Unlikely Hero (Atlanta #1) (17 page)

“I saw the wine rack in your kitchen. I’m not usually a wine kind of guy, but I can make an exception for you.” He smiled at her. “Can I get you a glass?”

She nodded in response. He lifted her gently from his lap and settled her back on the couch. He felt her eyes on him as he walked across the room toward the small kitchen that was only separated from the living area with a small bar.
 

All those hours training at the gym seemed different now. His physique was meant for this moment rather than for all the fighting. He was strong enough to protect her, and he thrilled in how her body responded to his.
 

He pulled the glasses, corkscrew and bottle off the iron wine rack and set them out on the bar. He uncorked the bottle and poured the dark red liquid half way into each glass. He walked back over to the couch, handing her a glass. He sat beside her and pulled her long legs over his lap. He sipped his wine and said, “Yeah. Definitely not a wine guy, but this isn’t too bad.”

Erin laughed and took a sip from her own glass. “Thanks for the glowing review of my favorite merlot,” she said, smiling. “You don’t have to drink it. I think it’s sweet that you wanted to share a glass with me.”
 

Her beautiful lips sipped again from her delicate glass and Marcus nearly moaned at the sight. There was something about the wine on her lips that drove him crazy. The sight was sophisticated and sexy.
 

Marcus reached his long arm across the couch and set his glass on the end table. He couldn’t help himself. Effortlessly, he pulled Erin back onto his lap. He took the glass of wine from her hand, and dipped one finger down in. He brushed his wet finger along her bottom lip, then leaned in and gently sucked her lip into his mouth, running his tongue along as he did.
 

The wine tasted sweeter on her. He repeated the motion with her top lip, and then again along both. Wine was more intoxicating when mixed with her essence. He felt her breath hot against his finger and saw the intense heat in her eyes.
 

He tilted the glass to her lips and she took a sip, still looking directly at him. He immediately kissed her deeply, savoring the flavor of the wine on her tongue. Erin moaned softly and melted against him. The longer they were together, the more comfortable she became. He set the glass down beside his and kissed her deeply again, exploring every part of her mouth with his tongue.

When he pulled gently away from the kiss, he saw Erin looking at him. Confidence was in her eyes, and her lips found their way back to his neck while he still cradled her close against him.
 

Marcus rubbed her legs again then drew one of them up toward his chest. He bent her knee up to his lips and kissed it. They spent nearly another half hour just kissing and feeling each other. Intensity was building the entire time. Their lips alternated between kissing, licking, and then sucking at each other’s skin.
 

Soft moans escaped Erin’s lips at times, and Marcus knew she was letting herself fall into the moment, no fear. God, he was really doing this right and her giving in to him was the biggest turn-on he could imagine. But still, the pace was torture, especially with his erection going nearly non-stop throughout their tongue-play.

When the moment seemed right, Marcus pulled her on top of him so that she straddled him on the couch. He pulled her down into another intense kiss, and then moved his lips down her neck, and licked at the hollow at the bottom of her throat.
 

He moved further down and pulled at the neckline of her shirt to allow himself access to the curve at the top of her breasts. When she reacted with a soft moan, he looked up at her and saw nothing but desire in her eyes. He moved his hands down to her hips and then moved his hands up under her shirt and held on to her ribs.
 

He pulled her in and kissed above her breasts again. She put her arms over her head, obviously giving him permission to remove her top. He was only too happy to oblige.

He groaned aloud when he saw her perfectly round, pert breasts encased in a satin, emerald green bra. The soft ivory skin of her chest was framed by that sexy fabric and was by far the hottest thing he had ever seen. He pulled her back in and traced the edges of her bra with his tongue.

“God, you are so sexy. So beautiful. I want you so much,” he said, punctuating his words with kisses. Her only response was to pull his head tighter against her chest. Erin had found herself lost in the touch, and confidence just poured out of her through every hot contact.
 

Marcus pulled his own shirt off, wanting to feel his skin against hers. He loved the lusty look on her face when she surveyed his chest and abs for the first time. He buried his lips between her breasts and felt her hands hot against his shoulders, even digging her nails in at one point. She pushed him back only long enough to let him remove her bra.

“You’re perfect,” Marcus said to her when he saw her naked breasts in front of him. He moved his hands to cup them, almost reverently. He let his thumbs drag across her nipples, causing them to bead up into hardened nubs. They were so inviting to him, and he devoured each one in turn. She moaned at the sensation.

“Come upstairs with me,” she whispered.
 

He picked her right up off the couch in an instant, and she wrapped her legs and arms around him as he carried her upstairs to her bedroom. He laid her gently on her bed and stretched out beside her.
 

He moved his hand again to her breasts and rubbed against her nipples with his palm. His rough hands embarrassed him, but she didn’t seem to mind. She was the picture of sex, laying there beside him, half naked and moaning at his touch.

He rolled over on top of her, being careful not to rest too much weight against her. “I want you so much right now,” he said into her neck as he kissed it. “You are so sexy, baby…you’re beautiful.”
 

He moved his hand all along her body while he supported himself with his other arm. He crooked her knee up around his hip and moved on her slowly, grinding against her. “I won’t hurt you, I promise. I need you with me, right here,” he said through heavy breaths. “But I have to know you want me – that you want this. Please, tell me you’re not scared…”

“I’m not scared of you,” she said through the same heavy breathing. “I’m just afraid to disappoint you.”

“Not possible,” Marcus said intently, now looking her straight in the eye. “You are the most perfect woman, and just being here, giving yourself to me, trusting me, is so incredible. I will make this so good for you, Erin.”

Marcus felt the heat between their bare chests and his cock was painfully hard. He kept looking her in the eyes as he moved against her again, wanting to feel her hips move with his. They did, and he understood she was ready.

“I do want you,” she said. “Please…”

He smiled at her and brought his hand to her face. “Let yourself feel all of it – don’t hide, don’t shut down. Stay with me. I’ll take care of you, I promise.”

She nodded and he began kissing down her body again, spending extra time at her neck, each breast, and navel. He hooked his fingers into her shorts and pulled them down, revealing a pair of green satin panties that matched the bra they had disposed of downstairs.
Damn
.

He could smell her arousal and he placed a firm kiss directly against her sex, eliciting a loud, almost surprised noise from her lips. He was afraid he scared her until he felt her hips roll up to him. That move indicated nothing but desire. He kissed her there again, putting intense pressure against her.
 

She only moaned this time, and he pulled her shorts the rest of the way down. He removed her panties next, and saw her perfectly smooth pussy in front of him. “So beautiful,” he said without meaning to. He kissed and licked at the folds between her legs, enjoying every second of her sweet taste and the sounds his tongue elicited from deep in her chest.
 

She was right there with him, wanting to feel everything. Her fingers grasped at the sheets beside her and she opened up her legs at the sensation of his mouth against her pleasure point. She most certainly was not hiding.
 

He played there for a while longer, enjoying being the one to make her squirm and moan in pleasure. He didn’t want to linger there too long — he didn’t want to make her come just yet. He wanted to be inside of her when she came apart in his arms.
 

He kissed his way up her flat stomach and along the length of her torso, then at her neck. She tilted her head back to allow him more access. “Marcus…” she said through the sensations. “Oh…” Every breathy sound was music to his ears.
 

He leaned back away and looked at her again. “I need to know…are you on the pill?”

She nodded to him. “Yes, for years. Ever since…you know…I got so scared. If anything like that happened again…”

“Don’t think about that now. Focus on
me
. I only ask because I’m clean, and I get tested before every fight. I don’t want anything between us, Erin. I want every part of me touching you. I want to get lost inside of you – just me and you…”
 

His finger found her pleasure point as he said this, moving inside of her and against her clit to make sure she understood how good this could be. He didn’t want her thinking about anything else.
 

“You feel so good, Marcus, please don’t stop…”

“I’m just getting started, baby,” he whispered. He kissed at her neck and collar bone more, letting his hands explore every inch of her body.
 

When he couldn’t hold back any longer, and when her breathing became heavy with need, he removed his jeans and boxers. He laid down over top of her again and settled between her legs. She opened them willingly and he brushed a stray lock of hair off her forehead.
 

She leaned up and kissed him, then moved her hands down his back as low as she could reach. She pushed her hands against him and pulled his lower back up toward her. She wanted him, undeniably.
 

The animal in him wanted to slam into her and take her and make her his, but he exercised his practiced control and allowed the pace to remain one of slow intensity. She had never been with anyone before, and he didn’t want to cause her pain.
 

He rested the tip of his cock against her and eased himself in as gently as he could. She tensed at the sensation, even just at the tip of him.

“Relax, baby. Open up to me,” he instructed softly. “I’ll be careful with you. Trust me.”

Her breathing was heavy and her hands were pulling against him, but she was still anxious. He could tell.

“What are you scared of, baby…”

“Not scared,” she said through her breathing. “I just don’t know...”

He kissed her softly. “Just know I’ll make you feel so good, Erin. So good…”

He eased his way into her a little further, and she relaxed under him. He moved in further, filling her nearly completely. She was so tight, so hot and silky. He moaned in pleasure, and she reacted to the sound. She opened herself fully and allowed him the rest of the way in.
 

“That’s it, baby, oh God, you feel so good…”

He buried himself into her completely and forced himself not to move. He wanted to let her adjust to the significant size of him. He felt her so tight around him while he memorized every sensation of being inside of her.
 

His hands memorized every part of her body and his ears memorized every breathy moan from her lips. He could smell her shampoo and taste the salt from her skin. Every one of his senses was overwhelmed by Erin’s body.
 

He stayed deep inside of her until he felt a small movement from her hips, trying to move against him. That was all he needed. He kissed her and whispered to her while he moved slowly and gently, truly making love to her.
 

This was the best moment of his life. He had no idea a feeling like this even existed. Every physical sensation gave him incredible, powerful pleasure which was only taken higher by her trust and her every shy, intimate response to him. Marcus may as well have been floating.
 

He began to move against her more deeply and ever so slightly more rapidly, encouraged by her more desperate moans. He felt her tense around him and he pushed against her more firmly, wanting to bring her to the ultimate brink of pleasure. She gripped at his back and moaned through her rapid breathing.
 

The pitch of her voice was growing higher the closer she got to climax, and Marcus was driven mad by the sounds. He felt her get tighter and tighter the closer she got. He moved as rapidly as he could without causing her pain, and he felt her growing more desperate.
 

She squeezed around his cock when she came, breathing out a loud “Ah…” as the final pleasure rolled through her body. That sound sent Marcus over the edge and he came inside her with such intensity. His world was forever changed.

Marcus stayed inside of her and continued to move against her, slowly again, wanting to draw out the sensations for her. He brought her down from the erotic high very slowly, kissing her cheek, neck, and forehead while her breathing steadied. He felt her hands flat against his back holding him against her. That was fine with him; he didn’t want to let go, either.

“Tell me what you feel,” he whispered to her, desperate to know she was ok. He knew her body was satisfied, but he wanted to know that the soft woman beneath him was feeling nothing but contentment.
 

He pulled out, and rolled off her body to rest beside her. He looked directly into her eyes, searching for any sign of fear or discomfort. He could find none and he couldn’t help but smile at the peaceful look on her face.

“That was more than I thought it could be,” she said, looking down, obviously shy about the intimacy of the moment.

“Look at me, baby,” Marcus whispered again. She complied. “That is exactly what it’s supposed to be. I loved how you felt moving under me. You are beautiful and sexy and perfect.”