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Jaded Telling Him the Truth
MarcIt had been the longest week of his life. There was no way he could survive another week without Lisa. His head ached, heart hurt, body felt like it was hovering over the flu at all times. He paid too damn much to miss the biker's weekend, but after he got back, he was going to figure things out.Calling Lisa seemed like a good idea, but so much could be lost in translation. He needed to go in person. It was only a four-hour drive. He would go Monday morning and talk to her. If things worked out and they decided to be together, he was going to bend her over her desk and make her scream his name for causing him so much pain.He shuddered at the thought, his blood pumping quickly through his veins as his body hardened in all the wrong places for riding the motorcycle he had picked up for the weekend. The weather was perfect - hot and sunny. He rode through the familiar streets of his raising, his mom's house in the worn-down part of New York. He needed to finish school and get a go
Jaded I Love You, Stupid
Lisa"Where did he go?" Marc's mother walked back into the kitchen, reaching out to touch Lisa's arm."He's outside getting some air. This isn't a good idea. I shouldn't have just barged into his life like this. I'm not sure why the fuck I let everyone talk me into it." Lisa flinched at the realization that she had cursed in front of Marc's mom. The pretty older woman had a deep dislike of curse words and wasn't scared to scold anyone that used them."It's not a mistake at all. He's been a zombie for weeks. You're the only one that can make it right. Lisa, go out there and tell him what you told me about Michael.""He's not going to listen to me. He's hurt and angry." Lisa tore off a paper towel and pressed it to her eyes."If you don't say anything at all then my boy will believe a lie. You get your ass out there and tell him what you came to say. Make him see you. Force him to believe."Lisa stood shocked at the other woman's vigor.She pulled Lisa into a tight hug and rubbed the ba
Jaded Blushing Bikers
Lisa"No more tears, pretty girl. Let's go on this trip together and get to know each other all over again,” Marc said."Forgive me for what you thought happened." Lisa looked up at him as he leaned down and brushed his lips over hers."Forgive me for being a total dickhead about all of it.""No." She shook her head. "I would have stabbed you, so your ugly-ass words were nothing.""You would stab me for cheating on you?""I didn't cheat on you, but yes. If you ever sleep with another woman, or love anyone but me, I will chop you up and bury your ass in snack size bags in my backyard."Marc laughed. "Is it odd that my cock’s dancing at the thought of you being violent?""You're a sick man, Marc Martin.""Can I be your sick man?" Marc asked, licking at his lips as his strong gaze held her in place. The air was so hard to breathe as he brushed the tip of his nose past her ear. "Please, baby... give me another chance.""Yes. I want you forever." Lisa reached up and captured his face with
Jaded The Language of Love
LisaMarc worked at the straps under Lisa's neck, the extra helmet at the house a godsend. She watched him closely. He had to work hard not to throw her over his shoulder and find a place to lay her down and ravage her. Sex was their language of love, and if she was aching to show him how badly she needed him anywhere near what he was feeling... he felt sorry for her. He brushed his hands down her arms, the leather bomber jacket she wore looking wicked hot on her."Did you really have to wear a black leather tank top and tight jeans as well? Is it not enough that you have on those sexy leather boots?" Marc lowered his voice as he moved his hands to rub down the outside of her taut thighs. She looked like sex incarnate. He would be beating the men off of her all weekend."Yes, actually. I was going to make you physically suffer if you denied me.""Is that so?""Absolutely. There wasn't a length to which I wouldn't go to make sure you were back to being mine by Sunday night.""Shit. I s
Jaded Anything You Want
MarcBy the time they reached the Poconos he was almost trembling with need. Lisa hadn't let up with her soft touches and rough grabs the whole trip. If she wasn't stroking him outside of his jeans, she was squeezing him with her strong thighs or sliding her fingers into his shirt and rubbing over his chest and stomach. He got off of the bike and helped her off as a bunch of guys milled about an area where it appeared the campfire would be that evening. It was just after lunch, but Marc was done playing. He needed the wicked hot vixen beside him splayed out for him to touch and taste."Which cabin is ours?" he asked a woman with a clipboard. "Marc Martin."She pressed her finger to the board and he had to bite back the sharp cry that pushed against him to scream 'hurry' at her."You're in fifteen with Drayer McAdams." She looked up and smiled."Good. Thanks." He took Lisa's hand and moved down the row of cabins."Where you guys goin'?" Dray jogged up to them and stopped in his tracks
Jaded Beautiful Ride
LisaThe deep groan that left Marc caused chill bumps to break out across her skin, her need to make him feel deeply almost overwhelmed her. Lisa continued to work him hard and fast as he moaned over and over, his body shaking by the time she slowed. He pressed her to the wall and leaned against her, his strong arms wrapping tightly around her. His lips pressed to the side of her face and he breathed in deeply."Don't ever leave me. I'm ruined for anyone else," Marc muttered as Lisa closed her eyes, wanting to memorize the moment to take back to Maine with her."Never. I don't want a future that isn't with you, Marc.""You'll not have one, baby." He kissed her again and pulled back. She hated the loss of warmth he provided and almost turned to beckon him to stay with her in the cabin for the rest of the day. His friend could find a new place to bunk.Marc worked to get his clothes back on in between handing her various items of her own clothing. Her bra was almost ruined from his pass
Jaded Healing Together
Lisa"I actually hope I end up just like your dad. I want to give myself over to you in a way that would leave me scarred if anything happened to you." Marc rubbed his thumb over her fingers."Yeah, sounds romantic, but what if I get cancer and die in three years? You're ruined for the rest of your life?""No. I would cherish the time we had together for the rest of my life. I can't imagine anything feeling better than being in your arms or hearing my name on your lips. I want as much of you as I can have, for as long as I can have it. If that time is cut short, then yes... I want to be bent over from losing you. It means that you were, without a doubt, the center of my heart, Lisa.""Do you really believe in love that deep?" she asked, reaching up to run her fingers through her hair. They moved through a thick brush of forest and emerged in front of a vast waterfall, the wind carrying a cold mist."Yes. I feel it already building inside of me. I think most people would do anything to
Jaded Happy Together Forever
LisaOne Month Later"Marc, grab the tray of pickles and onions Sicily put together in the kitchen, baby." Lisa turned from the picnic table on the back porch of their large house in Maine."How about you get them and I'll just follow closely behind you?" He smiled and wagged his eyebrows as Kari reached out and swatted at him."No," Kari responded, rolling her eyes. "If you both go into the house again it will be another freaking hour until we see either of you. I'm ready to eat.""She's right. Marc, get the tray. Lisa, go pour tea in the glasses." Sicily walked toward Jake and put her hand out as he gave her the spatula."Why do you always have me start the burgers, but I never get to finish them?" He laughed and moved to stand beside Drake as Sicily stuck out her tongue."She wants us to give her the compliments when we decide they're the best damn burgers in the universe." Lisa looked over her shoulder and laughed. Marc had been with her for the last three days and she had him for
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