Page 53 of Never Less
“No, I don’t want you to, either. I want him to find out. Sort of… in a similar fashion to how I found out. But also different.”
It takes a moment for Marcus to catch on to what I mean. “You want him to walk in on us?”
“Not exactly. I don’t want to give him the satisfaction of thinking he caught us, you know?” I laugh bitterly. “Even though there’s very little satisfaction that comes with that. But I feel like with him, it’ll be different. Like, he’ll feel vindicated, or… superior. I don’t know.”
Marcus’s smile is sly and proud. “You want him to finally realize how badly he’s fucked up with you. That’s it?”
I nod. “I want to be the one holding all the power over him for once. But…” I run my fingers through his wet hair. “Just because that’s what I want him to think doesn’t mean that’s what I actually feel. This isn’t just about revenge for me, Marcus. It’s so much more. You mean more.”
His hands skirt up my thighs until they’re resting on my hips, and he gives me a little squeeze. “I know, little star.”
“And I don’t want to do this if it’ll make you feel used. We can just have a normal conversa—”
“It won’t.” He tugs me close and presses his lips to mine in a hot, branding kiss. “Just so long as you know that you’re mine now, and that’s never changing.”
I smile. “I know.”
“Good.”
“So… you’re okay with this? Really okay?”
“What my girl wants, my girl gets.” He kisses me again, a gentle reassurance. “Now, I think it’s time to get out and get ready.”
“Not yet.” I hop up, the water helping to suspend me long enough that I can wrap my legs around Marcus’s waist. “Just a few more minutes.”
He grabs my ass with both hands. “Too much longer like this, and Nate will catch us in the act.”
I leave a trail of light kisses down the column of his throat. “We have time.”
“Goddammit, Liliana,” he groans. “How am I supposed to say no to you?”
When I rub myself against him, he swears under his breath. I can feel his cock hardening at the light friction, and he squeezes my ass, urging me to go faster.
“The things you do to me.” He nips at my ear. “I need to taste you again.”
He moves to one side of the pool and lifts me onto the ledge. Impatiently, he tugs at the strings near my hips, but once they’re undone, he lets out a frustrated sound.
“They’re decorative,” I say, laughing.
Apparently too impatient to pull the bikini bottoms down my legs, he shoves them to the side and moans, his gaze fixed on my pussy. “So fucking pretty. Now spread your legs wider.”
I do, leaning back on my arms and tilting my hips to give him better access. “Like this?”
“Just like that. Such a good girl, Liliana.”
He parts me with his tongue, and I gasp. We both flirted with each other over breakfast, and it was enough that he had me squirming in my seat. In such a short period of time, my body has become attuned to his. It’s like I constantly need his hands on me or else I’ll wither away like a plant without water.
“Marcus,” I gasp when he flicks my clit with his tongue. If this ends up being like yesterday, we’re in trouble. “You can’t make me come six times again.”
“If I’m fucking you, I’m making sure you’re satisfied.” He lifts his head, staring up at me with determination. “So lay back and take it.”
My lips part in shock as he dives back in. The things that come out of this man’s mouth are going to drive me to an early grave. Still, I do what he says because whatever he’s doing with his tongue feels heavenly.
With one hand holding my hip, Marcus uses the other to slip two fingers inside me. He curls them just right, eliciting a moan from me. My back arches, the rough concrete digging into my skin. I barely feel the pain, though, especially when Marcus lets out a deep, gratified groan. He sucks on my clit, still massaging my g-spot with his fingers.
All of a sudden, I couldn’t care less if Nate walked in on us like this, just so long as Marcus doesn’t stop. He eats me out until I’m coming so hard I have to stifle my screams with my hands so the neighbors don’t hear.
Once I’ve come down, Marcus yanks me back into the pool. His lips meet mine in a fierce, demanding kiss that has me dizzy and aroused all over again. When he pulls away, his pupils are blown.
