Marcus in MM
Audrey moaned, rolled over planting her face into her soft pillow and smacked her dry lips. Her hair was disheveled and she didn't dare to open her eyes to the threatening rays of the morning sun. Her bed was feeling way too good at the moment for her to just wake up and greet the singing birds that she swore lived to torment her. She turned over on her side, facing the doorway away from the sun. Since she couldn’t immediately go back to sleep, she opened her eyes slowly, one at a time, to look at the time from her clock sitting on her nightstand.
It was only 8 a.m. It was Sunday and she definitely didn't have anything to do. If she really wanted to, she could sleep the day away and she wouldn't even care. With the genius plan in her head, she made the gesture of turning back over to give her pillow some more love but a pair of pant and a shirt that weren't hers caught her eyes. She looked back to the floor and saw it was more scattered all over. She even had a pair of her lace underwear draped over the bedframe.
Then she remembered, she took Marcus home.
After she had ran into him at the club, he was just looking too good and the memories of what he could do to her body did more than just flood her mind. She wanted him again, fuck her one night stand rules. She listened out for any movement but when she got none, she wondered where he could be.
She sat up in the bed, swung her legs over the edge and went for her silk robe that hung behind her door in front of her list of rules.
As soon as she opened the door and stepped outside of her room she could smell and hear bacon frying in a pan along with the sweet smell of blueberries. She closed her eyes focusing her senses on the delicious smell, she continued down the hall stopping at the kitchen where Marcus was standing over the stove in his Calvin Klein briefs.
Lawd, was he a sight to see.
She watched his back muscles ripple and move as he mixed the pancake batter. His strong athletic legs were looking delicious in those red briefs and she couldn't wait till he turned around. Shit, she was practically salivating for his man. He was definitely a sight to behold.
"Look at you playing chef." She joked.
Marcus looked over his shoulder at the just awaken Audrey and smiled before turning his attention back on breakfast. Even in the morning this woman was gorgeous.
"No one’s playing baby, you'll see. Your taste buds will be amazed." Audrey smiled and walked up to the counter adjacent to him and couldn't help but catch a quick peak at his larger than normal package resting in those nice briefs. Thoughts of what he could do with it flooded her mind. Be knowingly she licked her lips and Marcus just so happened to catch her.
"Mhm, we'll see." Was all Audrey said before sauntering out the kitchen and into the living room.
She knew if she stayed in there any longer, she would have demanded that he’d take her right then and there on top of the counter. There was only one hunger that she wanted satisfied.
Marcus watched her the entire time as her hips switched from side to side her ass jiggling like the finest jello. She had the body of a goddess and he planned on adorning every inch of her before he left her today. There was no telling when he would see her again.
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It was getting closer and closer to Krystle's parent's vow renewal, five days to be exact. The closer it got, the more Audrey dreaded to even attend. She knew Sarah was going to be there with Corey. She wouldn't be able to bear the sight of them two playing the happy couple while she sat at the singles table throwing back glasses of wine. She knew it shouldn’t even be getting to her like it is but she couldn’t get over the fact that she shared intimacy with a married man.
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Mr. Make-Believe (An Urban, Chic-lit Novel)
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