Home Alone With Mark
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Mark guides me up the stairs, he holds me close to him, and I can smell his delicious sent. The house is dark, except for the upstairs hallway. He guides me to my room and we enter. He switches on the light, he walks me towards my bed, but stops.
He starts looking around while holding me. "Mmm. Your room has changed quite a bit" he says, more like to himself.
"That is because I'm grown" I giggle.
"Stand here for me" he says with a disappointed look on his face and he searches around my room, "Where are your t-shirts?" he asks.
"In my drawer" I say, pointing to the drawers. He goes over to it and he takes out a white t-shirt. He walks over to me again. He licks his lips.
" I'm going to take your dress off" he says, looking me in my eyes as to reassure me that nothing will happen and that I can trust him.
I giggle as I place my hands on his chest to keep my balance "Mark Stern is going to undress me". I say as I let out a chuckle.
"Gray, allow me to help, this doesn't mean anything, you are drunk" he says with a serious tone in his voice and so is his expression.
"Fine" I say. He grips the ends of my dress and his finger tips graze my skin. I take in a sharp breath as his face is only inches away from mine. His eyes are locked on mine. He slowly lifts my dress up. Next thing I know is that my dress is off, I'm left in my black lace bra and lace thong, with my heels.
"Um" Mark says, not sure where to look, but he turns his head away and closes his eyes. "Do I need to unclips your bra?" he asks, hoping that I will say no. I unclip my bra and I toss it onto the bed behind me.
"T-shirt" I say.
"Right" he says as he takes the T -shirt from the bed and hands it to me while he still looks away. I put it on.
"You can look now" I say as he slowly looks my way, but his eyes lingers at my breasts which is covered. I lean in and I press my lips to his and I can feel him tense.
As I pull away, he crashes his lips back onto mine, and his hands roam my body. Right now I feel drunk on his kiss. He grabs me towards him and he lets out a groan and then his lips are gone. I open my eyes, catching my breath as his hands are no longer on my body either.
"s**t" he says through gritted teeth as he runs his hand through his hair and looks at me again. " I'm sorry, that shouldn't have happened" he says.
"Dont worry I won't say a word, and I wanted it" I say. His eyes burn into me before looking down at my feet.
"Um, I need to take your shoes off" he says. I nod. He guides me down on the bed and he gently takes off my shoes, each touch of his sends sparks through my body. Once my shoes are removed, he tucks me in bed just like he tucked me in when I was little. "You need to sleep" he says. As he moves away, I grip his hand.
"Please stay" I say with pleading eyes.
"Okay, I will stay" he says and I let go of his hand. He takes my shoes and dress, and he places them inside of my walk-in closet. My eyes are closing but I can see in a little blurry state that he is getting undressed. I can see every toned muscle, he is in his boxers walking over to me.
The bed dips next to me as he climbs into bed beside me, and then I feel his warm arms around me as he brings me closer to him so that my head rests on his chest. He kisses the top of my head while he plays with my hair.
" I'm sorry for kissing you" he says. I can feel the vibration in his chest.
"I wanted it" I say as I close my eyes and take in his scent.
" It's not to happen again, and your father cannot know about it" he says, almost as if he is pained by it.
"I promise I won't tell anyone" I say.
"Just remember, this won't happen again" he says.
"Maybe I want it to happen again."
"I won't allow it" he says as he sighs at my words. "Just get in sleep, tomorrow is a long day at work, another big meeting ahead for me."
"What were you doing at the club?" I ask, curious to know.
"My friend owns the club, so I made some deals with him, to help him put his name out there with Sternpoint. He deserves it."
"You like to help people" I say.
"Yes, I always have" he says.
"I love you" I say. He tenses at those words. "I always loved you"
"I love you too, Gray" he says with a sigh.
When I was young, I would tell him that I loved him and he would say in return that he loved me too, followed by Gray. Just like it is now. It seems surreal that we kissed and I know he wants it too, because that kiss was not nothing. There was something in it. I guess that he is afraid of my father finding out and there is also the non-fraternization policy in the company. So it could be both, but I want him. I know he wants it too. He continues to play with my hair and I can hear his heartbeat against my ear. I feel darkness taking over me, but I try to remain awake to cherish this moment, but the more I try, the more sleep takes over me.
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