TRYING NOT TO LOVE YOU

~Ninth Part~

Hiii! I'm back again. Sorry for not posting it for a while, but anyway here I am again. Hope you'll continue with reading this story. Thanks for the comments and likes.

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It was Saturday morning and the rain is coming down in buckets again. My and Marc's parents went on a trip to Madrid, Alex went to the condition preparation with his team and Gloria will spend whole Saturday with her best friend. So I and Marc spend the whole Saturday alone. Because it rained heavily in the morning and we couldn't go out for a run, we decided to go to fitness where we met her - Ruby. Marc ignored her while she was constantly running after him. I remained calm because I knew that he don't tolerate her and that she would get tired and stop bothering us.
After the fitness we stopped at the store because I decided to prepare dinner for us in the evening. The rest of the day we lay on the couch, watching movies and playing cards. At seven I decided to cook. I prepare spaghetti with chicken and cream sauce.
"It was delicious, love," Marc said when we licked the plates to clean. "Thanks, it's your turn next time," I kiss him on the cheek. When we cleaned up the dishes, I went to the bathroom, took a shower and dress up into a pajamas. When I step in my room my phone beeps and I got a message. It was Gloria.

Gloria
Go to my room and look on the bed. I left something for you ;)
Enjoy, I'll be back tomorrow afternoon. xx

I smiled because I knew what was in her mind. I text her back:

Me
THANKS!

I hurried to her room and on the bed was layinga beautiful silky nightgown. "Oh my God! There's no way to wear this," I said. I didn't even know how to hold that thing in my hands or how to wear it. In the end I just shrugged with my shoulders and went back to my room. I step to the bathroom and I changed myself from my pajamas into a nightgown. I looked into the mirror. "Oh, God. Please help me," I said and let my hair down. I looked around the room and it was totally clean. I went back to the living room. Marc was lying on the couch, wearing only boxers and white T-shirt. "Well, here I am," I said and stepped into middle of the room. He smiled from ear to ear. "What's that?" he asked and spread his arms so I could sit on his lap. "My sister's finger in the pie," I said and settled comfortably in his lap. We watched TV for a while, when he suddenly said: "I can't stand this anymore,Sara."
"What is it?" I asked scared because I thought something was wrong. He started kissing my neck and I knew what's next. We turned off the TV and went to the room. When I closed the door, he suddenly came to me. "You look so hot," he whispers in my ear. "You were always the hottest girl on the whole world. All these years I've waited for this moment," he continues. I smiled: "Yeah? Even when I was your cousin?" He kisses my cheek and smiled too: "You know, you've never been my cousin." Damn, he's totally right! "How do you feel?" he asks. Oh, he's asking me how I feel? "Ehm..." I start when he laughs: "It's quite awkward right?" I shook with my head: "Actually it's not. I've never been more relaxed before," I admitted it. In that moment he kisses me passionately. I grab his short cutted hair and moan into his mouth. I took his T-shirt off and stroke his muscles. He lays me down on the bed and kisses me over and over again. He takes my nightgown off - I don't know how but I don't care, and now Iam laying naked in front of him. "You're perfect, baby," he says and kisses my neck and massaging my breasts. I close my eyes: "I want you, Marc," I whisper. "I want you too," he whispers back and kisses me passionately again. He takes his boxers off and - yeah - he was ready. We both were ready. He lays on me, when he moves it towards my entrance. He pushes him inside of me. We kiss again and I never felt better. He was so gentle and caring.
In the morning I was awakened by gently stroking on my bare back. Marc was playing with his fingers and with my tattoo. "Good morning," I said and smiled. "Morning," he replied with a smile. "I didn't tell you I really like your tattoo," he said and still stroked me. "Thanks," I replied. "Thank you for a wonderful night," he said. I lay in my back and he kissed me. "I could do it with you day and night, 24/7. And never stop it."
"Do what?" I asked him and laughed. "Play Playstation," he laughs. "No, you can't," I caress his cheeks. "Why not?" he asked. "Because you have to train to win the races and became a champion again."
"Ah, now the racing is the last thing I can think of," he admitted. He kissed me and when he almost climb on me, the phone rang. "Marc, wait. It. Rings. Maybe. It. Is. Urgently." I could barely said because he was kissing me all the time. He shook his head and grabbed my hands. "Marc!" I laughed and the phone stopped ringing. He stopped: "Finally. No more ringing. Let's continue." He kissed me again. Soon it rang again, this time there was a message. "Time out, darling. I have to see who it is," I said and I barely go out of his embrace. I got up, wrapped in a sheet and walk to the desk where I had the phone. It was mum. The message said that I must call her back as soon as I can. "Something wrong?" Marc asked, still lying in bed. "I hope not," I quickly said and make a call. "You know if there were anything wrong, they would call me too," he calms me. I nod and turned to the bed where he was lying with his hands under his head and waiting for me to return. You can imagine that, right? ;)
He winks at me and blows me a kiss. God, I love him so much!
"Hello?" mom answered the call. "Morning mum, you called me," I said. "Yes I did. I'd like to inform you that we'll return tomorrow because we're thrilled with Madrid."
"Oh, okay," I said and smiled. Marc leaned on his elbows because he was interested in what mom said. "We'd be happy if you and Marc join us. What do you say?" mum asked. "I don't think so. Wait, I'll ask him," I said. "Marc, are we going to Madrid?" He shook with his head decisively at the same moment and I laughed. "No, we're fine at home. Enjoy yourself and you don't have to hurry. Gree teveryone," I said and before I can say bye to her she interrupts me: "It's seven o'clock in the morning, Sara." I didn't say anything, I was just waiting on her to continue. "You and Marc are together?" she asked. "Mhm," I replied. "Together together?" she asked again. "Yes, mother. Together." I looked at Marc and he was laughing again. "Sara, please be careful. Use -"
"Protection. I know mum," I interrupt her. "Okay. Say hi to Marc and... you know... be careful," she said. "Thanks, we will. Byeee!" I hang up. I put the phone back on the table, looked out the window and opened the curtains because the sun was shining outside. Then I went back to bed. "Come here," Marc said, kissing me on the forehead and squeezing me on his embrace. "What would we do in Madrid if it's better here," he said. I laughed and nodded: "Yeah, you're totally right." I kissed him before I get out of the bed and walk to the bathroom. "Where are you going?" he asked. "Under the shower. I'll be rightback."
Before I opened the water and step under the shower, I hear that Marc was talking to someone. I didn't think too much about who could call him, so I started to shower. It passed few minutes when the bathroom door opened. "Can I join you?" he asked, and before I could answer he was already behind me. He kisses me on my shoulder: "Dani called me," he said embracing me. "Oh? And what did he say?"
"He's preparing kind of a party tonight."
"Dani and parties? Really?" We both laughed. "Yeah, hard to believe right?" I nod: "Can I go with you?" He turned me around and looked me deeply in my eyes. "Of course you can go with me." He leans closer to me and gently kisses me. He pushes me against the shower wall and starts kissing me passionately. He grabs my legs and wraps them around his waist. He positions himself at my entrance and slowly pushes himself inside of me. He pushes all the way in me. I tighten my legs and kiss his neck. He keeps going faster and faster and I feel that I can't hold anymore. "Marc," I moaned. "Let's do this together, love," he said out of his breath. He looks me in the eyes and I know this is the sign. He pulls himself out of me and the white liquid spurs on my belly. "I love you, Sara," he said and kissed me. I close my eyes in smile. "I love you, Marc."