The delicious smell of something cooking in the kitchen woke me up. Whatever it was that he was making smelled to die for. I had dozed off a while ago and wasn’t sure what time it was. Moving the heavy comforter off me to sit up, I found my naked body underneath.
“Okay! Where the fuck did I leave my clothes?”
Beside me, a couple of opened condom foil packets rested on the nightstand, and I huffed. My hand reached up to push my bedraggled black hair away from my face.
Gosh, could that man fuck!
Once he got in the truck last night, he just sat and took off. For the first time, Mark drove in silence. Once we got to his house, he parked the truck and then glanced at me.
“Can we talk about it later? I need time to calm down before getting to it,” he pleaded, and I agreed. He still looked pissed as hell. Taking his time would do him well.
“I thought chickens couldn’t fly,” I mentioned in a low tone and chuckled. “Fuck, was I wrong!” I snorted after the joke, thinking that maybe something funny could do the trick, and it did. Mark laughed with me in his deep tone. I loved that sound.
“Come here.” Mark pulled me to him, and the rest was history. By the time we made it to the door, half of my clothes were already off, and when we made it to the bed, he was already ramming inside of me. If anyone asked me how that man could walk and fuck at the same time, I wouldn’t be able to answer it. He must have wanted to take all his frustration out because Mark fucked me like the Energizer bunny on crack. The moment he stopped drilling, I fell asleep. It was as if someone had turned the light off, and I was out.
Everything happened so fast that I didn’t have a chance to look around well, but what I had seen, I liked. Mark’s home was simple, like a regular dude’s home with sports stuff in some corners and completely deprived of decor. It seemed as if he had what he needed and nothing more.
What I liked the most about his house was its location. Yes, it was close to a road, but it wasn’t very busy, and right across from it was a small lake. The view was marvelous. Behind his house was a rocky hill, more like a solid rock wall. The house itself was small but not tiny. To its left side was a two-car, oversized garage, and the driveway was short—just enough to park the truck.
Since the house was longer than it was wide, almost every room had a delightful lake view. His room had one window with a lake view and the other facing the rocks on the hill. At first, I thought it was a bit dumb, but while we were fucking, it rained, and the water falling over the rocks made it look like a fountain. It was nice.
Standing up from the bed, I searched for my clothes and found the restroom. Without asking, I made myself at home and took a quick shower. Since the wall tiles were already wet when I got in, I knew he had also showered. Luckily, Mark had shampoo in the stall, and I washed my hair and body with it. Anything was better than the mess I was in.
Once done, I took a fresh towel from the small closet inside his bathroom and dried myself. I quickly dried my hair before tossing the towel into the basket.
At the end of the small hallway, I had a perfect view of the kitchen where Mark was cooking with his back turned to me. Mark’s hair was wet, his torso bared, and his gray sweatpants hung low on his hips. Something told me there wasn’t anything under the gray fabric, and the naughty part that lived in me went straight to find that out.
Still naked, I took stealthy steps, getting closer to him. Mark didn’t even notice I was there, eating him up with my eyes.
Heavens! The man was perfect! Look at that ass!
I crept closer with my hands in front of me, ready to grab that ass, when he abruptly turned and looked my way. Mark caught me hunched, walking like a burglar with my hands curved into claws, and he glanced at them.
“What are you doing?” Mark bit his lip, amused by the sight, holding back a laugh.
Defeated, I stood straight and let my hands fall in surrender. “Man! I wanted to grab your ass when you weren’t looking.” He skimmed my exposed body, and I didn’t miss the gulping.
“Dae, I heard the shower. I knew you were up already. I was actually wondering what was taking you so long.”
“Well, I can’t sneak for shit! That’s what happened.” I moved a little closer. “Can I still grab it?” A grin stretched my lips.
“Dae!” Mark shook his head and turned the stove off. “Grab it later. Dinner is ready,” he announced with a smile.
“Mmm! Is it?” I dropped to my knees and looked up at him through my eyelashes. “I can’t wait to taste it.” Hooking my hands in his waistband, I pulled his sweatpants down and was glad to know my theory was right. He had nothing under. I took his soft cock in my hand and jerked it.
“Oh, fuck! Dae!” Mark sighed but put a hand on my head. Yep, he wanted this as well. He covered the pots as his dick slowly got hard in my hand. When my lips encircled that spongy head of his, he groaned.
“Aahh! Let’s eat together.” Mark took his hard cock out of my mouth and pulled me up to stand. Closing the space between us, he hugged and kissed me. Mark grabbed my ass, and I knew what he wanted. I jumped in his arms, straddling his waist with my legs, and he carried me to the living room sofa. Once there, he sat on it, then laid down.
“Turn around and sit that pussy on my face,” Mark ordered with a smack on my ass that he then rubbed. He didn’t have to ask twice. I turned around and sat my muffin on that hot mouth of his. Mark spread my lips and began to eat away.
“Aahh!” I moaned, and he placed a colossal, heavy hand on my back to push me down. My chest rested over his hard one, and I immediately took his thick cock and began sucking. We pleased each other in that way for a long while. At times, I would grind on him, and he would thrust up and make me gag on it. Mark would touch my entire body, spread my ass cheeks, holding them apart, and I would play with his heavy balls.
Dropping my head, I sunk his cock as deep as it could go, and Mark held my head down on him and moaned against my pussy. I must have been sucking him good because his legs were shaky, and his body trembled from time to time. Knowing how much he was enjoying it, I sucked him faster. Mark stopped eating me and man-moaned loudly, hardening his grip on my ass. He came. I felt his jizz sprouting inside my mouth with every pulse of his cock, and I sucked him with it, letting it slip past my lips and fall on his thighs.
Once down from his high, Mark continued to eat away. This time, he inserted his fingers into me and made me see stars. At first, I put my hands on each side of him and stayed on all fours, but soon, pleasure consumed me, and I fully sat on him. With my hands on his chest for support, I ground on his tongue. My eyes were about to roll when he turned me around, made me face him, and continued pleasing me.
From that position, I could only see his nose and daring blue eyes. I rode that mouth faster, holding onto the sofa’s arm while he cupped my boobs and softly pinched my nipples. When the orgasm hit me, I tried to close my legs, but he held me by my hips and kept eating me. A porn star would wish she could let out lust-filled moans as loud as mine.
Just when I thought he would let me calm down from the orgasm, Mark moved me down on him, stood with me, and took me to his room. I laughed at how fast he walked there, almost running. Once in the room, he tossed me on his bed and fetched a condom from his nightstand. After rolling on the rubber in record time, he sank in between my legs.
“Fuck!” He gave a smack to my ass and unleashed the Kraken. That monster rammed into me so fast it triggered an orgasm.
“Ah, fuck, Mark. Uuhh, fuck! I’m coming!” I screamed, with my legs shaking while digging my nails into that sexy ass. The motherfucker hastened his thrusts.
“What? Already? That’s fast, babe.” He laughed as he savagely fucked me, and that deep laughter of his soon became loud moans of pleasure. For some reason, I found that familiar.
A few more deliciously meaty thrusts and I came, screaming out as if I was being murdered. Mark never stopped fucking or kissing me. His lips quieted my cries, and soon, I felt him slow down his pace to put all his concentration into it. He devoured my lips so passionately I could feel every hair on my skin react to it.
While giving long, sensual thrusts, he continued to kiss me. It was hot, but it felt sweet as well. Taking a break to breathe, Mark kissed down my neck and chest.
“Do you like this, babe?”
“Love it!” I tangled my hand in his short hair.
Mark continued the slow and sensual mood, focusing on me. He rubbed my clit, kissed my nipples, ran warm kisses all over my body, and caressed every inch of my skin with his hands. His delicious lips attached to my neck, and he buried his cock deep inside me when I finally understood what was happening.
Oh, fuck! He was making love to me.
So, this was it? Was this how it felt? My eyes widened. He was acting like a true gentleman, keeping his speed just right—not too slow or fast. Placing my hands on his muscular back, I slowly scratched it with my short nails, and he groaned.
“I’m so close.” Mark sighed, moving faster. His throbbing member was building up the perfect amount of pressure inside me.
“I’m coming,” I announced, digging my nails into his skin.
“I’m coming with you.” Mark stopped kissing my neck and looked straight into my eyes as we orgasmed together. Our mouths parted at the overwhelming sensation, and he kissed me again.
Holy shit!
I had never felt this way with anyone, and that freaked me the fuck out. Mark rolled off me and lay beside me, breathless.
“Oh, wow!” The thought left my lips as my eyes got glued to that body. I wanted to lick his abs.
Lifting my head to take a better look at his chest, I studied his divine features. He was somewhat hairy, his chest, his legs, above his cock. Still, he was as hot as hell itself. I leaned to my side, touched him, and ran a finger over him like we had done it for the first time.
“What? Too hairy for you, sweetheart?” Mark turned toward me, rubbed his fingers on my mount, and smiled. I smacked his shoulder.
“What? No! The complete opposite.” I ran my finger over his chest again. “I like it.” Leaning forward, I gave him a small peck. He kept touching me right over my pussy, and I noticed I, too, had started to grow my hair. He didn’t seem to mind at all. I spent years trying to look perfect for a man who never went down on me, and here was Mark, enjoying my body just as it was.
“What made you think that?” I caressed his face and touched his beard. I hoped he didn’t think I lied when I said I liked it.
Mark kissed me and snickered. “I don’t know. . . never mind. You do like hairy things, don’t you?” He kept laughing, and I furrowed my brows. He wasn’t completely wrong there. Mark couldn’t stop chuckling, and I joined him. Man! I love to hear him laugh. Perfect smile!
We hugged in silence for a few minutes before I sat up. “I better go. I have so much to do!”
“Now?”
“Yep.”
“Is it your work stuff?”
“Yep.”
“You brought all that with you. Do you want to stay and do it here?” he offered, pointing at the entrance. I left all my stuff in his truck.
“I’m not sure I can concentrate around you.” My eyes dropped toward the principal source of my distraction, and he moved the comforter and covered his dick.
“I’ll be on my best behavior. Please, stay,” he begged with a twinkle in his eyes, and I couldn’t say no. Better said, I didn’t want to. I thought about it and couldn’t find an excuse good enough to turn it down. I guessed I could stay and work beside him. Call me greedy, but I wanted to have the best of both worlds. Anyway, I would have wasted precious time on the road if we left then.
“Okay, I’ll work from here, but you’ll need to take me home in the morning. I have to stop by my place to get something new to wear.” I softly slapped a boob and made it bounce to prove my point. He grinned and took it in his hand.
“Okay. I’ll take you, but let’s eat first.” Mark got closer and kissed my nipple, sensually closing his lips around it and giving it a gentle suck.
“Again?” I gasped and covered my mouth. The enormous man sat up fast, as if someone had pinched his ass with a needle.
“Food, Dae! Fuck, woman!” Mark stood, and I chortled.
He tossed me one of his T-shirts, and I followed him out of the bedroom. Mark had cooked pasta Alfredo with grilled chicken, and I licked my fingers. While we ate, we talked.
The topic came up, and we ended up talking about our families. We both came from humble households. He told me he had his parents, who lived nearby, and a younger sister, who was about to get married and have a baby. I told him about my parents, their restaurant, and my perfect older brother, Dae Hyun. My brother was a physician already, with a position at a good research hospital—the nerd. Mark’s family seemed to be as simple and ordinary as mine was. If I ever met them, I didn’t think I’d feel like a fish out of water around them.
Hold on! Was I thinking about meeting them? Bitch, wake up! That was a no-go. A family meeting meant serious shit. Yep! I had to avoid that at all costs.
After dinner, he brought my stuff in from the truck, and we went to bed. While I worked, Mark lay next to me in silence. We were still naked, and he always kept a hand or his arm over me, feeling my skin. I didn’t even notice when he fell asleep, but around four in the morning, I closed my laptop, wiggled myself in between his arms, and napped.
Dozing off in his arms felt divine, and I wished I didn’t have to get up so soon. I could spend a day between those muscles and still want to remain in that spot for hours afterward. When the alarm went off, we showered, brushed our teeth, and grabbed something quick to eat. I wore my outfit from yesterday and walked to the truck.
“You don’t really have a lot of space for parking,” I noted. The OCD designer living in me showed her ass and opened her big mouth.
“Yeah, I know. A bit further in that direction is an empty lot, and I can use it for parking whenever I have many visitors coming over.” I looked at the way his finger pointed and nodded. I glanced back at him, and he scratched his neck.
“But we can’t see it from here. It’s a short walk.” He moved closer to the truck to open the door.
“Oh, no worries. My car is small. I bet I can make it fit somewhere around here,” I joked. Man, I couldn’t wait to have my own wheels again. I knew I was a pain in Aanya’s ass and his. “But just in case I can’t, show me next time.” I winked. Yep, I enjoyed spending the night working naked next to him, and I was sure we would repeat the task soon.
We got in the truck, and Mark addressed the elephant in the room as soon as he started it.
“We didn’t talk about it last night, so we should probably talk about it now,” he spoke with his eyes set on the road. I cringed but said nothing. What was there to say?
“Okay, I’ll start. I don’t want that guy anywhere near you.” Mark’s voice dropped its tone, and I cringed harder. It wasn’t like I could leave my job, especially not now.
“I have good news and bad news. The bad one you sort of know already, and the good one might become problematic. Which one do you want to hear first?”
“The good one!” he responded as soon as I asked. Straightforward!
“I got a chance!” I shouted. “I have worked for that firm like a slave for the last two years, and I finally got my big chance yesterday. A high-profile client demanded that I take charge of his project and gave me complete freedom to create whatever I want as long as it meets some simple requirements.” I cheered with both arms close to my body, wiggling my butt on the seat.
“That’s great news, Dae.” He looked at me, and I could see in his eyes that he was genuinely happy for me.
“The fucking best! Our boss told me that if I did well, he would give me a promotion! The thing is that Tucker, the flying chicken, has been my supervisor all this time, and if I get that promotion, I’ll sort of take his job. So. . . as you know, the bad news is that I can’t avoid him. He has worked for the firm for way longer than I have, and I would never waste this opportunity. But make no mistake! I will report him right away.” I assured him, and Mark sighed. Yep. He didn’t like it.
“Okay.” He cracked his neck. “Tell me if he crosses the line. I’m not kidding. Call me right away. What’s the complication?” Mark took a turn onto the main road.
“Well. . . I got a chance! And I’ll need to put as much time and dedication into it as I can, so we might not be able to spend as much time together,” I lamented with a sorry expression, and his mirrored mine.
“Oh, okay.” His expression remained stern, thinking. Mark kept quiet for about a minute before he spoke.
“I want you to do well, Dae. You worked hard for this. Let me help you. I can’t design for shit, but I can drive you if you need it. And make dinner for you, now and then, stuff like that. You do what you need to do, and I can support you, okay? Just like last night, you can do your work from my home.” Mark offered me the sweetest smile, and I melted.
“Really?” My eyes widened into puppy eyes. He was too good. With Jackson, I had to schedule everything, even the calls, and he would always cancel at the last minute. Things with Mark were so simple. He was so fucking cute.
“How can I repay you?” I sort of felt bad about it. I hadn’t had anyone other than my parents or Aanya do something so selfless for me.
“In the same way. Be there for me when I need you. It’s how it works, right?” he lazily mentioned it as if it was the most obvious thing. I could do that.
“Deal!” I kissed his bearded chin, and he smiled at me.
“Oh, and about Tucker, no worries. I can defend myself. Anyway, by the way you stared him down yesterday, I’m sure he won’t do shit to me.” I took his heavy hand and kissed it. He nodded.
“He better not.” The look on his face told me he would not completely let this go. I couldn’t blame him. If a deep-shit handled a girl like Tucker handled me, I, too, would have done some damage.
Minutes passed, and we made it to my apartment. He was about to stop at the entrance, but I didn’t let him.
“Park there!” I pointed at the empty lot to our left, and Mark followed my instructions. “Do you want to go up?” I asked while staring into his eyes.
“Ah. . . well, yeah, I guess.” He turned the truck off, and we got out.
“Heads up! I don’t live alone.” He raised an eyebrow when I announced it. “I have been living with my best friend for years.”
“Oh! That’s okay.” He took my hand, and we walked. Once at the building’s door, I stopped him.
“She is a bit. . . well, you’ll know when you meet her.” I opened the door for us and dragged him in. Mark and I took the elevator up in silence, then walked along the hallway until I halted at the door and raised my hands.
“Wait here!” I requested with a pat on his chest, opened the door, and screamed, “Aanya, we have a visitor!”
After closing the door so he wouldn’t see the mess, I picked up as much as I could and hid it. My bestie walked out half asleep, and I turned her around. “Get dressed, woman!” I sang, “I don’t want Mark to see your ass, bitch!” I laughed.
“Wait? Mark is here?” She chuckled. “I’m not missing this!” She rushed to her room, and I went back to get him.
“Please come in!” I opened the door, and he stepped inside.
“Thanks!” Mark patted his jeans.
“You can take a seat.” I took his hand and pulled him to the sofa, making him sit. As if on cue, Aanya walked out.
“So! You are the beach beast, aren’t you?” She spoke from the hallway and halted as soon as she saw him. Aanya’s eyes widened before she moved them toward me and snorted. “Woman! You weren’t wrong about the beast part. Damn!” She walked straight to him and extended her hand. He took it. “It’s nice to meet you. I have heard so much about you.” She used a comical tone, and I was dying inside, thinking Mark would believe I discussed the details of his manhood with this moron. He wouldn’t be wrong.
Yikes!
“Ah. . . thanks?” Mark looked at me with confused eyes. He might have been nervous.
“No wonder why you had her walking back home like a cowboy.” Fucking Aanya blasted out laughing, and Mark, as well as my face, changed color. His eyes widened and searched for mine. Yep! This was a mistake! I better get him out sooner than later.
Without wanting to, I huffed. She wasn’t wrong. That’s how I ended up after riding that wild bull.
“You.” She pointed at me. “Go get ready. I’ll be talking to this man.” She sat next to him, and I narrowed an eye on her.
Oh, goddess!
I mouthed “sorry” to Mark before going to my room to get ready. Not wanting to waste time and extend his torture, I didn’t take long picking an outfit before I began to get dressed. From inside my room, I could hear both of their laughter and stuck my ear to the door to listen to what they were saying.
“Oh, gosh! She is an idiot!” Aanya gasped and then laughed. I grimaced. Did she just call me a fucking idiot? That mother fucker!
My phone rang, and I stumbled over to answer it. I didn’t even care to look for the caller. “Morning! Dae Jee speaking!” I said, faking a friendly tone.
“Dae. . .” A low male voice sounded, and it stopped me in my tracks.
Oh no! I knew that voice. My heart sank in my chest. I had to glance at the number. Unknown. He wasn’t calling from any other number I already knew because I had blocked them all.
“I believe I told you I’d murder you if you ever. . .”
“I miss you, Dae. So much.” He sounded miserable.
“Fuck you, Jackson!” I cursed between my teeth so no one would hear me and hung up.
Bastard! What a way to shit on my day! The audacity!
Not wanting those two hyenas to know my distress, I took a deep breath and forced myself to smile before carefully opening the door.
“This is way too funny. Your secret’s safe with me,” Aanya assured him, patting his shoulder.
“What are you two talking about?” I crossed my arms, acting as if I was suspicious of them. I sort of was.
“Nothing, you whore! Come!” Aanya stood up and pulled me into a tight hug. I hugged her back, and she inched closer to my ear to whisper.
“You better keep this one!” She let me go and smacked my ass.
What were those two up to?