Bailamos? | Mark Owen [Take That]

Chapter 05

As you may have guessed, I bumped into Mark. And everything happened in the same way as it had happened in my dream…

 "Don't worry... It happens a lot" Mark said smiling at me and I immediately raised my eyebrow in disbelief, but I knew that disbelief would be left aside a couple of minutes afterwards as everything was happening in the same way it had been happening in my dream.

 "What d'you mean 'it happens a lot?'"

 "Many girls have told me... you know..."

 "No, I don't know" I told him seriously as he got closer to me, in the way I had dreamed, looking at me as I knew he would.

 "They want to be with me" he whispered and I closed my eyes, feeling every twitch in my body, every shiver his voice made me feel...

"Oooo---kkkkay"

He was as close to me! Just as close as in my dream... I looked at his ear and effectively I could just bite it... My hands were sweating and I felt how Mark slowly placed his hand on the back of my neck.

"Mmmmark?" I said weakly as he got closer to me, letting me feel his warmth.

"Yeah" he said softly whispering into my ear his sweet English accent.

"Do you think it's---"

"Nobody has to know..." he said and he wrapped one of his hands round my waist.

"I know---"

"I've never kissed an American..." he spoke in a soft sexy voice and looked down at my lips "Have you ever kissed a British guy?"

"Nope" I whispered back

"I wanna know how it feels" he spoke in an American accent, placing his hands on my face "You wanna know it too?" he asked looking at my lips as close as he could.

"Yeah..." I smiled at him and his nose touched mine.

"You're gorgeous" Mark whispered and placed his lips on my half open mouth.

He softly kissed my lower lip and then bit it slightly, kissing it again as he slowly wrapped his arms round my waist and I stroked his hair. I started to let myself carry away by the impulse and kissed him back, slowly feeling the touch of his tongue on mine.... Oh God how he played with it! How he took his lips apart from mine and looked at my eyes without saying anything and then carried on kissing me!

One of his hands slowly travelled from my waist to my neck and he caressed my face as our kiss became deeper and more passionate. I felt I could kiss him eternally. I placed one of my hands on his neck too and with the other one I held him closer to me as our breaths became heavier.

I didn't want him to stop kissing me, it felt great and I was enjoying it as much as he was, I knew it. Mark started to move the hand he had placed on my neck downwards to slowly caress my breast, as with the one on my waist he softly lifted up my dress and touched my bum.

"Oh god Angie" he whispered into my ear and licked it "I want you"

"Mmmmmm" I moaned and bit my lip when I felt his tongue play with my earlobe.

"I want you Angie" he said again and pressed me harder against the wall, letting me feel how excited he was.

He took my hand in his as we stared into the other's eyes and slowly guided it to the point in where I would really understand what he was telling me: he wanted to make me his.

"Do you feel it?" he asked in between kissing my neck and undoing the top part of my dress "This is what I have for you"

"Mark... please" I said in a weak voice as I felt how he rubbed himself against my crotch... I didn't want him to stop.