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“Ellie,” He whispers, sounding pained. “That was a great meal, fantastic actually, but I am fucking starving.” He looks in my eyes, his brows pleading with me. I think I nod? I am halfway floating outside of my body at this point.
He kisses me hard, pushing my mouth open and thrusting his tongue into me like he owns my mouth. He strokes and sucks in long, tortured motions, humming and groaning. He growls in frustration as he pulls his mouth from mine and moves to my neck.
He moves down my throat on the non-injured side with wet, sloppy kisses, fast and needy. He stops at my chest and grabs my breast, pushing up so he can lick my cleavage. He moans again then pulls my dress and bra out of his way. The fabric pops, but I don’t care if it’s ripped to shreds. He licks around my nipple and kisses on the edges, torturing me. My back arches up, thrusting myself to his mouth. He chuckles as he licks another ring around me. I whimper and he finally sucks. Hard. He stays, making out with my chest while the rest of my body writhes under him. His mouth goes back up to my mouth for a quick kiss and then back down, shifting my dress so he can attack the other side of my torso.
“Mark” I exhale, starting to get desperate. He pushes up my skirt. He puts his forehead on mine and watches me while he drags his hand up one leg to my panties. Slowly, gingerly, he pulls them down. He backs away to slip them off my ankles. He kisses the inside of each ankle and moves his mouth up, kissing the inside of each leg, alternating. The kisses are big and wet and slow. Way too slow. I am already pulsing with need. I can feel my desire for him literally dripping down my center.
Finally, he stops kissing and pushes my legs apart.
He stares at me and licks his lips before looking up at my eyes.
“So fucking beautiful, Ellie. Hold onto the mattress.”
“Okaaaaaa—“ I cry out. He isn’t torturing me anymore. Nothing is slow or soft. He is devouring, ravaging. He lifts me so he can get his tongue inside, so deep. I lose myself and space and time and reality in the sensations. I don’t know how long he holds me up that way. But the second he moves his mouth up to suck and adds his fingers, I’m done. I scream his name.
“Yes, Ellie, damn it, yes. I should’ve done this every night. Look at you.” He keeps moving his fingers, dragging the feelings out longer than I thought possible. When the bliss finally subsides, he goes to grab a washcloth, because I am soaked. He cleans me up with care, not distant or cold like before, but he seems like he’s done. I donotwant to be done. I reach for his belt.
“I have to work. We’re reviewing the recon on those warehouses. I can’t skip it or I would. Believe me, I would.” I deflate like a balloon and he freezes. “Hey, do you? Believe me?”
I think about it and slowly nod. He leans down and kisses my forehead. “Good.” He gets up to leave, but I stop him at the door. I’m not sure if I should do this but I also can’t stop myself.
“Mark?” He turns back, “W-will you sleep with me? After?”
He smirks. “If you come back to our room. Our bed.” I try not to smile. “Please, Ellie.” I look away, blushing like a little girl, but I nod. He rushes back to the bedside and kisses me.
“Soy el hombre más afortunado del mundo. Y el más tonto.” I am the luckiest man in the world. And the dumbest.He says in flawless Spanish. I laugh and he heads out. “I’m late. I’ll see you later. In my bed.”
CHAPTER 50
Eleanna
But I don’t see him. In his bed. When I wake up, his side is still made. He never came to bed? I sit up and grab my phone to check the time. There’s a note.
Good morning, Wife,
The night did not go well. Everything is a mess, but I will be home for dinner. It’s a date. Wear something backless. I mean, if you want. Please?
Love,
Mark
Love? Love!Calm down. It’s just a note. He still has a long way to go.
I move into his bathroom. There’s a note on the mirror.
Ellie,
I miss all your girly shit in here. Move it back. If you want, I mean. Shit!
You really did marry a bastard. Please forgive me. And stay.
Todo mi amor,
Mark
All my love.
I can’t help it. I hop. I hop up and down and hold the note to my chest. Stay? As in stay married? What else could that mean? Stay married. He wants to stay married. I hop again.
