Tales from the Qrypt – Mark Prt 4

After we had eaten, I snuggled contentedly in Mark’s lap and sipped my wine. At that moment there was nowhere else I’d rather be. Curled up here in this warm embrace, listening to the waves and watching the sky turn dark as the last of the sunset faded was blissful. “Hey you’re sleeping, let’s go in” Mark’s voice in my ear startled me, I must have dozed off for a bit! “Oops! sorry I didn’t mean to, let me clear this stuff away” I said. “Leave it, I’ll do it later” Mark said and in one fluid movement, he picked me up and headed inside. 

I felt ridiculous! “put me down!” I said giggling. Mark just kept walking to the bedroom and when he finally put me down he said “I’m going to shower, join me?” I took the hand he held out and allowed him to lead the way into the spacious bathroom.  We stood together under the shower running soapy hands over each other’s bodies. After a while, Mark backed me up against the wall and kissed me.

I put my arms around his neck intending to deepen the kiss but suddenly he hoisted me up against the wall and moved in closer, my feet were no longer touching the ground and I had no choice but to wrap my legs around his hips. It felt boldly intimate and my body began its slow sweet, sensual throb of need.

His mouth was sweet, his breath fragrant and intoxicating. I could sense that our lovemaking was going to be short-lived, his breathing was fast and hard and I could feel the urgency of his arousal.  I let my head fall back against the cold tile as he closed his teeth on the tender skin of my neck and thrust his thick shaft into my throbbing tightness. Sharp pain and sweet pleasure flooded my senses all at once as he ground his hips hard into mine.

He was groaning with every thrust and saying things I couldn’t understand but I really didn’t care! I was lost in the intensity of the burning pain-pleasure that rocked my core, it was excruciatingly sweet torture! his big hands squeezed my butt cheeks hard, almost tearing them apart as he buried himself deeper and deeper between my thighs.  I felt his orgasm throbbing deep inside me and my legs quivered uncontrollably as my own orgasm ripped through me. He collapsed against me and  I unclasped my legs from around him and tried to stand on unsteady feet. I was going to need some recovery time!

We showered again then went to bed.  The bed was big and comfortable with luxuriously plush pillows and I fell asleep immediately. The combination of wine and hot lovemaking also played a part in that I suppose! At some point during the early hours of the morning Marks mouth between my thighs woke me. He was licking and sucking on me like a starving man and it was exactly what my body craved! I was moaning and unashamedly spreading my legs to give him better access. When he finally filled me with his hard, hot shaft the familiar burning pleasure made me dig my fingers into his muscled shoulders as we became lost in sweet pleasure.

The next few days were wonderful; Mark went to his office every morning and I lazed on the beach or went sightseeing. We spent our afternoons and evenings indulging our love for conversation, good food, wine and each other. The time for me to leave came all too quickly and while I regretted having to leave Mark and the idyllic cottage on the beach; I was also happy to get back to reality with great memories of a magical interlude.