Alana's P.O.V.
'This was a bad idea.' I thought. My mind was racing. I could practically feel his body next to mines. 'I gotta get out of here.' I thought to myself.
"Can you stop overthinking?" he said, turning to face me. I gave him a confused look. 'How did he kn-' I started to think until I was pulled out of my thoughts.
"Yes, I know when you're thinking hard. I could practically hear it." he grinned. I grinned too and I just stared at him. "What?" he asked, smiling. His smiles made me feel amazing. I internally rolled my eyes. I stretched out my hand and ran my thumb across his cheek. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. He sighed and held a steady breathe. Examining his face, I continued my pursuit and ran my fingers across his temple and eyebrows.
"Don't do that Lee." he said as he clenched his ever so sharp jaw.
"Do what?" I asked, innocently smirking.
He snorted and let me continue to touch his face. My hand ran along the scar he had under his chin. My mind went back to that night he saved me.
"What are you thinking about beautiful?" Marco said with a serious look, resting his hands above mine. I just stared into his brown eyes, thinking about all the promises he made to me a long time ago.
"Why did you leave?" I finally asked. He swallowed hard and moved away from my touch. That hurt me a little: I felt as if I did something wrong. He went to lay on his back, staring at the ceiling. The street lights made the tears pooling in my eyes visible.
He cleared his throat, "It was for your own good." he said calmly. I didn't interrupt him because I knew there was more to come. He continued, "one day I overheard you talking to one of your friends...saying that you were thinking about leaving college just to be able to travel around with me." My chest tightened because I had already made up my mine to do so...to be with him.
"I didn't want that type of life for you. I said to myself that it would be better for you if you didn't have any ties to me. I couldn't afford for anything to happen to you, soo...I cut it off. I needed you to make it out of that place, find happiness, maybe find someone you love or someone else to love." he said the last piece softly. He turned on his side to face me. "I guess that decision was stupid. 'Cause here you are, all cute and boujee, and shit." he said, causing me to laugh through my tears.
"I just wanted the best for you and to protect you. That's what I did, I loved you Aliyah, and I will love you until I die." he said with sincerity in his voice. It went silent, clearly both of us lost in our own thoughts and trying to figure out what to say next.
"Don't leave me again." I said softly as I leaned in to place a chaste kiss on his lips.
"Promise." He said before he deepened the kiss.
I was internally fighting the urge to break the kiss. 'I need this.' I thought to myself. I opened my mouth to allow his tongue access. In a swift movement, Marco gently pinned me down and started to kiss my neck. He then started to move lower to my breasts. He massaged my breasts and started to lick my nipples. I moaned softly. He sucked and hummed on my nipples, alternating between the two. I was beyond turned on and he knew this.
"Daniel, please, why are you moving so sloww." I said, highly frustrated.
"Aliyah," he said as he continued to suck on my nipple, "I'm not fucking you. I'm gonna make love to you. There's a difference."
He moved lower and trailed kisses down towards my belly button. He raised his head a bit and looked at me. He smirked. He pulled my underwear off. I looked at him and scrunched up my face. He discarded my underwear and spread my legs. He smirked again and suddenly put his head between my legs. I jolted forward with the swift movement of his tongue's motion on my clit. He felt me jolt forward and pushed me back down without looking up at me. I began to moan a little louder. I realized somewhere along the way that the louder I got the faster he went and I then tried to conceal my moans.
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Secrets In The Open
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