Realizing I'm staring and making out with his nipples, I press the elevator button repeatedly. "I just think it's better this way. I shouldn't be sleeping with you, Mark." "Why not?" He is standing right behind me now. "It's just sex! No big deal, right? One night and goodbye." "Yeah... I don't th
Mark A week later "I can't believe it!" Jake laughs over the rim of his coffee cup, and there is no stopping his shit-eating grin from spreading. "She snuck out on you! You, the player, finally had a girl leave before sunlight!" I frown at my brother. We are at Espresso house during our lunch, an
"Plenty of famous people walk around in public without bodyguards, and no one recognizes me like this," I gesture at my outfit, grinning. "I'm perfectly unrecognizable. Besides, not everyone is a hockey fan... are you here alone?" I sure hope she is. I watch Linda's face and witness her lips quick
Linda When I said I doubted Mark would agree to getting half-naked and chopping up firewood, I had meant it as a joke. Like, who undresses when they chop wood for a stranger? It's perfectly normal to wear a t-shirt for that job, but Mark isn't wearing any. No. Mark is shirtless, tanned, and sweat
I'm about to argue with her, tell her that she shouldn't be checking out Mark since he is at least twenty years younger than her. But I'm silenced by the door opening and Mark coming inside. "I believe I was promised an iced coffee that never was delivered—where is the gratitude for my hard work o
Linda I don't know what to do. Mark and Helen are looking at me expectantly. They want me to answer the question: am I interested in Mark? And with each passing second that I don't say anything, I can feel my heart pounding faster. My skin is all sweaty, and I'm nervous. This is so unlike me. I'm
Linda This dinner couldn’t be more awkward... I lacked the ingredients to make something amazing, like my pasta or my infamous Swedish meatballs. The only meat I found was some chicken nuggets in my freezer. I fried those together with some fries, and I couldn’t be more embarrassed. Mark is a fam
Gosh. I’m in so much trouble. Mark is wonderful, and I take a deep breath before answering. “I would like that,” I whisper, feeling a sense of butterflies in my stomach when I meet his eyes. They are so close to mine, and my toes curl when he smiles. And then, before I know it, Mark’s lips are on
Linda It’s my first Christmas with Mark, and I couldn’t be any happier. I spent all morning cooking and putting the final touches on the tree. I forced Mark to sleep over and make cookies with me the night before. At first, he was grumpy and complaining, but then he got into the spirit after I let
Mark nods and takes my hand, leading me outside. The rest of the family is gathered around the picnic table, chatting and laughing. Julian, Mark’s stepfather, is flipping burgers on the grill. He just seems like a normal guy, I think to myself. Mark’s older brother, Tobias, smiles at us. “Welcome,
Linda Saturday came too fast. I’m pacing back and forth as I’m a nervous wreck. I’m meeting Mark’s family today, and he is standing there grinning like it’s no big deal while I try to calm my nerves. We have been dating for a month, and this is my first time meeting his family, so it’s a big deal
Linda’s face lights up. “Really? I’m looking forward to meeting her too!” she exclaims, wrapping her arms around my neck and giving me a kiss. I chuckle and kiss her back. “I told you there was nothing to worry about.” “I know, but meeting your family is a big deal, you know?” she says, looking at
Mark A few weeks later. I can’t believe it. Linda and I are dating, and I feel like my head is in the clouds. Since when did I become such a sucker for love? I have no idea. We have been dating for a month now, and never in my life did I imagine I would be lounging on the sofa next to a beautif
Damn it. I’m a full grown woman; I shouldn’t be floating on cloud nine. Neither should I be falling for Mark this quickly, but I can’t fight the warm emotions growing within me. I wrap my arms around Mark’s neck, deepening the kiss as I let go of my inhibitions. His hands move higher up my thighs,
Linda I panic when I open my eyes and see thick, muscular arms wrapped around me. My ex-husband is dead, and I haven’t spent the night with anyone in forever. All logic leaves my brain, and I scream before bolting up from bed. It doesn’t matter that I was the one who invited Mark to my home. I’m n
“You have the most perfect tits,” he grunts. “I can’t stop myself from playing with them.” I crack my eyes open and stare at his large pectoral muscles that easily rival the size of my breasts. But don’t get me wrong. My breasts are by no chance small. It’s just that Mark is a fucking beast. “Your
“Oh, please.” “Say it again.” “What?” I ask, my voice is slightly shaky. “That you need me,” his voice has gone lower, and I shudder at the authority in it. Mark is normally as tame as a lamb, but it seems like there is a more dominant nature to him in bed. It turns me on even more. He might be