My Lighthouse

To much to handle

Mark felt her soft body against his and heard her breath slow and easy. Sheila was sleeping. After their little incident the magic had been gone and she decided to go to bed right away. The whole day together with Millie had worn her out, although it had been a beautiful day. Mark understood by now, he had pushed her away one time to often and he hated himself for that. He hadn't realized, Sheila's mental health still wasn't the same, as before the attack. She acted as if she was doing just fine, but seeing the fear and sadness in her eyes, when she stared out of the window, made him realize she still had a long way to go. Why did he push her away three times? One time would have been funny enough, but three....? He just couldn't catch any sleep and decided to go downstairs. Sheila's body against his would only distract him more, because of his feeling of guilt towards her. He had let her down so often lately.

He poured himself a glass of whiskey and went back into the living room. He put on some music and sat down on the couch. The moonlight was shining brightly into the house, which made him decide, not to turn on the lights. He lay his head on the back of the couch and let everything, that had happened the last few weeks, passing by in his mind. He was tired and didn't wanted to think about all the negative pressure around him anymore. He had such a great day today. Why did it had to end this way? He sipped from his whiskey and while he closed his eyes, he played with his glass between his hands. He took a deep breath and hummed on the music he heard on the background, when he suddenly felt soft sweet lips kissing his.

He was happily surprised to feel Sheila's lips and opened his eyes. "I am sorry" she whispered while their lips almost touched again. Mark put his glass on the table, sat on his knees on the couch, to lift her over the back into his arms. She giggled at first, but as she saw the serious look on his face, she stopped. He stared into her eyes, both looking seriously now, while he pushed a string of hair out of her face. "I am just a stupid man, who loves his wife to much and I am feeling miserable when you feel hurt" "especially when I am the reason". "I am the one who has to say sorry" and with his hand in her neck he pulled her close to gently kiss her. Slow and sensual at first, though when his tongue got more demanding their passion got more intense.

While kissing him passionately, her hand glide under his shirt to sensually stroke his hairy chest and without hesitation Mark looked at her and took of his shirt. Sheila's heart was beating wildly and she moved her hand from his chest down to his waistband without losing any eye contact with Mark. Every word which spoken right now, would be one to much. Slowly she opened his trousers and just for a moment she let her hand glide into his boxers. Mark moaned and frowned, loving the way her hand felt around his manliness. She took her hand back and stepped of the couch to stand in front of him. She bended forwards which showed him the curves of her beautiful well-shaped breasts and put her hands on the edge of his waistband. Mark pushed up his hips, so Sheila could pull his trousers down. His boxers followed quickly after that.

With a passionate look in his eyes he kept on staring at her. Not feeling ashamed by how turned on he already was. Sheila was impressed by the look of the size of his excitement and while their eyes were glued to each other, she slowly took of her G-string and threw it on the floor. Mark took her by the hand and pulled her more close to open the buttons of her silk pajamas. His breathing stopped when her breasts showed themselves soft and excited towards him. Her nipples were hard when he moved them between his fingertips and he felt his body burn, when he squeezed the soft skin of her breasts in the palm of her hand. He licked her nipples and when he gently took them between his lips, Sheila moaned and felt her knees weaken. While sucking on her nipple, his other hand pushed against her bottom to make her clear, he wanted to have her down on his lap.

With her pajamas still on her shoulders and the moonlight reflected in her long blond hair, she looked like an angel to him. With her hands in his, he pulled her down onto the couch and his legs felt warm between her knees. His strong arms were wrapped around her waist and she kissed him passionately, when he held his face up to her. Sheila could already feel his hard desire against the soft skin between her thighs and she sensually started to move her body against his. It had been such a long time since they made love to each other. They could hardly wait to feel their bodies strangled, to please their desire the best way possible. Mark kept on looking at her, while she moved her lower body firmly against his. Suddenly he took her by her waist and slightly lifted her up. "Are you ready sweetheart?", he panted. Mark's eyes were dark of desire when Sheila took his manliness in her hand and put her hips in the right position to penetrate with him and he slowly let her down. Sheila moaned and even screamed a bit of passion and amazement about how intense, she could feel him deep inside of her. Mark's heart beat like crazy and he loved the way she felt on his lap. While she moved her hips sensually back and forth, Mark moaned out loud and pushed his fingers in the soft skin of her butt. "Oh baby, how much I've missed this", he panted and took her by her waist again to push his manliness deeper inside of her. He couldn't believe how good she felt and in her eyes he saw a restrained passion for him, screaming to come out. Would there still be some fear deep in her heart? Mark wondered. He gently caressed her face and kissed her lips, while their bodies moved on a rhythm they knew so well.

Suddenly Mark felt a difference in the way she moved and without realizing what happened, they both let go of all their boundaries and they lost themselves in a wild and passionate game with each other's bodies and mind. With hands touching all over, their bodies moving wildly against each other, they lost themselves in absolute lust and desire. Screaming, panting and shocking of unchained passion they reached their highest climax together. With her body tightly against his, her nails pushed into the skin on his back, they felt their sweat mingle and their hearts beat between their thighs. Sheila couldn't stop trembling with Mark between her legs. "Oh my God", she whispered panting. "I can't believe this!". "This was our best ever!" And she kissed him passionately, while her body still trembled against him. When Mark finally got some air, he panted, "wow babe! What the hell was that?" When Sheila trembled and shocked a few times more, Mark moaned out loud and begged her to stop. "I can't help it" she grinned meanwhile loving the feeling he gave her. "Oh baby, thank you! Thank you so much", Sheila said out loud and hold his face between her hands and kissed him passionately again.

Mark started laughing. "For what?" For fulfilling each other's love, passion and desire?" He said with a loving look in his eyes. "Sweetheart no one feels as good as you do." "My body talks to no one that well as it does with yours", he smirked and took her nipples between his lips to tease her. Again her body shocked against his and she begged him to be gentle. "I am not ready yet," she giggled. "Should it be more intense because I am pregnant?" Mark kissed the soft skin of her breast and smiled. "If that's true, I will make you pregnant over and over again, because this was heaven babe." He shortly silenced and stroke with his hand through her beautiful long hair. "And you are my angel sweetheart, you always will be."

With their bodies still strangled, she put her arms around his neck and pushed her breasts against his hairy chest, while she lay her face against his head and enjoyed the feeling their embracement gave her. Gently she crawled with her fingers through his hair, while their breathing slowly calmed down. Mark stroke her back and loved the way she felt underneath his fingertips. Even though their passion calmed down, they both didn't wanted to move. In each other's arms is were they belonged. This was their world, without spectators, press or fans. A world who didn't needed an explanation towards anyone at all. With her eyes still closed Sheila hold on to him tightly. His warm body gave her a feeling of protection, passion and love, which was all she wanted from him. She knew he couldn't be around all the time. The tours around the world, the interviews, which he hated so much but belonged to the promotion, the photo shoots, the song recordings, all of that was his life as well. She had been a part of that life for more than nine years, but with their baby coming up, that would disappear. Though when he was around, he was there for her for the full hundred percent.

Mark felt how his body slowly calmed down and although he knew that would happen, he felt sorry about it either. He didn't wanted her to stand up and walk away from him, so with his arms around her waist he pulled her even more close and whispered, "I want you again" "so don't you go anywhere okay?" He didn't even know if he could do that all over again, but she felt so good in his arms, he just didn't wanted to let go of her. "Liar" Sheila smirked and slightly moved her hips. She put her face a bit backwards and with her head sideways, her eyes shined brightly into his beautiful blue eyes. With her thumb she caressed his lower lip and she started kissing his face on his forehead, his nose, his unshaven cheek to his neck before she played a sensual game with his ear and the sensitive skin underneath it. Mark moaned and felt how his heart started beating faster again. "How do you do this and why?" He whispered in her ear. "Because you demanded me to", Sheila said in a soft but sensual way. "Hmmm, so you do anything I demand you to?" Mark asked and liked the sound of that.

Suddenly he turned around and lay her with her back onto the couch. Sheila frowned, not knowing what to expect and what he wanted, because he had told her not to go anywhere. He looked down on her, when he slowly started to caress her belly. He bended over her and while his hands tenderly squeezed her breasts, he kissed her belly all over. "I am going to take you two upstairs with me and show you heaven one more time, okay?" Sheila got tears in her eyes, when he said, the two of you. "I love you so much", she whispered. "And I can't tell you how glad I am, to give you the ultimate proof of our love for each other". Sheila put her hand on top of Mark's hand and together they gently stroke her belly, while tears appeared in their eyes. "I love you too", he said softly. With her hand still on his he moved his hand down her belly and with his thumb he massaged the sensitive skin of her soft spot. Flames started to lighten up inside of her and she bit her lip when she realized Mark wanted her all over again. "So soon?" Was the only thing she could mumble. But Mark just took a deep breath, stood up from the couch, pulled her up into his arms and carried her upstairs......