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I was pressed against the door as soon as it was closed. The pressure of the hand on my face changed slightly as Marcus relaxed his hold.
"Hey, baby," he whispered, "did you miss me?"
I could only stare up at him in confusion. This wasn't the way I'd pictured this happening. He was changing the plan! It wasn't suppose to happen like that. He continued without letting me speak.
"I know we've had a few problems lately but you didn't have to stop talking to me, stop answering the phone when I called. Since you wouldn't talk to me through normal means, I figured I come over and see what's going on. And what do I find when I do? You, wearing some slut outfit and flirting with other men. I can't believe that."
Suddenly a light bulb went off. Seems like we'd been here before though. Just thinking about our first time together made my juices begin to flow. Sometimes he was just too much. He had thought of a story line for this and it wasn't even a unique one. I made myself go stiff and glared up mutinous at him. His lips quirked at the face I presented. He released my hands and I brought one up to pull his hand from
"What are you doing here?" I said, pushing against his chest to put more room between us.
"I told you, you wouldn't talk to me, so I had to do something."
"And I told you when you left, that I didn't want to talk to you again. I'm tired of playing second fiddle, Marcus. There doesn't seem to be enough hours in the day for you. You work so many damn hours that you only want to sleep when you get home. That leaves no time for me and I'm tired of it."
He growled at me and leaned closer. I could see myself reflected in his eyes and the rebellious look that I had had since birth was clearly seen. "I've told you that I was sorry about that. I can't help that I have a job that takes a lot of time. Do you want me to change jobs?"
I rolled my eyes. Yeah, like that would really happen, even if he was just being in character. "No, I don't want you to change jobs. I told you before, I am just tired of not being able to compete with the other things in your life. You know we haven't been good together for a long time. I just think that we both need to move on. Please, just leave."
I sighed and tried to push by him. Marcus wasn't having any of that though. He grabbed my elbows in a hard grip and pulled me until there wasn't any room between us. "I told you I'm not leaving so shut up. We have a good thing going. You know you love it when I touch you. There hasn't been one time when I haven't been able to make you cum gangbusters."
I squirmed knowing that we both were pulling too much from our relationship into this scenario. What I had said before, I'd meant. There were times that I felt like I was alone even when he was right beside me in bed. However, I wouldn't change him or the fact that he loved his job. Since I loved him, I would learn to put up with it. Right now though, that wasn't important.
"Let. Me. Go. Now," I snarled.
"I don't think so."
"Why are you doing this?" I whined, my voice rising slightly at the end. I knew he loved it when I used that little girl voice and instantly I could feel his arousal. The feel of his hot hard body was making mine react in ways it had never done before. This was what I wanted, that arousal that was so sharp that I couldn't tell which was pain or pleasure.
"I've missed this," he whispered, his eyes running over my body. "I've missed this hot body pressed up against me. You know how many times in the last few weeks that I've had to jerk off just thinking about you, wet and supple beneath me? I've got cock-burn for you baby."
"You sure its not the crabs? I've heard they have much the same symptoms," I said sarcastically.
He laughed loudly.