Legally Bound 2: Against The Law (11 page)

“Wrap your legs around me,” he panted against her lips.

Rita obeyed his command without thinking as Marcus kissed her throat. His open-mouthed kisses were making her insides turn into liquid fire. Marcus was grinding against her heat making her crazy.

“Marcus,” she whimpered as he kissed the tops of her breasts.

Marcus wrapped his arms around her tightly and turned for the bed. She fit so perfectly in his arms. This was his girl, his woman, there was nothing going to stop him from pleasing her tonight. Her little pleas for him were going to be answered once and for all.

Marcus placed her gently on the bed and climbed over her devouring her mouth once again. He let his tongue sweep her mouth like he was trying to memorize it. He had to slow down; he knew it, but this was Rita. He loved her so much and had dreamed of this moment for five years now. This was the moment he’d give her exactly what she wanted so that she would stay.

Marcus kissed a trail down her jawline to her neck, her collarbone, and then slowly he started little sucking kisses on the tops of her breasts. Rita whimpered and locked her fingers in his hair. She could feel a deep clenching in her belly as she writhed beneath him.

Marcus reached to lightly run a finger along the seam of her folds as he sucked her left peek into his mouth. The hardened tip was so sweet in his mouth, and her folds were already soaked. He could tell from her breathing she was getting close, and he had barely started.

“Baby, you’re so responsive,” Marcus groaned as his eyes watched her body’s reaction.

He held on to his restraint and slipped one finger into her tight hot heat. He groaned again as her hot silk sucked his finger in. She was incredibly tight.

Rita threw her head back and bucked off the bed as Marcus pumped his finger into her and captured her other hardened tip and gave it some love and attention. He gently added a second finger and within a short breath, Rita was crashing over the edge.

Marcus kissed his way down her trembling belly as she caught her breath. He stopped at her belly button to worship it for a moment. He used to want to stick his tongue in it and suck at her flat belly for hours. Now that he was really getting the chance to he couldn’t decide what he wanted to spend more time on.

Finally giving into the aroma that was calling him, he moved further down dropping kisses along the way. He looked up at her with a questioning smile as he took in her Brazilian wax. Rita just bit her lip staring down at him with those big green eyes.

Marcus watched her as he caressed her folds that were drenched. Rita started to moan again, but she held his gaze. Marcus loved that, it was such a turn on to have his baby watching him as he pleased her. He slipped his two fingers back inside her and reached to roll one of her sensitive peaks between his thumb and forefinger.

Rita couldn’t believe she was able to respond to him again and so quickly. It was like the orgasm was being channeled from every part of her body. Her hips were moving of their own accord as he masterfully worked her body.

“Marcus,” Rita gasped.

Marcus slipped his hands under her legs and wrapped them around her thighs pinning her to the bed. He lowered his mouth to her sex and flicked his tongue up her slit. When he reached her clit, he flicked it with his tongue then trapped it with his mouth.

Rita exploded on impact. Marcus groaned around her sensitive bud pulling another orgasm from her before she could ride the last one out. He was in awe of his girl. It was like she had a hair trigger and he was pulling it every time. Marcus lapped up her sweet juices while watching her come down from multiple orgasms.

“Fuck Baby, are you always this responsive,” Marcus said in astonishment as he looked up at her.

Rita’s eyes widened, and she bit her lip as she looked back at him. She quickly diverted her eyes making sure not to look at him. Marcus was curious now. He climbed back up her body and cupped her face with one hand as he brushed a strand of damp curls from her face.

“What,” he breathed in her face and then tilted his head to search her eyes. They were wide with what looked like embarrassment and innocence. Marcus really wanted an answer now. “I asked the question Rita so that I can handle the answer. Do you respond to everyone like this or just me?”

Rita placed her hands on his bare skin under his shirt. She let her lip pop from between her teeth and looked him in the eyes. “I wouldn’t know,” she said shyly.

Marcus’s eyes widen this time. His mouth fell open, but no words would come out. He didn’t think it was possible for him to be any harder than he was a few moments ago but if she was saying what he was thinking, it definitely had him hard as steel now.

“You mean you never…no one has ever…wait… are you still,” Marcus could barely think let alone ask a question.

“You’re the first man to ever see me naked,” Rita said coyly then look down at his chest. “I’m still a virgin.”

Marcus’s breath hitched, and he crushed his lips to her already swollen ones. Rita tugged at the last of the buttons on his shirt and when they wouldn’t budge she tugged at the hem and pulled it over his head. Marcus refastened his lips to hers once the shirt was out of the way deepening the kiss. Rita pulled his tongue into her mouth and sucked on it.

She reached for his belt tugging at it, and Marcus broke the kiss to sit back on his heels and unfasten the belt. He tore his pants open making short work of shucking them and his briefs off. Rita’s eyes widened, and she pushed back against the headboard.

“Marcus,” she gasped. “That is not going to fit inside me.”

Marcus threw his head back and chuckled. He grabbed his shaft and stroked it while giving Rita a sexy grin. His lids were hooded as he drank in the sight before him. He shook his head slowly.

“It will fit, trust me, Baby, it was made just for you,” Marcus said cockily as he reached for Rita’s ankles and pulled her back toward him.

Rita looked at his chiseled body and tried not to look back down at his pulsing manhood. He was not just long he was thick.
It’s a recipe for pain
, Rita thought.

“Relax Baby,” Marcus murmured against her neck. “I missed you so much.”

Rita tried to block his words out. The more she let him in, the more it would hurt in the morning. Who was she kidding this was Marcus? His words went right to her heart and knotted her stomach.

“I missed you too,” slipped out her mouth without her permission.

Marcus shifted so he was hovering above her and his massive erection was resting against her sex. He locked gazes with Rita stroking her hair out of her face. If this was a drunken dream, he never wanted to wake up.

“I love you,” he said with such sincerity Rita knew she would be broken after this night. “I need to know Rita. Do you still love me?”

“Yes, I never stopped,” Rita breathed.

Marcus sighed in relief and reached to guide himself into her slick folds. Inch by slow inch he entered her, when he hit her barrier he pulled almost all the way out.

“Are you ready,” Marcus asked watching her innocent eyes plead with his.

“Yes,” she breathed.

Marcus thrust into her, demolishing her walls. Rita bit back her cries as her eyes watered with tears. Marcus groaned and cursed under his breath as he allowed her to adjust to his intrusion. Rita’s nails were biting into his back driving him insane, making him want to move. Her hands felt perfect on him.

“Are you okay,” Marcus rasps.

“Yes,” Rita said sweetly in a husky voice even she didn’t recognize. She relaxed beneath him and tried to move her hips to satisfy the ache that was building.

“Slow down Baby,” Marcus groaned as he started to move inside her. “Oh, you’re so tight and wet.”

Marcus tried to restrain himself as best he could; he was only a little over two-quarters of the way in. Her green eyes were locked with his begging him for more. He picked up the pace a little as she started to moan and met him thrust for thrust. This was so much better than either of them imagined. Marcus reached under her to cup the globes of her ass.

“Ah, Marcus,” Rita cried out.

Marcus growled while grinding his hips, before finally pushing into the hilt. Rita cried out with the fullness of having all of him. Rita locked her long legs around his back and dug her nails in deeper.

“Oh yeah Baby,” Marcus groaned, “oh yeah.”

Marcus thought he would be able to make love to her the first time, but his threads of control were snapping. He started to pump in and out of her faster and harder, swallowing her cries with his own mouth. He could tell she was getting close once again.

“God Baby,” Marcus growled. “I love you so much. You feel so good.”

Marcus’s words were like a shot to her sex and her heart. Rita’s orgasm pulled from the crown of her head to the soles of her feet. Her toes curled and her back buck straight off the mattress as she trembled around and beneath him.

Rita felt like he was everywhere. She was so full with him, and his large body was wrapped around her. It was the most perfect feeling she ever felt.

Marcus felt her orgasm rock through her, but he couldn’t stop. He had to play her body for at least one more big one. He could tell she was firing off smaller multiples, and he was in sheer awe from how sexy she was, coming beneath him. He continued to pound into her growing close himself.

“That’s it Baby, cum for me,” he panted as he reached to pinch her right nipple and sucked the left into his mouth.

“Marcus… please… I don’t think I can again. Oh Baby, please. Ah… Marcus…Ah… fuck I’m coming,” Rita yelled.

Marcus smiled against her breast. He loved hearing Rita talk dirty with her sexy raspy voice. All at once it hit him. This was his woman, his baby, his Rita. He was inside the only woman he wanted. He slid his hands up her arms and locked his fingers with hers.

Rita’s head thrashed from side to side with her eye screwed tight. Marcus needed this moment. He needed her to see what she meant to him, and he needed to see what he meant to her.

“Baby look at me,” Marcus panted.

Rita opened her eyes letting her big green orbs lock with his grey. It was in that moment that he saw her heart lay bare. She did still love him; it was in her eyes. Her walls tightened around him yet again and this time, he couldn’t fight it. He felt his hot seed spill into her as his manhood pulsed deep inside her as she climaxed around him.

“You’re mine,” Marcus growled with his release.

“I love you,” Rita breathed. She’d already gone too far to come back safely.

For tonight, Rita just wanted to be honest and put her feelings out there like she would have if this night was real. If Marcus wasn’t drunk and cheating on his fiancée, if she wasn’t a fool letting him take her without wanting to keep her. She wanted to believe his words were just as real. Tonight she didn’t want to think about how he was going to break her heart in the morning.

It was so perfect. Marcus couldn’t wait to start the rest of his life with this woman. He had absolutely no doubts that she was made for him, as he pressed his damp forehead to hers and their breath became one.

Marcus collapsed to his side and pulled her with him to rest against his chest. Marcus kissed the top of her head as he ran his fingers through the short side of her hair. He was still catching his breath from the best sex he had had in his life.

“Marcus,” Rita called as she turned her face up to look at him.

“Yeah Baby,” Marcus replied lifting his head to look down at her.

“I’m sorry about what I did to us. I was young and stupid,” Rita started.

Marcus pulled her face to his and kissed her deeply cutting her words off. “It’s the past. What matters is right now. You’re here in my arms where you belong and that’s all that I want to think about,” Marcus said to reassure her.

Rita nodded sadly. Of course, he only wanted to think about now. He had a fiancée somewhere that he was going back to.

Marcus dug his large hand in her hair and massaged her scalp. She always used to love when he did that. He kissed her forehead.

“Give me a minute, I’ll run us a bath. Do you want me to go down and get you something to drink,” Marcus asked like the attentive boyfriend she remembered him being.

“No, I’m fine,” Rita smiled at him and snuggled closer.

Chapter 15

M
arcus had a thousand thoughts running through his mind. First thing tomorrow when they returned home, he was going to get her a new ring. This time, he was going to propose right away. He had to come up with something good he was sure she heard about Bobby’s big proposal.

He couldn’t afford to leave anything to chance. He had to go see Julia and let her know things were over indefinitely. That was going to be awkward but this time, he had a reason to just end things.

He would need to find them a house. He was never taking Rita to that apartment again after having another woman stay there. Maybe something close to mom and dad’s now that Paige and Bobby would be taking their place over. Bobby would love having someone like Rita around for Paige now that she is expecting.

Marcus looked down at Rita. He couldn’t wait for the day she was pregnant with their first baby. He reached for her hand that was tracing his chest and laced his fingers with it.

“What made you cut your hair,” Marcus asked as curiosity got the best of him.

Rita shrugged her shoulders. “I needed a change, everything seemed to be so out of control, and it was the one thing I had power over.”

“And the color, why red,” Marcus mused as he picked up a strand.

“That was your sister and Anton’s idea. I was going to go with something darker. You know brown or something,” Rita sighed. “What, you don’t like it?”

Marcus stiffened at the mention of Anton’s name. He tried not to be insanely jealous. He had just been the first to be inside her after all, so things hadn’t gone that far with her ex. It still burned him up though that another man used to hold her.

Marcus cleared his throat to regroup. Things were perfect right now he didn’t want that to change. He started to knead her shoulders.

“I think it’s sexy but you know I loved you the way you were,” Marcus replied.

“Well, I love you with longer hair.” Rita shrugged. She reached to tuck his hair behind his ear. It was just past his ears now, and he kept it combed into a regal style though it was mussed from sex now. “I guess everything has to change sometime.”

Marcus kissed her forehead as he felt the conversation taking a turn that could be dangerous. “I’ll be right back,” he murmured and slipped out of the bed.

Rita watched his taut buns move into the bathroom, and she smiled and giggled to herself. If someone would have told her yesterday that she was going to sleep with Marcus Mairettie, she probably would have slapped them really hard. Watching him now, all she could think about was doing it again. He was amazing.

Between the stories from high school friends, Anton and the models on set she wasn’t expecting any of it. She was totally freaked out by his question about her response to him. She wasn’t sure how to tell him she was saving herself for him. Even when she didn’t think it would ever happen, she didn’t see herself dating or falling into someone else’s bed.

~B
~

Marcus turned the water on to run them a bath. He smiled to himself, their first bath together. There were so many firsts he couldn’t wait to have with her.

Marcus grabbed the bubble bath in the basket on the countertop and poured it into the water. Vanilla and raspberry, one of Rita’s favorites. Marcus chuckled to himself this whole night had his mother’s signature all over it, so much for not meddling in his love life any longer.

Marcus turned to the mirror and ran his fingers through his hair. Looking down at his body, he could see the evidence that his girl was indeed a virgin before tonight. Marcus furrowed his brows in deep thought. She was twenty-five and a beautiful woman.

Why hadn’t she been with someone before now? Why hadn’t she slept with her fiancé? Marcus’s first thought was that she wanted to wait until after marriage, but she had just willingly let him take her tonight, with no reservations.

When she told him, she was a virgin the thought of waiting had crossed his mind for a millisecond. That was short lived when his cock was screaming at him to finally be buried deep inside her. Marcus shook the thought off and smiled.

Whatever the reason he had been her first just like they had planned. He turned on the sink to clean up a bit before getting in the bathtub with Rita. When he was done, he turned off the sink and tub and returned to the bedroom.

His beauty was still on the bed looking up at the ceiling in thought. Marcus walked to the side of the bed and pecked her on the lips before scooping her up into his arms.

“Marcus,” Rita giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Marcus captured her lips and kissed her as he carried her into the bathroom. He was in love with this woman. She meant everything to him. He had no idea how he ever thought he could go through life without her.

He placed her on her feet in the tub before stepping in behind her. Wrapping his arms around her, he sank down into the water pulling her down with him. She was so made for him. With her long limbs and curves, that fit into him.

Marcus nuzzled her neck and cupped her full heavy breasts in his hands. She was all woman now. Her breasts were large and full but still tight and perky. They were just large enough to fill his large hands, spilling over just a little.

Marcus was in love with her body. He was growing hard against her back just thinking about it. He began to roll her nipples between his fingers. Rita’s head rolled back against his shoulder, and a moan escaped her lips.

“You like that Baby,” Marcus whispered against her ear.

“Yes,” Rita said breathily.

Marcus let one hand glide down her body under the water to find her swollen nub. He knew he should be gentle with her, but he couldn’t keep his hands off of her. Rita started to writhe against him as she reached back and pushed her fingers into his hair and pulled his face to hers.

Marcus gave her a tender yet passionate kiss. There was no rush this time. They had the rest of their lives together. Marcus sucked her full bottom lip into his mouth and Rita groaned loudly.

“Babe,” Rita pleaded, “I want you.”

Marcus smirked, his girl didn’t have to ask but once. “Get on your knees and face the mirror,” Marcus ordered.

Rita moved forward and did as he said facing the mirror across from the tub. She placed her hands on the edge of the tub and got on her knees. Marcus watched as the water cascaded down her luscious backside. He bit his lip and smiled. He was going to enjoy this.

Marcus climbed up behind Rita and paused at her entrance. He looked into the mirror and smiled at the look of anticipation on her face. He smirked sexily at her as she locked eyes with him and gave her a swift slap on the left cheek.

Rita yelped and turned to look him in the eyes. She narrowed her eyes at him then giggled and bit her lip before wiggling against him. He groaned and slapped her on the other cheek. This time, Rita moaned and pushed back against him.

He started to enter her slowly. Rita’s breath caught, and her grip tightened on the tub edge. He was so much deeper this way. She didn’t think he could get any deeper, and then he pressed his hand down on her lower back arching it more, and she was done for.

“Oh God Marcus,” she cried out.

“Oh Baby, you’re amazing,” Marcus hissed through his teeth.

It was too good for him to hold back this time. He started to pound into her as he watched her face in the mirror. He loved the look of ecstasy on her face. Her lips were parted, and her eyes were rolled back in her head. He gripped her hips to anchor him as the water splashed and slushed beneath them.

“Fuck Rita,” Marcus panted when he felt her tightening around him.

He looked down at her butt slapping against his pelvis and growled. He didn’t know he was an ass man until now. He grabbed a hold of her cheeks and spread them as he watched his shaft push in and out of her. It was the hottest thing he’d ever seen. Watching her brown skin slap against him and her pink folds stretch around him while her juices coated him was such a turn on.

“Marcus, I’m coming,” Rita cried out as she started to feel like she was floating from the room.

“I’m right with you, Baby. Cum for me,” Marcus rasped.

Rita came around him, and he pumped inside her with three more hard thrusts as he came to his own climax. He’d never cum so hard; it was almost painful. He slumped over her cradling her in his arms as he caught his breath. After a moment, he gently slumped back against the tub bringing her with him but not pulling out of her.

Rita let her head rest back on his shoulder she was totally spent now. Marcus gently caressed her belly and nuzzled her neck.
This is such a sweet moment
; Rita thought as she committed it to memory. It would be something to keep her warm and happy in the nights to come.

She was sure Marcus had ruined her for other men. No one would live up to what he did to her tonight she didn’t even want to try. Marcus started to gently bath her skin. Rita closed her eyes and sighed in pleasure.

“What are you thinking right now,” Marcus murmured against her ear.

Blinking her eyes open she smiled. “That you are amazing, and I’m glad I waited for you… for this,” Rita said coyly.

Marcus paused. He had so many questions, but it didn’t seem like the right time for them. He didn’t want to ask what kept her from sleeping with her ex. It was just going to bitter his mood.

“I promise it gets better,” he chuckled in her ear trying to keep things light.

Rita went rigid. Marcus was becoming frustrated, as long as they were having sex they were fine. Any time he tried to talk to her things started to tense up. He had no idea what he was saying and doing wrong. He had long since burned the alcohol off. He was sure he was thinking straight. Well as straight as he could think with Rita around.

“Is everything okay,” he chanced asking her.

“Yes,” she murmured. “Marcus, I know that you said you didn’t want to talk about the past, but I just need you to know something. I never meant to hurt you. In Italy, it wasn’t –”

Marcus cut her words off with a kiss. He never wanted to think about that day in Italy ever again in his life. She was his now, and he was taking her home where she belonged, nothing else mattered.

Rita moaned into his mouth and melted into his arms. She forgot what she was trying to say and let him take over. Marcus held her until she started to shiver in the water. He finished bathing her quickly and toweled her off before carrying her to bed.

Marcus pulled the covers back and placed her on the bed before climbing inside with her and pulling the covers back over them. Marcus reached for Rita and tucked her in his arms. He was exhausted as the events of the last four days caught up with him, but content.

“I love you, Rita,” he murmured before he drifted to sleep.

Tears rolled down her cheeks as his arms tightened around her. This was the end of a perfect night. A night she would have to remember and cherish for the rest of her life. In the morning, everything would change.