Face-Off at the Altar
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“You ruined me, Mekena. For everyone else. I swear it,” he whispered, and her heart flew.
“Kiss me,” she whispered back, and he grinned as his mouth dropped to hers.
“Gladly.” Then he was kissing her as he gradually started to fill her even more. It was tight and it hurt, causing her eyes to squeeze shut. She wanted to tell him to stop, but he was being so gentle, going so slow when she could tell he wanted to ram into her. He was shaking, his hands dug into the sheet beside her head, and his eyes were wild along with his breath, but he went painfully slowly, drawing out each thrust before pulling back out.
“Are you okay?”
“I am,” she answered, holding on to his shoulders. “It’s a bit uncomfortable.”
“I’m sorry, do you want me to stop?”
“No, I figure it’ll get better.”
His eyes widened as he nodded. “I sure as hell hope so!”
Laughing, he leaned his head against hers as he thrust into her and then back out, his hand taking her by the back of the leg, lifting her a bit off the bed.
“Oh, that feels a lot better,” she gasped out and he smiled.
“Yeah?” he asked, thrusting into her, his fingers digging into her leg.
“Yes, yes,” she muttered, arching her back as he moved in and out of her, his rhythm picking up along with his grunts. Holding on to his arms, she cried out as her orgasm took her once more, sending her into the clouds as Markus stilled, his body going taut as his cock throbbed hard inside of her. Closing her eyes, she sucked in a much-needed breath, letting it out harshly as he fell to the side of her, wrapping her up in his arms, pulling her on top of him. He kissed her hairline and then her cheek, and her eyes stayed closed as her body tingled with the love he had just shown her.
“Are you okay?” he asked, and she nodded, cuddling into him.
“I’m great.”
His hands squeezed her ass, and she smiled against his jaw, kissing him before cuddling deeper.
“You wore me out, holding off like that.”
“Well, if it makes you feel better, I don’t think I can walk.”
“It does,” he answered and she giggled. He was such a nerd. “But considering this was your first time, I’m pretty sure you need to clean up.”
She didn’t understand at first, but then she realized what he was talking about. Sliding to the side of him, she looked down to find what he had expected. “Well, that’s gross.”
“Eh, it’s part of it.”
“Taken a lot of girl’s virginities?” she teased, and he scoffed.
“No way, I just know from the horror stories of friends.”
“Well, now you have one of your own,” she joked, trying to scoot away with some dignity, but he stopped her.
Bringing her down to him, he kissed her nose. “This is no horror story, Mekena Preston. This is a fairy tale.”
Her lips quirked as she kissed him quickly. “Corny ass.”
“You love it,” he said as she got up and grabbed her underwear.
She nodded. “I do.” Looking around the room, she felt awkward for a moment and then grossed out because she’d bled all over him too. “I’m gonna go back to my room to clean up. Okay?”
He smiled. “Okay, unless you want to join me in the shower.”
While that sounded amazing, she needed to gather herself. “Would it offend you if I wanted just a moment?”
Still grinning, he shook his head. He looked delectable, all laid out, so big and so tall on the bed, his body covered in a sheen of sweat. “It would if you went without giving me another kiss and then promising to come back.”
Her face broke into a huge grin as she leaned on the bed, meeting her lips to his, and his fingers threaded into her hair. She went to pull back, since she felt messy and her OCD was kicking in, but he stopped her. “You’ll come back?”
“Yeah.”
“And I don’t have to move to the hotel?”
She grinned. “No.”
“And you did this because you wanted to, right? Not because you felt sorry for me?”
Her brow furrowed. “What in the world? I wanted this, you big dweeb.”
He grinned. “Okay, and we’re gonna talk this out? Try to make it work?”
She gave him a look. “Should I just accept I’m not taking a shower and sit down to talk to you?”
He looked away shyly. “I’m worried you’re gonna shower and run.”
“I’ll be back,” she promised. “Give me like twenty minutes.”
He nodded. “Okay, sorry for being the needy, insecure guy on you.”
She shrugged, kissing him once more. “It’s okay, ’cause I’m needy and insecure sometimes, and it’s nice when someone reminds you that you don’t need to be.”
“Well, you don’t have to be, you sexy minx.”
She laughed hard, pulling back and getting off the bed. “Yeah, okay. Go shower.”
She made it to the door before he stopped her. “Mekena, really.”
Looking back at him, she smiled. “What?”
“You really don’t ever need to be any of that. You’re beautiful, sexy, and rock my world.”
Her cheeks went red-hot as she looked down at the ground, biting her lip. “I’ll be back.”
“Okay,” he said as she turned and left the room. But once she was out of his room, she ran across the house, almost tripping over Mr. Right to get to her room. He was hungry and crying for food, but call her a bad cat mom, she had to get to her room. Pausing, she remembered her phone was on the table. As she went to grab it, Mr. Right came at her again, this time tripping her, and she went flying into the floor with a loud thud.
Great.
Glaring at her cat, she yelled, “Damn it, Mr. Right!”
Meeeeeeeooooowww!
“Shh!” she complained, getting up slowly since she was pretty sure she broke a boob with that fall. She limped back to her room, shutting the door as she dialed Avery’s number.
“Hello?”
“I slept with him.”
“Huh? Who?”
“Markus! Crazy!”
“What!” Avery yelled, and Mekena heard Jace in the background.
“Babe, what’s wrong?” he asked, and Mekena froze.
“Kiss me,” she whispered back, and he grinned as his mouth dropped to hers.
“Gladly.” Then he was kissing her as he gradually started to fill her even more. It was tight and it hurt, causing her eyes to squeeze shut. She wanted to tell him to stop, but he was being so gentle, going so slow when she could tell he wanted to ram into her. He was shaking, his hands dug into the sheet beside her head, and his eyes were wild along with his breath, but he went painfully slowly, drawing out each thrust before pulling back out.
“Are you okay?”
“I am,” she answered, holding on to his shoulders. “It’s a bit uncomfortable.”
“I’m sorry, do you want me to stop?”
“No, I figure it’ll get better.”
His eyes widened as he nodded. “I sure as hell hope so!”
Laughing, he leaned his head against hers as he thrust into her and then back out, his hand taking her by the back of the leg, lifting her a bit off the bed.
“Oh, that feels a lot better,” she gasped out and he smiled.
“Yeah?” he asked, thrusting into her, his fingers digging into her leg.
“Yes, yes,” she muttered, arching her back as he moved in and out of her, his rhythm picking up along with his grunts. Holding on to his arms, she cried out as her orgasm took her once more, sending her into the clouds as Markus stilled, his body going taut as his cock throbbed hard inside of her. Closing her eyes, she sucked in a much-needed breath, letting it out harshly as he fell to the side of her, wrapping her up in his arms, pulling her on top of him. He kissed her hairline and then her cheek, and her eyes stayed closed as her body tingled with the love he had just shown her.
“Are you okay?” he asked, and she nodded, cuddling into him.
“I’m great.”
His hands squeezed her ass, and she smiled against his jaw, kissing him before cuddling deeper.
“You wore me out, holding off like that.”
“Well, if it makes you feel better, I don’t think I can walk.”
“It does,” he answered and she giggled. He was such a nerd. “But considering this was your first time, I’m pretty sure you need to clean up.”
She didn’t understand at first, but then she realized what he was talking about. Sliding to the side of him, she looked down to find what he had expected. “Well, that’s gross.”
“Eh, it’s part of it.”
“Taken a lot of girl’s virginities?” she teased, and he scoffed.
“No way, I just know from the horror stories of friends.”
“Well, now you have one of your own,” she joked, trying to scoot away with some dignity, but he stopped her.
Bringing her down to him, he kissed her nose. “This is no horror story, Mekena Preston. This is a fairy tale.”
Her lips quirked as she kissed him quickly. “Corny ass.”
“You love it,” he said as she got up and grabbed her underwear.
She nodded. “I do.” Looking around the room, she felt awkward for a moment and then grossed out because she’d bled all over him too. “I’m gonna go back to my room to clean up. Okay?”
He smiled. “Okay, unless you want to join me in the shower.”
While that sounded amazing, she needed to gather herself. “Would it offend you if I wanted just a moment?”
Still grinning, he shook his head. He looked delectable, all laid out, so big and so tall on the bed, his body covered in a sheen of sweat. “It would if you went without giving me another kiss and then promising to come back.”
Her face broke into a huge grin as she leaned on the bed, meeting her lips to his, and his fingers threaded into her hair. She went to pull back, since she felt messy and her OCD was kicking in, but he stopped her. “You’ll come back?”
“Yeah.”
“And I don’t have to move to the hotel?”
She grinned. “No.”
“And you did this because you wanted to, right? Not because you felt sorry for me?”
Her brow furrowed. “What in the world? I wanted this, you big dweeb.”
He grinned. “Okay, and we’re gonna talk this out? Try to make it work?”
She gave him a look. “Should I just accept I’m not taking a shower and sit down to talk to you?”
He looked away shyly. “I’m worried you’re gonna shower and run.”
“I’ll be back,” she promised. “Give me like twenty minutes.”
He nodded. “Okay, sorry for being the needy, insecure guy on you.”
She shrugged, kissing him once more. “It’s okay, ’cause I’m needy and insecure sometimes, and it’s nice when someone reminds you that you don’t need to be.”
“Well, you don’t have to be, you sexy minx.”
She laughed hard, pulling back and getting off the bed. “Yeah, okay. Go shower.”
She made it to the door before he stopped her. “Mekena, really.”
Looking back at him, she smiled. “What?”
“You really don’t ever need to be any of that. You’re beautiful, sexy, and rock my world.”
Her cheeks went red-hot as she looked down at the ground, biting her lip. “I’ll be back.”
“Okay,” he said as she turned and left the room. But once she was out of his room, she ran across the house, almost tripping over Mr. Right to get to her room. He was hungry and crying for food, but call her a bad cat mom, she had to get to her room. Pausing, she remembered her phone was on the table. As she went to grab it, Mr. Right came at her again, this time tripping her, and she went flying into the floor with a loud thud.
Great.
Glaring at her cat, she yelled, “Damn it, Mr. Right!”
Meeeeeeeooooowww!
“Shh!” she complained, getting up slowly since she was pretty sure she broke a boob with that fall. She limped back to her room, shutting the door as she dialed Avery’s number.
“Hello?”
“I slept with him.”
“Huh? Who?”
“Markus! Crazy!”
“What!” Avery yelled, and Mekena heard Jace in the background.
“Babe, what’s wrong?” he asked, and Mekena froze.
