the heat building inside of me, my body is on fire for this man. For the first time I hear him moan, “Mmmm, yes sweetness!” Those words are comforting, even though he knows I don’t like terms of endearment, he keeps calling me by those terms. I’m sure on purpose.
“Showken ,” I say, as he grasps my hips and pushes in deep. He sits up and I wrap my arms around him, meeting each thrust with my body.
“Let me feel you co me around me again, baby,” he says, and I try to hold out and I’m pulling at his hair and my body has a mind of its own as I try to escape his arms. This orgasm is just too much. I want this, and yet I’m trying to run away from it at the same time. I finally relax and his arms loosen and I’m panting like Bruiser. I was not supposed to sleep with this man. Shit, we didn’t use a condom.
“Stop thi nking, Marilyn, and just relax after sex,” he says, turning to lay me down and gently pulling out of me. I thought he was going to get up. He positions himself behind me, pulling me close. I feel sleep coming, and just as I’m closing my eyes I think I heard him say, “My Marilyn”. I smile at the thought, and sleep overtakes me.
SHOWKEN
What the hell am I doing? I should not be cuddling her, yet I can’t bring myself to move. She felt so good exploding for me that I can still feel her. I’m usually a one-night type of guy, but Marilyn makes me want a few more nights with her. She’s an awesome lover. Shit, did I just think lover? Those beautiful grey eyes are amazing. I take a peek at her sleeping, and she looks so soft, which I know is not the truth. She has some deep feelings against her family, and I need to find out what they are. I smell Bruiser enter the room, and see him sit at the door. I reach my hand out for him. He comes to me, and I rub his head. He recognizes the beast in me, and knows I’m more than man. Luckily, he can’t speak. I look him in the eyes and send him a good feeling. He barks loudly, and before I’m aware of it, I’m laughing out loud. I feel Marilyn stirring, and turn to give her a morning kiss. I know she’s sore, I’m going to have to run her a bath, I didn’t mean to work her over like that, but that first taste was too good.
“Good morning, sexy,” I say. When she told me not to call her by terms of endearment, it became my duty to do so.
“Good morning, and I see you keep using sweet words for me still,” she says, with slight smile.
“Well, you are so beautiful, precious. I just can’t help myself, honey ,” I say, chuckling. I feel her hand on my chest, rubbing my birthmark, which humans always think is a tattoo. My beast responds and growls inside me. She has to stop that, or I’ll be inside her again. I grab her hand and start sucking her fingers. I send heat into each one, giving her a little fire to distract her. She moans, “Ahhh.” I smile and go in for a kiss, I know I have shocked her because she is hesitant, but she gives in.
“I have to get ready for work, I have to be at my first job at 10 a.m.,” she says. I don’t want her to go to work. I am even more concerned that she says her first job. Shit, how many jobs does she have?
“ Marilyn, what are your dreams?” I ask. I would like to know if she’s happy. I shouldn’t care, usually I’m gone before they awaken, not even worrying about their soreness, but I feel something else with her. I like her smart mouth.
“What? Showken, I don’t dream about anything anymore. Dreams don’t come true.”
“Yes they do, and I want to know what is the one thing you would like to do?” I ask , turning her on her back and positioning myself to hover over her delicious body. Those curves; she is truly awesome, and I want to feel them, after she tells me her dream.
“Showken, you are not listening, I really don’t know. I used to dream, but that was a long time ago,” she says, looking away from my face. She’s lying; she knows what she wants. I quickly grab