Midnight Love

IV. Waxing Gibbous

The rain began to pour outside as the Gala wrapped up. She saw Marco's car pull up in front of the building and he got out rushing towards her. He put his jacket over her head to keep her as dry as possible. Celine watched as Marco got drenched walking to his side of the car. The drive was smooth even with the summer storm. Rain pummeled the metal roof of Marco's car, flashes of lightning illuminated the darkness beyond the sky and thunder shook the air as it exploded across the sky. Mother Nature was in a frenzy, just like Celine's mind right now. It's not even her emotions that has her in a frenzy. It was Marco's. His elevated heart rate, the smell of slight sweat she could smell, or the blown pupils she noticed from the alcohol he was drinking but he was also oozing this confidence that she's never seen on him before. She had to admit it looked pretty fucking good on him too.
Cutting through the sexual tension Celine stated, "I can't wait to take off these heels. My feet hurt so bad I could cry." They stepped through the lobby to get to Marco's apartment. Her gut churned slightly bout the fact that he got wet in the rain giving her his jacket but couldn't help but notice what she could see through his wet white shirt. "Oh don't worry, I'll help you take off all of your clothes." He looked at her so intensely that Celine had to question exactly who was the wolf in the situation. Ding! They heard suddenly as the doors to the elevators opened. The air was so thick between them that Celine thought she would suffocate from it. Bouncing on her feet as she rolled her eyes, wishing she could wear sneakers to formal events. She thought to herself a wolf's paws are not supposed to go through this type of torture. They made it to his door without a word but the energy between them said everything. Marco took his wet jacket and hung it on the coat rack, "Go sit down on the couch I'll be right there." He walked away. She walked to the couch and plopped down anyway. As Celine continued to let her thoughts run wild she heard Marco come back into the living room with no shirt on. She was so consumed with the vision in front of her that she just stared not noticing he's trying to hand her the remote to the tv. Her eyes were so cunning as she watched him walk towards her. The need for her to completely devour him grows stronger which each passing minute. Her will is strong not wanting the distraction but a girl has needs, right?" She watched him. Her fingers twitched as she saw that he did take off his shirt but left his spenders draping against his slacks. Intensity and passion etched every part of his face as he had already planned on using his suspenders with Celine. He truly was a work of art. Lean but firm chest, with arms that she couldn't wait to have wrapped around her in more ways than one. But what made him stand out was his tattoos. Ink spread throughout his upper body that told a beautiful story with the array of colors and amazing details. She wanted her tongue to taste each one of them. Lifting trembling fingers to her lips, she struggled with self control. She didn't want to be the one to lead this. Just once she wanted someone else to take control. And she didn't mind if that person ended up being Marco. As he sat down next to her he dragged his hand down her leg lifting it to take off her shoe; doing this for each leg. He placed her feet on his lap and massaged her aches away. Celine was about to scream already and he hadn't even taken off her clothes yet. Squirming on the couch, she felt herself losing control. She gasped his name, "The feels amazing but I really need you to get naked like right now." Marco looked at her and stood up. Picked Celine up from the couch and carried her to his bedroom. He placed her standing up in the middle of the room., in front of his window. He walked behind her and pressed up against her enjoying the closeness between them. He placed a small kiss on her shoulder and reveled in the goosebumps that appeared on her skin. "Help me take your hair down, please." She followed his request and started taking out the pins in her hair. As her long dreads fell down he would run his hands through her hair. As she finished Marco whispered, "You should wear your hair down more often it's so beautiful."