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Marcus buried his face in her hair and laughed. She hit his shoulder again and tried to roll him on his back, but he was too heavy.
“I’m serious!”
Marcus slid off her and began to undress. She came up on her elbows to watch the show. Despite the fact they had hooked up several times, she hadn’t seen him completely nude. She waited with bated breath as Marcus bared his body for her delectation. Marcus Fletcher was fine. He had a sculpted body with hair on his chest that led straight to his moneymaker. He had broad shoulders and muscles in all the right places—arms, abdomen, thighs. His hip bones were prominent and made her mouth water with the need to trace them with her tongue. She sat up and stripped off her jacket.
“No, let me.”
He pulled her to the edge of the bed and pulled off the bomber jacket. She worked the dress over her hips and held her hands in the air so he could pull it off. He stilled when he saw her matching black lace lingerie set. She grinned, enjoying his bemused reaction. When thirty seconds passed without a word, she decided to speed things up by widening her legs.
“Mr. Fletcher, I’ve been soooo naughty,” she said in her high-pitched schoolgirl voice.
Marcus visibly stiffened. She was about to muster up a girly giggle, but that wasn’t necessary. He launched himself at her. Her back hit the mattress even as he ripped her flimsy string bikini off and sank into her.
“I told you about that voice,” he growled.
“You like it,” she whispered as she ran her nails down his back.
He cupped her breast and thumbed her nipple. “I finally have you in a bed. I wanted to take my time—”
He broke off as she rocked beneath him.
“Carmen.”
She ran her hand through his damp hair. “You can take your time next round.”
He took her at her word and got to work. He did her missionary style. Rough, hard, and deep. She urged him on with her schoolgirl voice until she was too lost in the moment. He came first, but she didn’t mind. She rolled him onto his back and rode him until she found her own orgasm. She flopped on top of him, cheek pressed against his heaving chest.
“Twice today without a condom,” he said, “You been with anyone else besides me?”
“No,” she murmured sleepily.
A hand cupped her cheek. She opened one eye to see him smiling and looking extremely smug. “That’s good news, babe.”
“I’ve had a slow week,” she joked.
He chuckled as he tipped her to the side and curled himself around her. One arm wrapped her close as he buried his face in her hair and took a deep breath.
“You have anywhere to be?” he asked.
“No.”
“Then sleep,” he said and twined his leg with hers.
He rested heavily against her. She closed her eyes and absorbed the feel of a man holding her close. She could feel the incremental differences between Marcus and Vinny and immediately stopped trying to compare them and just let it be. It hadn’t just been a long week; it had been years of stress and heartache, but right now, she was at peace, and she wanted to savor it.
“You’re safe here,” Marcus murmured into her hair.
“I know.” She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and let it all go.
16
Carmen crackedopen one eye and surveyed her bare surroundings for a full minute before she remembered where she was. She was with Marcus in her future house. She stretched beneath the sheets and found that she was alone in bed. She padded into the amazing bathroom and gave the bathtub a longing glance before she stepped into the shower big enough for four people.
Her mind was cloudy from sex and sleep, but she felt better than she had in days. Sex had always been her drug of choice. She liked sex with food, sex with alcohol, sex with costumes … She wasn’t picky. Sex made her feel alive, wanted, powerful, sensual. Marcus was doing a damn good job of keeping her topped up.
She stepped out of the shower and felt no qualms about going through Marcus’s closet to find something to wear. She settled on a thin white tee with a small V neck. It was soft and rode high on her thighs. Her stomach rumbled as she made her way to the kitchen. She turned on the lights and fell in love all over again. The house wasn’t too big or too small; it was just right. Everything was strategically placed and tailor-made for her. This was her house; she just needed to convince Marcus of that.
She heard the rumble of his voice coming from the office. She went into the garage to fetch her phone from his car. She had three missed phone calls from her mom, one from Lyla, and one from an unknown number. She dialed her mom as she walked into the house.
