My Lighthouse

Silly girl

Sheila woke up in the middle of the night. She looked at her watch and saw it was three in the morning. Mark's breathing was going slow, he was still sleeping. She put her hand up and watched her ring. She still couldn't believe it. Misses Feehily. She giggled. Sounds strange but nice. She was curious about how the press would respond to this news. She stared at the city lights of Dublin. I wish we could stay here forever, she mumbled. She carefully stepped out of bed and walked towards the window. She was still naked, but she didn't care about that. No one could see her anyway, so she just stood there, watching her favorite city from above. She turned around and walked towards the dining table to pour herself a glass of wine. She felt very much awake, but couldn't turn on the music because otherwise Mark would wake up. She saw her phone with her headphones attached laying on the cupboard next to the elevator and decided to listen to the music in this way. The candles were all out and only the city lights were shining inside. With her headphones on and her glass of wine in her hand she danced slowly to the music while she stared outside the window. How rich can a person feel, she thought and again she watched her ring. She sipped at her wine and twirled around the room. She looked at the bed if Mark was still asleep. She saw a smiling Mark, who was watching her dance with his arms underneath his head. She pulled one of the headphones out and blushed. How long are you watching me? Long enough, he said with a hoarse voice and his eyes followed every curve of her body. Please don't stop dancing on my account.
She took the remote control and put the music on, which she was listening on her phone. Thank God for technology, Mark said smiling. She sipped at her wine again and looked at him with a seductive look in her eyes. Her body moved sensually on the rhythm of the music. She didn't speak, her body did so for her.

Mark hadn't noticed at first that she went out of bed, but in one way or the other he felt she was gone. He opened his eyes and saw her pouring a glass of wine. He loved her way of thinking. Why not having a party on your own, when you are in a unique place like this? He saw her walking away and wondered what she would be doing, when she already came back with her phone in her hand and her headphones in. She twirled towards the window and he saw her looking outside, while her hips were moving sensually back and forth on the rhythm of the music. He felt his body react to her movements in front of him. He would love to get out of bed and take her in his arms, but with her music on, she wouldn't be able to hear him approach her and he would shock her for sure. So he decided to stay in bed and watch her dance from there.

Sheila still had her glass of wine in her hand, while she was dancing in front of Mark. You want one too? she smiled when she saw him watching her glass of wine. Mark moaned and said, maybe that's a good idea, this way you stop dancing. Sheila acted like if she was surprised, but he saw at the look in her eyes, she knew damn well what was going on. She poured Mark a glass of wine too and when she wanted to give it to him, she smiled and said sensually, please get out of bed mister Feehily and dance with me. Sheila moved her body to the music, while she hold the two glasses in front of him. Mark took a deep breath and shook his head. In his beautiful blue eyes she saw pure passion and love and she knew she was playing with fire. She decided to give him his glass of wine anyway and while she sipped hers, she took the sheets in her hand and pulled them off him. She smiled brightly when she saw she was right. I hate you for this, Mark said and his eyes were dark and serious. Sheila moved her hips on the music and said softly, how can I make it up to you? Oh Sheila please, Mark begged her. She had already seen how turned on he was, because of her twirling and dancing around him and she was just teasing him. But even for him there was a limit to this teasing. He longed for her so badly. She stepped onto the bed and put her feet on both sides of his body and started to dance again. Mark wished he could grab her, but in a way he realized, he would spoil the moment if he did. He sipped his wine and tried to look at her, as if he was watching a sexy stripper out of a private club. But this was his stripper girl and only meant for him. He put his glass on the nightstand and reached his hand out to her. Please sweetheart, he begged her. Sheila went on her knees and sat with her bottom on his legs, while her eyes drowned in his. I love you, she whispered and poured a bit of wine into his navel, put the glass on the nightstand as well and bended over to lick the wine out. Mark closed his eyes when he felt her soft body crawling over his.

Sheila kissed his hairy chest, while her hands caressed his willing body. She heard him moan when her breasts touched his manliness. Suddenly he grabbed her by her long blond hair and pulled her up. Get up here, he demanded. She realized he wouldn't take it anymore, if she would crawl down any further and she smiled when she felt the passion in his kiss. He put his arms tightly around her and pushed his hips against hers. I love you too, strangely enough, he whispered grinning and she felt his hard desire touching the soft skin between her legs. Sheila's heart missed a beat and before knowing what he wanted, he pushed his body against hers to lay her on her back and Mark on top of her. There was no fun in their eyes anymore, but love and passion. No more games, but satisfying each other's needs. She put her legs around him and while his eyes kept looking in hers, she felt his manliness glide inside of her. Sheila felt how turned on he really was and moaned out loud of the power he pushed his hard desire inside of her. Is this your revenge? Sheila panted and moved her hips sensually against his. Mark didn't say a word, only answered her question with the passionate movements of his body against hers. Sheila put her nails onto the soft skin of his bottom and tried to arch her back to please him even better. Their bodies played their own love song of which they only knew the perfect rhythm. And as their rhythm changed, Mark looked down on her, softly kissing the top of her nose and pushing his body strongly against hers while he reached his climax together with her. His wife to be! He had never thought, it would feel as good as it felt now. While their bodies trebled against each other, he kissed her gently on her lips and told her how glad he was, she had said yes. Sheila pressed her legs tightly around him, feeling that her body wasn't ready yet for a conversation and closed her eyes to enjoy the feeling she got right now. When she opened her eyes, Mark smiled at her and in her heart she never felt so much love, as she felt at this moment. I am ready to face our tour now, Mark grinned. Sheila looked surprised and hit him softly on his butt. You're really a very funny lad, Sheila said seriously. Pity you're not that sexy, gorgeous looking or good in bed kind a guy. Otherwise I would have married you. Mark laughed out loud, grabbed her by her waist and tickled her while they rolled over the bed. Sheila screamed of joy and laughter. She kissed him passionately and promised to always love him, whatever would cross their path in life. Mark hold her close against him and never felt happier in his life, ready to face life together with her.

Sheila looked out of the window and saw the beautiful landscapes of Ireland passing by. She still had a huge smile on her face after this absolutely fabulous stay at the Guinness building. This would definitely be a memory she would never forget. But now they were on their way back to Sligo to pack for the tour, she noticed their minds were back to business again. Today Mark had rehearsals with the lads for the last time, talk things through and pack some personal belongings for the tour. The first gigs, they would be coming home every night, because they played in Ireland. But after two weeks a lot of performances would be taking place in the U.K. and after that Europe and China. Mark was always glad when the gigs started again, instead of running in and out tv shows to promote their new record and upcoming tour. He knew it was a part of the deal and a very important one too, but it was just not really his thing to talk about the same subjects over and over again. The fans loved it though and the gigs were sold out within 15 minutes every time. So no one complained and mostly they had lots of fun with the four of them, which made it all bearable. Mark looked beside him and saw Sheila's beautiful shining eyes and smiled. Feeling happy sweetheart? She put her hand on his knee and answered, utterly happy. Mark followed the road again, when he put his hand on top of hers and smiled, me too sweetie, me too. When the tour is over, we will try to find you the best hospital in the world who can give you your second opinion, okay? Sheila was shocked. They never talked about a baby of their own anymore, because of Jacky's baby and all the problems she brought along. Sheila looked at him with tears in her eyes. You really mean that? Mark looked aside and she saw emotions in his eyes as well. Yes, I really mean that. But don't you ever forget, that I love you just as much with or without a baby of our own, okay? It shouldn't destroy the way you look at yourself, because to me, you are perfect just the way you are. Oh Mark, she said out loud and suddenly bended over to kiss him passionately. Sheila! Silly girl! He laughed when he tried to keep the car on the right track. He smiled brightly when he looked at her and whispered, "my silly girl" and blinked at her.....