Always been mine!

Chapter twelve

Bonnie's P.o.v

His balls smacked against my ass as he thrusted in and out of me, driving his hard d**k into my warm, wet p***y. I bent forward , fingers curling into the back of the white cotton beddings. His thumb pressing against my swollen c**t as he thrust into me , hard. I felt my p***y walls tighten around his d**k as a pressure built up within me.

I tossed my head back, overcome with pleasure. He thrust harder into me.

“You like that?” he whispered.

“Yeah, don't stop. Please, don't stop. Harder, Marcus.” i panted, squeezing his butt cheeks, wanting more of him.

My thighs started shaking. “Oh God,” I panted. I was so close to coming.

“Not yet,” he whispered and moved his hands to my neck. “You come when I am done with you and I'm far from done.” His fingers tightened, choking me. He stopped thrusting, pulling out so only the tip of his d**k was inside of me, teasing.

I groaned in frustration, "stop teasing me!"

He shoved his big beautiful d**k back into me, pushing it in as far as it could go, filling me up completely.

Slowly, his fingers trailed over my breast and around my erect n****e.

He stroked c**t again with his thumb, slowly.

Unable to take it any longer, i reached down and moved his hand out of the way. I could do it better myself. I knew what i wanted. He leaned forward, watching me stroke myself. My breathing quickened, i was almost there.

He cupped my breasts in his hands, running his fingers over my n*****s. He brought his thumb and finger together, pulling my n****e. I moved my fingers faster, pressing down on my c**t.

He slipped his hand down, taking over where i had left off. He moved fast, pressing so hard it almost hurt. I felt myself get wetter. Oh My God. I braced myself against the bed. He kissed my neck and flicked his fingers back and forth.

I felt my eyes roll back. Pleasure was building up really fast.

“I’m close,” he said, “Come for me, sweetheart.”

And I did. Hard. The orgasm rippled through me, my body shuddering in ecstasy. I moaned, out loud . Not caring who was listening.

His hands held my small waist tightly Ashe came, offloading into me. His d**k pulsed inside of me. I inhaled slowly as I opened my eyes. That was good. He pressed his lips to my forehead.

“You are so beautiful, Bonnie,” he whispered. “Just stay here and I will bring you something to drink and eat.”

I smiled. “Thanks. But really, I just want you again.”

He smiled, his blue eyes flashing. “Anything for you.”

Something jumped on me . I groaned, reaching my hand out from under the blankets to slap it. f**k. I was in my room in Michael's house, alone and Nikki was bouncing up and down on the bed. Sunlight filtered through the window.

Me: "b***h! get off now. Am not your mother. You want d**k, go get it elsewhere."

I rolled over and pulled the blankets over my head, wishing I could force myself to go back to sleep and back to sexy dreamland. My heart was racing. Why couldn’t that be real? At least I f****d him this time.

I sighed and closed my eyes, thinking of the sexy man. He was a real person and not a made up fantasy, which made me feel kind of dirty.

He had dark hair that fell, blue eyes, and a spanish accent. He could make me wet enough for a panty change just hearing him speak.

Marcus Kruger, was just the one.

Me: "give me a minute." I laughed as Nikki hit me with a pillow. Atleast I had a best friend, a sister and she was going to help into getting my fantasy become a reality.