed his head back down as I whispered for more.

My hands stayed rested on Mark's fluffy hair. I let a small moan escape my lips on accident when Mark roughly pinned my quivering legs down. He paused.

"Mm, baby, I love hearing you moan for me."

He went faster, and pinned me down harder.

"Mark..." I moaned out. "I'm-I'm-I think I'm close."

He went faster, as if urging me to let go. I didn't want to finish on him, I thought he may find it gross. I couldn't help it. I moaned softly, cursing his name as I saw stars.

He licked every drop of my orgasm. I was beyond shocked but I was on top much of a high to say anything to him. I just relaxed back, laying fully on the bed.

Mark came up and drew me against his chest. He kissed my forehead.

"See?" He said quietly. "You just need to let me love you."

I laughed softly at his sweet remark.

I looked over to him and kissed his lips, tasting myself for the first time.