LARA:My mind went blank as I felt his warmth, his passion igniting something deep inside me. This was not what I ever expected, but it doesn't matter right now. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. It was like fireworks exploding in my ovaries, the electricity between us growing stronger with every passing second.He gently bit my lower lip, tugging it softly with his teeth, and an involuntary moan escaped my parted lips before we pulled off. Our heads rested on each other, as our breaths ragged, his gaze bore into my skin with such intensity that it felt like it could sear through every last bit of self-control I had ever mustered."I don't care about that stupid video," he murmured against my skin, remembering our old encounter. "I never have." I should have been embarrassed. Should have let him go knowing that he too, had seen the video. I remember how he had saved me that day, the pitiful look in his eyes which I have despised the most, but never have I thought he would be like this today.But somehow, that comforted me, knowing that he had seen that horrible video that had almost ended my life and yet chose not to judge me by it. A soft smile tugged my lips. "But I have only one rule." He breathed.His voice was hoarse and raw with desire, yet contained as if he was holding himself back for something. My brows furrowed in interest, curious about what that rule could be. I raise an eyebrow at him, waiting for his response. By his time, the smile from his face completely vanished. Staring deep in my eyes, he whispered, "I don't make love, I fuck!"I stared at him. Absolutely blank. Then confusion hit me, followed by a low bout of laughter. And then into a bursting one. His brows knitted as he looked at my reaction. He gently squeezed my waist before asking, "You've got a lot of nerve to laugh at me, huh?.""Yeah... when you decide to act like Christian Grey!"He didn't smile. Instead, his face grew more serious. "I don't know who that is, but I am nothing like him. I am a lot more ferocious than even you can ever imagine, Ms. Garcia." He warned in a low tone. "So if I take you right this instant, I can promise you, no other man would dare to be in your mind as long as my lips would be touching you. But the question is, would you agree to that?"As long as my lips would be touching you. Those words repeated in my head, not fully understand their meaning. "What do you mean?" I frowned. "I mean," He breathed. "I cannot promise you anything. Yet I am sure as hell that nothing can stop me from savouring you if you choose to stay. I would ruin you and become your sanctuary. And when I am buried deep in you, I promise nothing will be left in your mind apart from my name. But that would be your decision, Ms. Garcia."Asking for consent? How gentlemanly of this monster! I muse.Looking at him, torn between temptation and worry, knowing that I could never turn down this man despite the knowledge that he and I had no future together, something ignited in me. Is this even possible? He would be so close to me, yet I can't grasp him.But what do I have anything in my life permanent anyway? It has always been a temporary one. My home. My parents. My life. But him... He was different. From the very beginning. This was a lot to take in.I took a moment, his hungry, swollen lips just inches from mine, technically directing me from my momentary thoughts. The decision was mine to make—whether I'd get a part of him or nothing at all.It was a tough call.After thinking for a minute, I finally made my decision.Our lips collided in a fiery, passionate kiss, and I surrendered completely. I had lived a life of impermanence, and I was certain that I would never regret this moment. At least something has to be worth it and he, he totally worth it. Wrapping my hands around his neck, I pulled him closer. He responded with an equally intense hunger as our bodies pressed tightly against each other. I could feel the unmistakable bulge in his pants pressing against my thighs, igniting a blazing desire between us, poking me for more.Damn, he was sexy.We kissed. I bite. He nibbled.As it got, feisty, he gently pushed me onto the bed, and I bounced a few times before he hovered over me. His impossible towering figure completely engulfed me. But I kind of liked it anyway. His strong chest pressed against mine as he kissed me deeply. I wanted my hands to feel him, but before I could even touch him, he pinned down my hands above my head. Our tongues tangled in a heated battle, and I couldn't resist the pleasure of being dominated by him.As our passionate kisses continued, I managed to stammer between breaths, feeling somewhat foolish for bringing it up at such a heated moment, but I still had to ask anyway, "I-I thought you always hated me..."He pulled back slightly, his lips tracing a scorching path from my jaw to my earlobe, then down to my shoulder, sending delightful shivers through me. "I have never really hated you," He said in between the kisses. "You were just..." His voice trailed off "too much for me." His teeth grazed my skin, just right above my collarbone, causing me to let out a little yelp. "Easy Tiger!" I taunt. "Easy is the last thing I want to be with you, Miss. Garcia," He replied, kissing me back. And for some reason, I couldn't disagree with him today. Our passion had unleashed a wild, almost animalistic side in us. I scratched, bite and moaned in reaction. And he didn't let me breathe. After some time, when I almost was out of breath, he paused for a moment, his eyes filled with concern as he looked into mine. In a gentle voice, he asked, "Are you sure I'm not hurting you?"Seriously? The monster is worried about me? What a bummer!Looking at him, I realised, he lay on me, in bare chest, as my legs wrapped around his torso. I could feel his bulge poking at my stomach.Embarrassment washed over me as I realized the position we were in, but I had to reply anyway. Looking up at him, meeting his stare, I nodded slowly, assuring him that I was okay. Honestly, my face feels hot right now. His dishevelled hair and hungry brown eyes were doing something to my heart and I don't know how long I could hold myself from falling for him over and over again. But I can't do that. And my heart breaks knowing that I can't fall for him. We are not exclusive. For a moment my face fell. My heartache, knowing that this very beautiful man isn't mine to be called. He doesn't even like me. And this... this is just... "I have always liked you." Like the time, my confession almost slipped from my lips, and my eyes widened in realization. But thankfully I managed. "I-I mean I like your name. It's very— Catchy." I confessed while being breathless.He was listening to me carefully. Then the next second, he smirked playfully before whispering to my ears, "Good. Tonight, when I fuck that pussy raw, I want you to chant my name, Miss Garcia, do you understand me?" He looked up at me with a witty grin on his face that made my pussy throb in anticipation. Holy shit. Who knew, the monster could be so fucking sexy? I gulped the lump in my throat. My heart beat faster, but I made sure to nod.And then the next second, his one hand still pinning me on the bed, another, crawled down my waist, before squeezing them, earning a moan from me. Our lips met once again.It was nothing sort of soft or sensual or loving. It was powerful demanding and breathtaking. His hands roamed around my body as he kissed my neck, finding my sensitive spots and sucking on them. Lowering towards my cleavage, he bites earning another yelp from me. I squirmed under his touch, completely spellbound and dominated by him.Sitting up, he pulled me too. With one swift movement, he removed my tank top and jeans and threw them somewhere in the room. His lips immediately claimed the contours of my thighs, kissing them and then climbing towards my inner thighs. I bite a moan. The feeling inside me was crazy."Don't," He breathed. I tried to look at him, but his touch was too much for me to even think straight. "Don't hide your moans from me, Miss Garcia." He said. "I want to hear them."I was completely naked before him. Mesmerized and captive under his spell. Taking my one tits in his mouth, and another in his hand, he squeezed and nibbled at the same time. My eyes rolled off in pleasure. My pussy throbbing to get some attention, but he made sure, to secure my hands in his, so that I can't touch myself. Fucking bastard. After giving me, numerous hicckeys all over my boobs, he finally let me go. Sitting up, he slowly discard his sweatpants letting me watch every second of me, and damn it was all worth it. Leaving him only in his shorts. The huge bulge, prominent in his shorts, for a second my mouth watered. I took my time to watch him. More like eye fuck him. There is no backing away from this, now.My eyes roamed unabashedly over his perfectly sculpted form, tracing the solid cuts of his muscles, the defined lines of his six-pack, and the inked tattoos that adorned his skin. Between the two angel wings etched on his chest, a name was curved in ink, written in cursive. "Amy."I wondered, a spark of curiosity mixing with the sensuality in the air. Who was Amy? A past love, perhaps? Or someone he...There was another tattoo on his right arm. Two snakes intertwined till his wrist where they protect a rose. I wonder what that could mean...But before I could fully process my thoughts, his hands began to explore the contours of my thighs, gliding along my curves with a deliberate, possessive touch. We both stared at each other like hungry animals in heat.At that moment, his touch erased all possible thoughts from my mind, leaving only the intoxicating sensation of his hands on my skin, engulfing me in a whirlwind of desire and curiosity.He took a few tantalizing minutes to appreciate every inch of my body. I could feel the intensity of his gaze on my lips, neck, shoulders, my full swollen breasts, my navel, and then downward, toward the very core of my being. I couldn't help but feel a little shy under the weight of his scrutiny. and then, his hands worked like an art. Moulding my breasts, kissing my navel and travelling south, but stopping right before where I want him the most."Let's keep the dessert for the last." He smirked. His hands slowly reached his waistband, before pulling it off. My eyes couldn't help but notice his impossible big hard cock sprinting before me, all wild and free. The sight alone made my mouth water with anticipation. And yet, a part of my heart feels impossibly scared thinking that no way, it would be adjusted inside me.Yet, I kept drooling at him, thinking about all the possibilities he would make me adjust himself inside me and that was alone capable of making me utterly wet.Mark, noticed the way I was looking at him. There was a satisfied smirk adorned his face, He fisted himself before giving a few strokes making me watch, and I could see the pre cum leaking from him already. Damn. "Do you want to touch it?"The question was so sudden, that my brain stopped working. Like a robot, I only nod. He took my hand and guided me to feather through his hard abs. They were kind of a chocolate bar dipped in whiskey. My favourite. Further, he guided me down... towards his very hard, throbbing cock, and my eyes widened in amazement at I held him. It felt like a junior monster before me. Hot and hard, ready to take me. He leaned in close to me and whispered in my ear, "You see, Miss Garcia? This is what you do to me."Even though I was enchanted, I still needed the part of me who gets on his nerves. It's like my very own personal kink. Getting him pissed and then letting him fuck me dirty. This time, I smirk, "And here I always thought you were gay!" I laughed. He scoffed, raising his brows as he replied in a low whisper, "Why don't you test it tonight?"He dipped in to kiss me once again, and I lost myself in his touch, once more. It was magical. As if it was a dream. And if it was a fucking dream, I'd never wanted to wake up.But suddenly, he sat up pulling me up with him and ordered in a husky growly tone, "Roll over, on your four, hold onto the headboard, and spread your legs for me, Cariño."My face flushed with heat, but I didn't dare deny him. Taking my time, I turn over. As I kept waiting, holding the headboard, my breath rose with each passing moment in anticipation of what was going to be next. As I felt his gaze on my body, I shiver. But he didn't touch me yet. The anticipation rose as I wanted to look back at him and see how he was looking at me, but before I could turn around, he steadied my head by pulling my hair."You're not allowed to touch or see me until you cum all over my face. Do you understand?" he whispered in my ears. The hair on my body rose with anticipation and I was unbelievably wet by now.Heat rushed all over me, but I nodded my head in excitement. I could feel his fingers feathering from my back, slowly down my spine, until they reached my ass. He waited for a little before he spanked me. I gasped in excitement.It has never occurred to me that Mark's hidden side would look like this, despite the fact that this is far more appealing.And then, I felt his cold breaths on the skin around my pussy and I gasped. My hands circled to grab the headboard so hard, that I feared it might be damaged by the time, we were done. He was close.Suddenly I felt his tongue slurping through my clit before biting it down, as I whimper in a mixture of pain and pleasure. His lips taunt my flesh. Slow and steady. Once. Twice. Thrice. But never giving me the full satisfaction. I want more. More of him."Please," I begged."Is this what you want, huh? My mouth over your dripping cunt?" He asked in a hoarse voice and my eyes rolled back in pleasure. "Then I am all yours,"He devoured once again. This time, rather than his lazy flicks, he hit the faster licks. His lips, tongue and teeth brutally assaulted me with pleasure that I thought I might lose my mind.His expert tongue slipped through my every fold, up and down, round and round, mercilessly. My breath is restless and uncontrollable moans leave my mouth. As his lips made the wonders, he added one finger pumping inside of me."Ahh... Mark..." I moaned. "That's -that's too much" I whimpered. Yet, didn't stop. I didn't want him to though. He kept sucking me, licking me, biting me, torturing me and kissing me, devouring all of me and then after some time, I couldn't resist anymore. "You can take it," He retorted. His torture began to make me squirm under his touch, as my legs began to wobble.Finally, with a sharp scream, I burst all over him. He slowed down and I sighed in relief. I turned around slightly in my position, to see him smirking at me while he spanked my ass before grabbing them to his face. Kinky. My breaths all raged. Then he grabbed them and said, "Good girl."I sighed, feeling exhausted as I lay on the bed on my stomach. I was too tired by the toe-curling orgasm of my life. But he wasn't done yet. He turned me over, facing him as he whispered, "I want more."He pushed his giant cock inside, burying it deep inside, earning a loud gasp from me. "Be a good girl and take all of me, Cariño.""I can't, you are too big." I protested. Keeping my hands tied in one of his, he grabbed my one tits with the other, before popping them in his mouth. He withdrew his hips once before slamming himself in again. "You can, I know you can. Just be a good little girl, you are."And then, he made sure, I could really take him in. Restless breaths, muffled moans, and the sound of skin slapping together dominated the rest of the night.-----X-----A/N: If you guys need holy water, please let me know. (*I don't have them and neither I am going to give them to you guys. Hehe.) Hope you have enjoyed Mark's dominant side. 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