Bailamos? | Mark Owen [Take That]

Chapter 45

Author's note:

Just a heads up in case you don't like this type of stuff: this chapter includes mature content.

If you don't feel comfortable with it, I beg you to please skip to the last two lines of this chapter because you do need to know that last part before Chapter 46.

Enjoy!

Anyz .xx

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Mark's POV

As I gently cupped her face with my hands, I kissed her lips softly, my tongue exploring every inch of her mouth, enjoying her taste. She shyly kissed me back as she nervously tried to find a place where her hands could rest. I slowly ran one of my hands along her arm and wrapped it around my neck, as if indicating her that she should do the same with the other one. She did so as I drew mine from her face to her waist, holding her close to me, pressing my chest against hers, making our kiss deeper.

Aimee was shaking and when we parted from our kiss I tried to reassure her, saying that everything was okay, that she should tell me anytime she wanted me to stop since the last thing I wanted was to hurt her or even make her feel uncomfortable. She nodded and I brought my lips to hers again, slowly sliding my hand underneath her top, eager to feel her warm skin on mine. She caught her breath as I drew the line of her waist with my finger and I smiled - she seemed so fragile and vulnerable that she made my heart skip a beat every time I glanced into her eyes.

I gently lay her on my bed and started to spread my kiss not only on her lips but on the rest of her face and neck. She moaned quietly as I nipped and licked her neck and earlobe, pressing her hands firmly on my back, making me want to go on doing that forever. I wanted to make her enjoy every second, every moment we were sharing, so she would remember it for the rest of her life - even if it wasn't by my side.

She seemed to be ready to let me do whatever I wanted with her, waiting expectantly to see where I would touch her next. I slid down and as one of my hands disappeared under her top, reaching for her breasts, I spread my kiss over her belly, working out the buttons of her jeans with my free hand. She gasped as I released each button and I kissed her stomach and went downwards, to her pelvis.

Using both of my hands I managed to free her from her pair of jeans and tossed them away. I caressed, nipped and kissed her leg as I drew the lenghth of the other one with my fingertips, starting from her toes way up to her thighs. She was breathing quietly and every time my teeth grasped her skin, she gasped softly. I worked my way upwards, towards her lips, without stopping my kiss - still nipping and caressing her. As I passionately French kissed her, I felt how she wrapped her legs around my waist and made me press my pelvis close to her, almost as if she was telling me to take her already. I drew my face away from hers and she opened her eyes, glancing into mine with a dreamy look, as she courageously slid her hands underneath my t-shirt and took it off.

She contemplated my chest and ran her fingers all over it, as if she was willing to take every bit of it in her hands. She bit her lower lip as she did so, as I was gazing down at her with a smile crossing my face. Every little thing I did, seemed to mean the world for her, almost making me believe she had been waiting to be with me for such a long time...

When she lifted her sight and noticed I was staring at her, she blushed and moved her eyes from mine. "Don't stop," I shook my head and brought her face to meet my eyes once more "Just do what you feel luv...". She breathed deep and nodded, reaching out with her hands for my face, taking my lips to hers, kissing me lovingly.