No Such Thing As True Love by A.M. Anderson Read Free Book Online Page B

reached out his other hand to her face, and caressed her cheek with his thumb. Maritess didn’t try to pull away.
                Markus took a breath, and pursed his lips together. He slid his hand through her soft, red hair and pulled her face to his. Maritess met Markus’ kiss with a sense of passion that she had nearly forgotten about. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him with her as she lowered herself on to the couch. Markus rolled his tongue in her mouth as excitement mounted in the core of his being. He held his weight on a hand above her head, and let his other hand explore the curves he had so often admired. Markus gripped her hip, and pushed his chest onto her before breaking their kiss. He nibbled along her jawline and down her neck. Maritess felt the muscles she had helped build along his back. She wrapped her leg around his waist as he lifted her sweatshirt and the tank top she wore underneath.
                Markus gently placed small pecks of kisses along her toned abs. Maritess lifted the clothing from her body. She shuddered as he spread his kisses up her chest. Markus was pouring everything he could onto her, hoping to melt the ice that surrounded her heart. He ran his hands along the back side of her ribs, and lifted her off of the couch. His strength surprised her as he brought them both to stand. Markus gently lowered her feet to the floor, and kissed her again. She melted into his arms, while a sudden surge of happiness propelled her as far up on her toes as she could get. Markus broke their kiss and looked at her. Maritess took his hand and led him to her bedroom.
                The few moment’s delay was enough to set her on fire. The mounting anticipation sent a tingling sensation through her entire body. Markus was an inferno behind her, threatening to set flame to anything he touched. Maritess twirled on her heels when they got to her bed. She pulled his collar down to her, and met his lips with an open mouth. She unbuttoned the top few buttons on his shirt and pulled away to lift it over his head. Markus pulled the cord on her sweatpants. The fabric fell to the floor, and Maritess stepped out of them. She sat back on her bed as she unbuckled and unzipped the pants that held Markus back from her. He kicked off his shoes and slowly crawled after her as they adjusted themselves on her bed.
                When Markus reached around her body and pulled her onto him, they fit together perfectly. Her warmth made him blind to anything else in the world for a moment. Maritess gasped for breath. She ran her fingers through his hair and along his back. Her legs hugged his waist, and they blended into a mellow rhythm. Each movement was a new discovery. Markus slid his hands beneath her back, and gently dug his fingertips into her flesh. The pressure pushed him farther into her, and she moaned at the sensation.
                Maritess felt tension mounting in her body. She had never before felt anything as exquisite as his touch. She pulled his face from her neck, and looked into his eyes. The soft night light of her room cast a glow across his face. From it, she sensed an enormous amount of energy. When Markus looked down at Maritess, he knew he had reached her. Her eyes were soft, and glistened like emeralds. He kissed her lips, her cheeks and forehead. He pressed her face to his chest, trying to bring her as close to his heart as their physical bodies would allow. Maritess clung to him as an orgasm rocketed through her body. Her fevered skin and heaving breath sent Markus over the edge. For a split second, Maritess was the only other person in existence, and he bathed in her beauty.
                They collapsed on the bed, curled up in one another’s arms. Markus held her as her breathing returned to normal. Soon, he felt her calm wash over him. He ran his fingers through her hair, and kissed her gently on the forehead. Maritess had