FOUND

Chapter 49

Holding the back of his head, I open my mouth, and swipe the tip of my tongue over his lower lip, nibbling it hard.

The pressure of Marcus's lips on mine increases at the action. I feel his rough hand go around my bare back leaving goosebumps wherever he touched as he pulls me more closer to his body.

We both let out quiet groans of pleasure, as our bodies connect, knocking the breath out of me at the intensity of it.

Wrapping my legs around his torso, I encourage his action. With a twist of his waist, he sits up on the bed, our bodies not once disconnecting.

I pull away from our kiss, gasping for air and feel Marcus's breath on my lips. I stare into his now dark grey eyes, his cheeks glistened with sweat were flushed, mouth gaped open.

He was just as breathless as I was.

The mere picture before my eyes made my inside clench around him.

My eyes snap open with a gasp, and instead of grey eyes, my eyes stared up the white airplane ceiling.

Swallowing through the dryness of my throat, I run a hand on my neck and notice I was covered in sweat "Shit." I huff out in frustration.

"Must be something intense,"

I jump at the unexpected voice with a scream "Jesus christ!"

My head snaps toward the intruder and see him standing by the sliding doorway with his arms crossed over his chest "What were you dreaming about Jordan?"The lust in Marcus's voice was not lost to my ears.

I feel a chill go up by spine "Wouldn't you like to know,"I comb my fingers through my hair, My frustration was quite embarrassing honestly "Where is Alek?" I turn to look at the empty space where Alek was sleeping.

"With Helena,"he says, his tone not changing one bit "And yes, I would very much like to know,"

I stared at him as he stared back "It was a dream that involved less clothing,"My voice dropped with every word that left my mouth.

Bitting onto his lower lip, his eyes squinted ever so slightly "You know I could help you with that,"

I stay quiet as I drink in the tension of the atmosphere "You can," I breathe out, my voice husky and thick with desire.

Raising my hand, I curl my fingers beckoning him toward me.

Marcus's chest rose and fall slowly as he exhaled slowly, pushing himself away from the doorway, he obliged. His eyes darkening with every step he took toward the single bed I was laying on, waiting for him.

Opening my thighs, I made a place for him. He settled in between my legs, hovering on top of me.

I brush the back of my hand on his freshly trimmed stubble, feeling the roughness of it on my delicate skin.

I tip my chin up and he lowered his lips to meet me halfway. I turn my head sideway just when our lips were about to touch.

Instead, I move my lips to his ear "How long has it been Marcus? Three days? Four days?" I moan, as he grind himself against me.

"Five days, Eight hours and 33 minutes," Marcus groans out his reply.

I pull his earlobe into my mouth, sucking and biting on it gently "Hmmm, it really has been that long hasn't it?" pulling back, I wait until he open his eyes and when his dilated eyes finally meets mine I speak "Now just imagine how long i'm capable of resisting more," Giving him a sickly sweet smile, I peck his lips and push him off me.