Page 12 of Absinthe and Heart


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Her eyes shine up at me, wide open. She trusts me with her pleasure, and if I’m lucky, she’ll let down enough walls for me to love her.

I flip her over, face down on the mattress, and pull her hips back, ass up. Her moan lets me know she’s enjoying it, and with her hands still tied, she takes a few quick slaps on her pale white cheeks. Seeing them turn red from my touch makes me hungry to claim her. My thick cock is hard and dripping with my need as I stroke myself up her crack. I love how she pushes back into me, and I reward her by running my crown up and down, hard against her clit.

“This cock is raw and ready for you, baby. Do you want me like this?”

“Condom! Oh my gosh I didn’t even think about it last time, but we should use a condom again.”

I freeze.

“Are you still on the pill?”

“Yes, but…”

I sit back on my ankles. Hurt, she must believe the tabloids and think I’ve been a man whore this whole time we’ve been apart. She still doesn’t realize she’s always been the only one for me, but she will.

“But, you think I’ve been with other women?”

Grace falls forward and looks over her shoulder at me.

“Haven’t you?”

I shake my head. Glad I turned a light on so she could see my honesty.

“You’re my first and last.” My tone leaves no room for argument.

I think she laughs, but her eyes are filled with tears.

“You’re my only.” She blubbers, choked with emotion that matches mine. I cover her body with mine and kiss her soft skin.

Her words are more than I could have hoped for, and my chest grows tight. I never thought about Grace dating because every time it crept into my thoughts, I acted like a caveman and purposely pissed her off.

My hips start to move, my bare cock slides across her crack, and the moment rekindles as if all our heartfelt truths only turned us on more.

“If you want me to wear a condom, I will, but know this woman, I have never wanted to be inside anyone else. This body…” I pull her back up to me and talk through greeted teeth, enjoying the way her breathing picks up. “Is my perfect match in every way, and if I can’t have you, I won’t settle.”

“Oh, Marcus, I’m sorry. I didn’t know. Please yes. I want you, and if you don’t fuck me now, I will cry.” she whines.

I press my girth to her slick entrance.

“You don’t make the decisions tonight, Mama. This pussy is mine to please,” I growl into her ear and push inside her inch by inch. Pausing, I’m forced to grit my teeth and take a few slow breaths. The feel of her is too good. Moving to her clit, I massage the swollen nub in a slow, steady rhythm until I catch my breath, and soon, I’m thrusting in another inch and another until I’m hammering into her sweet cunt with years of pent-up longing. Her cries grow louder, but I’ve left my body. In pure euphoria, I’ve been lifted to another plain. I’m lost in her beauty, in the feel of her, all the sensations of my impending climax and the rush of old feelings.

“Oh, Marcus, I’m coming.” And with that, fireworks go off behind my closed eyes, and I explode inside her tight pussy. Ropes of my desire pour into her as she moans into her pillow.

We come together, falling into a heap of sweaty body parts but sated and happy. She lays on my chest, catching her breath as I wait for mine to return to my body.

My black ink catches her eye as she rubs her fingers up my chest.

“I really do like your tattoo. What made you want to get it?” Her tone was accusing.

“Yeah. I’m sorry, was I supposed to ask you first?” I joke, and she laughs, slapping my abs before straddling my lap. Pulling my arm, she gets a better look at the three bears that cover my right bicep. A beautiful work of art from Willow’s Tattoo Shop, Moxie Misfits. Willow’s still pissed at me for not waiting for her to do it.

“Bears?” She asks, looking at me knowingly, so I simply nod. My smile is honest, and my heart is full. No matter how long it takes to earn this woman back, I’m here to do it. So when I decided to get the tattoo, it was the start of many changes in my life, starting with my career. I knew I couldn’t work those long hours if I had Grace and Harmony waiting for me at home, and that’s what I wanted. That was a year ago. Now my schedule is mainly run by Mason my second in charge, and I’ve invested enough to retire. Now all I gotta do is get the girl.

“Us.”

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