Forever His

My hands where tie over my head my breathing was heavy as I felt his eyes moving over my body. he stepped behind me placing his hand over my stomach. His skin looked dark against mime, but he didn’t say a word, his breath was elaborate brushing against my ear. His hand started to trabel down my body, finding that place I was aching for him.

“is this wat you want Danielle? He said huskily to my ear. Heat spread all over my body. his finger move in circles over my entrance, wetting his fingers with my juices.

“you want me to touch you? to taste you? to fuck you?”

Words will not come out, my hips push against his hand I wanted him inside me, I wanted him trusting into my body but he wanted to take his time.

“Marcus” I whispered.

“oh no Danielle” he said moving away. I instantly miss his warm. “by the end of the weekend, you will want nobody else, you will not dream of anyone else, I will be imprinted on your skin, on your mind. After this weekend you will be forever mime” 

I was already forever his. 

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