A DARE'S FAULT

AT MARK'S HOUSE

      It's Friday evening and Mark has invited Lillie to his house. She is puzzled about what to up on and what not to. Her mom is helping her out with but is arguing about the fashions;

     "That dress is lame. You are going to his place, not to prom. Just up on casually. Don't show him that you've tried so much. Be yourself"

     "Fine, fine. I'll dress up in these" she shows her a pair of denim jean-pants and a simple blouse.

     "There goes my girl. Now tell me, are you planning to make out with him" Claire asks.

    "Mom, please get out" she pushes her out of the room and gets dressed up.

     After ten minutes, she slopes downstairs to say goodbye to her mom and dad.

     "You should take a taxi, so that he can bring you back." Samuel says.

  "Tell us all about it when you get back" Claire says.

    "Okay, I will. Bye guys" she pecks both on their chicks and sets off.

    "Our daughter is going to make out. This time, on her own decision" Claire sniffles.
  
    Samuel gags and says; "we are her parents. We should be stopping her but..."

    "She wants this Sam, and you can't protect her forever. So let's get something else to worry about"

     "You are right. Let's worry about our date tomorrow" he carries her on his shoulder and head to their bedroom.

      Mark is alone at his house, waiting for Lillie to arrive. It's not very long that the door bell dings. He flashes to it. Calmly opens it up. His eyes land one Lillie's glowing face.

     "Can I come in?" She asks.

      "Yeah, yeah. Come on in. What can I get you. No wine's on the menu"

     "Well, then I'll take water"
   Mark checks the fridge and picks a bottle of water and gives it to her.

     "So, what should we do now." He asks.

    "May be watch a movie." She replies. Mark picks a romantic movie from one of the drawers near the TV.
    Both sit in each other's arms. Lillie's head laying on his shoulder.

     "You are really warm" Mark whispers to her ears.

    "Am a mammal" she says.
He looks in to her eyes and sees her looking back at him. He leans closer to her and whispers to her ear;

     "I want to kiss you so bad" he sees her blush.

     "Then do it" she whispers back and stings his lower lope, stands up and climbs up the stairs.

     Mark hears her calling him out from upstairs. He sips all of his wine and goes, to see what is up with her.

     He first checks the washrooms, but her voice is calling out from his room. He enters the room and inspect it with his eyes. They land on her standing in front of the window.

    "Is something wrong?" He asks.

    "Yes" she rushes to him, takes his face in her hands and gazes up at him. "I love you"

    "I love you too, and..."

     She presses her hand to his mouth. "Stop talking". She kisses him. Long, hard hot. He kisses her back, licking into her hot, wet mouth. She shivers, and he spins her around, pulls her backside tight against him, and whispers in her ear
    
     "Ease your panties down slowly"

    Once she is naked, he turns her to face him again, drops his knees,and picks up her panty, rubbing the fabric between his fingers. "Wet."

     Her breath is heavy. She widens her stance, threads her fingers through his hair and urges forward. "Please Blake"

     God, he loves it when she calls his first name. He blows a hot breath across her center and raises to flick her belly button.

     She presses down on his shoulder. He chuckles, then kisses one of his inner thigh, then the other, palms her hips with both hands, brings her to his mouth and licks into her. He pauses and looks up at her. "Watch me"

    She struggles for breath. "What?"

    "Don't take your eyes off me until you can". He goes back to work.

    Lillie tries to pull air into her lungs, but only manages to half fill them. When he has with drawn, the ball rolls to her hands.

    "I want you in my mouth"

     He laughs and leans back to rest his elbows and grins at her. "Am all yours"

    She closes her fingers around it, links the tip like an ice cream cone, and he growls. Then she swirls her tongue, and he moans. She glances up. He has his eyes fixed on her. She stops. "Do you have to watch?"

         "Yeah"

            "Why?"

         "Because I want to."

         "Okay" she brings it to her lips and takes more of it this time. He arches into her and she gets her rhythm. Slow at first, then faster. A mixture of growls and moans and some other sound she has  never heard before.

      He fists her hair gently, his nails lightly scratch at her scalp. "Stop, stop, Lillie or it'll be too late". He jerks her mouth free and lifts her to straddle him.

    He kisses her again, differently this time; puts everything he has into this kiss: desire, admiration, uncertainty, lust...love. she kisses back with equal fervor, and Mark feels himself teeter on the brink of a great chasm that is black and unknown.

    He lays her on the bed, slowly and gently. She clings to his shoulder and then he leans back and lifts her hip, wrapping her legs around his hips. He thrust in, and she cries out.

     "You alright?" Mark murmurers

     "Mmm!" She whimpers, no longer capable of speech. With each movement, hitting a spot that ignites sensations she doesn't know she was capable of.

      Something warm and wet drips between her legs. Mark pulls a small towel off the night stand and tenderly wipes her clean.

     Both lay on the bed. She rests her head in his chest, listening to his heart beat and loving the way his fingers felt against her back.
 
       "I loved it" she whispers. "And I'll have to go take a shower."

     "Yeah, I've got to take you back home"

     They both head to the bathroom to take a shower in order to set off to Lillie's.