her shorts. Pulling them down slightly, Marcus licked along the markings they left. Sydney wiggled beneath him with excitement. In one swift move her shorts were off and on the floor.
His nose pressed against her clit as he turned his head left then right, extending his tongue rapidly. If Marcus had hair, Sydney would have had her fingers entangled in it. Instead, she had the firmest hold of his earlobes, raising her hips every time Marcus moved his tongue. He drove her wild until she reached her first orgasm.
In a moment, Marcus pushed inside Sydney, and she felt pure ecstasy. Sydney clawed his ass. Marcus had Sydney’s legs pressed above her shoulders. After every thrust, Sydney gasped a louder “oh”.
After Sydney reached her second orgasm, Marcus rolled to his back and pulled Sydney on top of him. She lifted her hips slowly and thrust down, taking him deeper and deeper until she felt Marcus’s legs stiffen underneath her ass. She rode him like that until he came, milking him with her orgasm until the very end.
Completely exhausted and soaking wet with sweat, they lay side by side holding hands.
Later, when Sydney could feel the steady beat of Marcus’ heart against her cheek, she asked, “Babe, are you sleeping?”
“No, what’s up?” Marcus mumbled.
“Why do you have a housekeeper? Is your house that big? I know Rockford Park is a pretty upscale neighborhood.”
“I have a housekeeper because I don’t like to cook or clean. Even though I live alone, the house gets very dusty because I don’t have much in it, and Stella keeps it clean and full of good cooked food.” He rubbed Sydney’s shoulders. “You’re going to love Stella, and she‘s going to absolutely adore you.”
“Does Stella live with you?”
“She could if she wanted to because I have plenty of bedrooms, but she lives with her husband.” He gazed at Sydney. “I’d like to have a wife to come home to me.”
“How many bedrooms does your house have?” Why does he keep beating around the bush? How fucking big is this house? Is it big enough for me and my kids?
“Six bedrooms and four and a half baths.” It’s all pretty much empty though, except for my bedroom, the garages, and my office.”
“I’m very confused. You have this huge house, but you don’t have anything in it? What’s the deal, Marcus? Are you OCD or something?”
“I fell in love with the house. It’s an old Georgian Villa. The office is completely decorated because I’m in it most of the time working. My bedroom has furniture and clothes in the walk-in-closet. The garages are full of my toys. The rest of the house is empty because I never use the rooms and don’t know what to do with them.” He looked a little sad. “I always wished I’d have someone to share it with. I would love it if you would share it with me.”
Sydney was completely surprised by his proclamation. “Where would I put my clothes if your clothes are already in the walk-in closet?” She smiled jokingly and waited for a reaction.
“I’m very serious, I would love it if you and the kids would come and live with me in my house. I’ll even let you put your clothes in the other walk-in closet,” he said, smiling.
“Oh, boy, I’ll get my own walk-in closet.” She laughed. “I would love to live with you in what sounds like a beautiful home, but I’m not sure my kids are ready to just pack up and move. I’ll have to sit down and discuss it with them.” She ran her fingers along his mustache. “I can’t even imagine what it would be like to be with you all the time.”
“I’m almost positive you don’t live far from me. That would mean the kids wouldn’t have to change schools. You’re already familiar with the area. The only thing that would change would be that you’d come home to me.” He grabbed her hand and kissed its palm.
“You do understand it’s gonna take some time. I can’t go home with you now.”
“However long it takes, I’ll wait. But
C. J. Cherryh
Learning to Kill: Stories
John O'Riley
Brenda Sinclair
Christopher George
Stephen Lloyd Jones
Karl Iagnemma
Celya Bowers
Jill Gregory
Aria Cunningham