Face-Off at the Altar
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“You should call your mom, though, tell her you love her. She’s struggling.”
Mekena averted her gaze, chewing on the inside of her lip. “Okay, I will.”
“Hey.” Hearing Markus’s voice, Mekena looked past Libby to see him coming toward them with his hands in his pockets. “Have you guys seen Lucy and Benji?”
Mekena grinned as she hooked a thumb to the door. “She’s ‘changing.’”
“Ew, freaks,” he commented before going to the door and banging his fist on it. “Hey, you sex fiends, people are hungry!”
“Ten minutes!” Lucy called, and Markus scoffed.
“Please, Benji can only last thirty seconds,” he called back before grinning over at Mekena and Libby.
Reaching for him, she took his hand and brought him closer before holding her other hand out to Libby. “Markus, this is my aunt, Libby. Libby, this is my boyfriend, Markus.”
Markus grinned as he held out his other hand and Libby took it. She wasn’t smiling but she wasn’t glaring either, so Mekena took that and ran with it. “It’s wonderful to meet you.”
Libby nodded. “You too. I’ve heard a lot about you.”
Markus’s face filled with nervousness. “Good, bad, or both?”
“Both,” Libby said with a wink before she cupped his shoulder. “But I’ll stick with the good.”
“That sounds great to me,” Markus decided and Libby nodded.
“Me too.” Looking to Mekena, she smiled. “I’m gonna head out there.”
“Okay, I’ll see you in a few minutes,” Mekena said, and then she heard laughing from behind the door once more. “Or maybe an hour. Who knows?”
Libby laughed. “Do you think we’ll get paid more if we get hurt in the brawl for food?”
“Is it in the contract?” Mekena asked, and Libby paused.
“Shit. No, I should put it in the next one,” she said with a wink, and Mekena grinned as she walked away, leaving her with Markus.
“Looks like you guys worked everything out.”
“Yeah,” she said, tearing her gaze from her aunt and onto Markus. “She apologized.”
“Good,” he said, kissing her temple.
“She said she’s gonna start packing my things up. I guess she thinks I have the job.”
“I know you have it.”
“How?” she giggled, getting chills from his lips tickling her temple.
“You’re the best,” he said simply. “And Elli Adler isn’t an idiot. She wants the best. Just make sure you always shoot the left side of my face, it’s my best side.”
Giggling, she smacked his chest. “You’re silly, and plus, both sides are great.”
“Stop sucking up, I’m still going to sleep with you,” he whispered against her jaw, and her head fell back as she laughed.
“How lucky for me.”
“Exactly, and if you don’t stop being so hot, I’m going to take you against this wall.”
“Markus Reeves! I’m wearing a black dress that shows off nothing.”
“But I know what’s underneath,” he whispered, nibbling on her neck. “And I want it all.”
“Jesus, man, I’m working. Control yourself,” she demanded, breathless as his hands snaked around her, cupping her ass.
“Never,” he said before capturing her mouth with his. She knew she shouldn’t get lost in his kisses, but that wasn’t possible, no matter how hard she tried. As he drew the kisses out, her insides went to mush and the spot between her legs filled with heat. Pulling away, she gasped for breath as he started to pull her away.
“Markus, I’m working.”
He stopped at the door. “Time check!”
“Markus! Please!” Lucy complained, but then she laughed. “Ten minutes!”
“We got ten minutes,” he said to her before pulling open the door to the room beside Lucy’s, a room that appeared to be a coat closet. “Which is really twenty.”
Closing the door, he pushed her into the wall, his body crashing into hers before she said, “And what in the world do you think is going to happen?”
He grinned, his teeth so white in the dark closet. “I mean, I can tell ya, or I can show you.”
Her breath caught as he took her camera and set it carefully on the ground before taking her body in his hands. It was completely dark. She couldn’t see a thing; she could only feel him. For some reason, that thrilled her even more than the fact that she knew she shouldn’t be doing this.
But she wanted to.
So damn bad.
Moving his hands down her body, he caught her mouth with his as he pulled her dress up and then over her head, leaving her in only the black bra and thong she wore. Not that he could see it, but that didn’t stop him from pushing her thong to the side and sliding his fingers between her legs into her center.
“God, you’re so fucking wet,” he groaned against her lips as she cried out.
“Only for you,” she said, and instantly, she was proud of her sex talk.
Especially when he moaned her name, finding her clit before ruthlessly flicking his fingers against it. Crying against his neck, she clung to him as he took her out of this world and into the next. Her body shook, thrashed against his as he kept on, wanting her to find her release. She had never experienced such a rush of emotions in her life until the moment that Markus’s hands touched her in her most private spots. She had masturbated before, it wasn’t that she hadn’t ever come, but it was different when Markus was the one taking control. It shook her to her core, and as she came, her body clenching tight as she squeezed her lips shut, she knew she had never experienced anything like this before.
It wasn’t just the fact that she was getting her release; it shook her because of who was doing it.
A man she loved, wholeheartedly.
“Fuck me,” he groaned as her pussy throbbed, her release taking away her breath as her body flushed with heat.
“Okay,” she gasped, and his laughter was strained as he held her, kissing her neck. It was so dark, but she could sense his grin, his dark eyes on her before she heard the tear of a condom packet and then his zipper. She couldn’t see him coming, but when he lifted her leg, she knew where he was and braced herself against the wall. She prayed it wouldn’t hurt like it had before, but she really didn’t have any time to prepare before he entered her with one thrust, filling her completely. To her surprise, though, it didn’t hurt as much as it had. It was uncomfortable but only for a second before he started moving in and out of her with a need she couldn’t see but could definitely feel. He wanted to be gentle, she knew he did, but she didn’t think he could. His hands were shaking, his breath was coming out in spurts, and his cock was throbbing inside of her as he moved urgently.