MARCUS' POV:
For the first time since I started working at the diner I was actually happy to wake up earlier than my alarm. I turned over and saw her curled into the other pillow, kind of wrapped in the blankets with her feet touching my thigh. Thankfully, they were warm this morning.
I pushed her feet down from my thigh and she groaned but kept them away from my thigh so I could roll over towards her. I pulled her closer to my body by her hips and she woke up slightly and looked over her shoulder at me and started to rub at her face and waking up some more.
"Going to join me in the shower?" I asked her and kissed over her shoulder up to her neck and she turned so she was flat on her back and I moved over her and felt her spread her legs.
"Slip n'slide in the shower... or you can just..." I felt her hands travel from my sides to my hips and then down to my c**k. "Slip inside of me here." She stroked me slowly, her grip was firm and she put me right at her entrance and she used her leg to pull me in closer.
I did slip right in. She was wet and tight as always and I clenched my teeth, I hissed as she moaned and I worked hard to make her more vocal. I went slow, working in and out of her cunt and I just got faster and made sure that my thrusts were harder. I was working her body and I knew it was going good for her when she started to make her noises.
"You're f*****g soaking wet." I tried talking dirty, I did it when I was comfortable with someone. If this was going to go on for a while, I might as well start getting comfortable with her right now.
"Marcus-"
"Going to tell me that I made you soaking wet Tara?" I asked her and she started to nod and I saw the look in her eye as she started to really clamp down on my c**k. "Tell me Tara. Who got you so wet, you just woke up."
"You did Marcus. Fuck." She yelped the curse and I leaned back from her and saw that my thrust were so hard her entire body was doing a wave with each stroke. "You made me wet Marcus." She told me and I started to slow down. "Faster." She whined and I almost didn't hear her.
"Gotta speak up Tara." I told her and went even slower. Her eyes narrowed at me but I went in hard and she shuddered and squeezed me tight like she was having her first orgasm.
"f**k Marcus. Make me c*m please, f**k me faster." She begged when she came down from her first orgasm of the morning.
"Say it nicer." I smirked and her eyes took on a pleading look and I saw her mouth forming the words.
"Please Marcus, go faster. Please." She begged twice, so I got back down closer to her, I wrapped my arms around her back and held onto her shoulder blades as I picked up speed, I made sure to go faster but not like lightning. I didn't want to hurt either of us, and I sure as s**t wanted to feel her on every inch of my c**k. I lifted her so her back was curved and I started to kiss her neck and down to her n*****s. "Marcus, more, please, harder."
Almost a shaky sentence... something inside me gave a grunt and I did as she asked. I f****d her harder, I made sure that she felt every muscle I had as she started to grip my arms and shoulders. She started to scratch me and it felt so f*****g good. I got to the end of my control and I leaned down and sucked her neck before nipping it. She was almost there again, I could hear her whimpering parts of my name and her legs were squeezing the s**t out my hips and thighs trying to hold on.
I gave her three hard thrusts, deep long, making her t**s pound against my chest and she was falling apart. I let my control go and I gave into my orgasm. I hadn't had the energy when she wasn't here, and after last night I didn't expect to have energy this morning, but thankfully, it turns out, s*x with her gave me something to look forward to.
"Now a shower?" I asked her and she giggled but nodded. I lifted her with me and I stayed inside her, almost like a plug. I started the water and she used the bathroom while I went to get towels for her. I helped her wash her back and she helped get all my spots.
"I made you bleed!" She screeched and I felt the soap go over her little crescent shaped nail marks and it burned for a second. "I'm sorry, I should get these nails taken off." She said and started playing with her fake nails she got before my birthday.
"I don't mind." I told her and she tilted her head and gave me a look like she didn't believe me. "I really don't, I like marks." I told her and she worked her jaw and tried to stare me down as if she was going to get something other than my truth from me.
"I still need to get them done... taken off I mean. I kind of hate how the food I am making is getting stuck under them." She said and looked at them but then she shrugged and batted her eyes at me before she started to clean me again. "You're all slippery and soapy." I turned and got under the spray and let the bit of shampoo I used in my hair rinse out and the rest of myself before she got all slippery. She did her conditioner and I got out to shave. I had the towel around my hips as she got done...and then I left her in the bathroom to make coffee.
"Your cup." I called as I heard her asking if it was done yet. She came out with her hair up, makeup on, and mostly dressed. She had jeans and a bra on. A very lacey sexy bra that I wanted to get my mouth on.
"Thank you." She sipped it and she made a face before going for the sugar bowl. I watched how many spoonful's she put it so I knew next time, and she stirred it for a couple seconds before tasting it again and nodding.
"Four huh?" I asked and she actually blushed as she looked up at me and nodded slowly.
"I like sweet things." She shrugged and I just smiled. "I have a full afternoon, and probably a long night with my sister doing a menu for a big wedding we have coming up... still want me to come over tonight?" She asked and after last night, hell yes.
"Yeah. Message me when you're done. I'll be here." I told her ad she nodded and started to finish off her coffee. "What do you want for dinner?"
"How about... just you and some ice cream for dessert?" She batted her eyelashes again and I was a f*****g goner for some f*****g reason.
"Tell me what kind." I told her and I f*****g made a plan in my head to get exactly what she wanted. We left at the same time, her going the same way as me for a while. Then she turned and headed for her work and I headed right to the diner to start my day.
TARA'S POV:
I bit my lip as I walked into the building. I was late, and Sienna was going to notice all the make up and put two and two together and she might even have heard from Ryan last night about me going out... s**t.
"Good morning." She cheered and I looked over at her and she smiled wife and I knew she knew. I acted like there was nothing new, but she came around her little kitchen and came into the back office as I set my purse down. "Nice makeup this morning. Take awhile? You're like 20 minutes late." She asked and I just shrugged.
"I woke up late, shower didn't get hot... did my makeup." I rattled it off and went to get some of the coffee and she followed me. I hadn't even looked her in the eyes yet. I didn't want to. Sienna was the one person who could see through me.
"Where?" She asked and that was when I knew for sure that Ryan had called her and wanted information.
"Where what?" I asked pretending to play stupid.
"Where was all this? Ryan called me last night and asked if you were coming over, but you weren't, and he said you lied about going to a guys house, and you were gone all night." She circled me and I focused on my sugar.
"I bet... under all the makeup there is a glow... a hickey or two too." She guessed right but I didn't want to add onto what she already knew. "So... how is Marcus."
"Marcus?" I asked it calm and collected, trying not to give anything away.
"Yeah. Marcus Allen has rocked your world a couple of times by now. I saw you disappear on his birthday. I knew where you went. After Ry called I just knew you went back to him again. He must be good." She mumbled and I had to look up at her because there was a part of me that was getting jealous and I glared. She clapped, laughed and started chanting about how she knew it.
"Stop Si." I told her and rolled my eyes and tried not to laugh.
"Tell me... he rocked your world. Gave you mind blowing orgasms? Hickeys? Come on." She nudged me and I covered the side of my face that she was on and I tried to cover up even more as she told me I was turning red despite all the makeup. "Just... something small."
"By far... he is the best I've had." I told her, hoping that was juicy enough for her to drop it.
"And he's been teaching you how to cook." She added and she started to talk about how we were technically dating, and how she just had to tell Bellamy.
"No." I told her and she pulled the puppy eyes. "No one needs to know. I told you so you knew where I was, you know I am safe. If Ry comes to you again just tell him you know all about it and that it's good and he doesn't have to worry." I explained and she bit her lower lip and nodded slowly.
"But Bellamy could be a helper. And it's not like he's going to talk, after what Ry did to him he wouldn't want anyone else to go through that." I folded, and she said something about how she had news too and I just waited. But she was kind of dragging her feet.
"You're pregnant too?" I asked and she giggled and shook her head.
"No. IUD sisters remember." She gave me a look and I nodded. "He... well I technically made the joke that we were going to get married after a pregnancy scare, you heard about that." She explained and I nodded remembering how she had asked him to marry her in front of Ryan.
"What about it?" I asked and she gulped.
"He asked about setting a date for the court house." She told me and I smiled and waited for more information. But nothing came.
"And what did you say?" I asked and she gulped.
"I laughed at him... I did want to prove Ryan wrong back then, he didn't have Ryan's permission to ask me to marry him, but I didn't need anyone's permission to ask him. It was a joke, kind of, I meant it at the time."
"Oh Sienna." I covered my mouth and she winced. "He thought you really wanted to get married? And you laughed at him?"
"I did. He bought me flowers last night to start talking about it, and I laughed in his face. He has been kind of pissed ever since." She bit her lower lip again and I sighed. "What should I do?"
"Think about it Sienna, do you love him enough to marry him?"
"Yes." She said it with no hesitation, and that was when I realized she and Bell were serious enough to make it through a marriage.
"Then either start planning something, or tell him you're just not ready for a wedding ceremony yet. Either way, you have to apologize for playing around." I told her and she sighed and ran a hand through her hair.
"Look at us... you're with Marcus, and I am thinking about marriage with Bellamy. Ryan's a daddy. And married."
"Dad would be happy for all of us as long as we're happy." I told her and she started to tear up like she hadn't been going that way with this.
"You really think so?"
"What were you thinking about?"
"I was going to say how happy I was for all of us. But...dad would be happy for us." She let a tear drop and I helped her wipe it before I pulled her into a hug. "I love you sissy."
"I love you too. Now... are we planning a wedding for you?" I asked knowing we had the morning off unless someone called in for a job.
"Yes."
“Good, let’s go see what we can come up with.”