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She’s looking into my eyes, searching me, and I can see she’s fighting with herself.  She doesn’t want to do it, I know she’s afraid of her vulnerability.  But she’s enticed by the idea as well.  I see a small smile tug on the corners of her mouth and I can’t resist.  I slowly lower my lips to hers, hers are already swollen with our kisses, grazing them softly.  I lightly run my tongue along them and her mouth opens slightly and I feel her breath mixing with mine.  Like always she lets me do what I want with her and I relish it, I love the taste and feel of her. 

She whispers, “Ok.”

“Thank you, baby.” My mouth takes hers with the lingering fire from just being inside of her and she pushes her body into me dragging her nails down my back making me hard again.

“I’m going to get my camera, stay just like that, you’re perfect.”

I go to my closet and pull down a box I haven’t unpacked yet but I know the camera’s in there.  I turn it on to check if the battery is fully charged.  My cock is rock hard thinking about the shots I’m going to get of Elizabeth.

“Look at you, Marco, you’re obviously excited.  You must really be enjoying this,” she laughs at me when I walk back in to bedroom.

“I am, baby, you have no idea how intoxicating you are right now.  And you’re letting me capture this moment.  You’re making me very happy.”

“I can’t believe I’m letting you, to be perfectly honest.”  I see the blush creeping across her already flushed cheeks.

I sit on the edge of the bed and look into her eyes.

“Don’t worry Elizabeth, I won’t do anything to hurt you or give you any reason not to trust me.  I asked you to let me do this because I want to capture your sensuality on film, see you open and exposed from making love with me.  Even if just a small piece of it, I need to have it.” 

There’s a long silence.  Her expression is soft and very feminine, unguarded and open.  And at that moment I know she is going to give me what I want, what I need, to be expressed in her pictures.  The expressions of her soul.

“I know, Marco.”  Her voice is quiet but certain.  “Just tell me what you want me to do for you.”

My eyes move to gaze at her breasts showing through the sheet and I brush my finger over her nipples.

“I want you to think of us making love.  I want you to relive that, feel those feelings, imagine my hands and my mouth on your body and show me what you are feeling.”

Her eyelids dip as her mind and body go back to that place of passion we shared just moments before.  Her lips part slightly and I see her tongue peeking out behind her porcelain white teeth.  That lovely thick dark mane of hair of hers is fanned out against the white pillow under her head framing her in purity.  There is a shift in her body that pushes her breasts out and my hand reaches out to caress her. 

She begins to shift in reaction to my touch and I start to click away.  Her eyes look at me with such affection it melts my heart.  She’s softly writhing, shifting and moving as if my hands and mouth our making love to her, tasting her, drinking her in.  Her eyes are speaking to me, making love to me, beckoning to me like a sirens song and I get lost in them. 

Her beauty is angelic, this moment, this thing we are sharing now is not human but spiritual, my soul is calling to hers and I know hers is answering.  And I hope that I am able to capture this tiny moment, a small piece of this experience so that I can drown in it again and again. 

Chapter 8

Elizabeth

Monday, but oh, what a weekend.  I still shiver when I think about the decadent bodily delights Marco gave me, I feel like you can see the pleasure still written all over my skin.  But it’s been a hell of a day at the office, non-stop since we opened the doors this morning.  I’m looking forward to blowing off a little steam.  Tonight is the first night of the self-defense classes at Evolution’s gym and both Elsie and Janie said they were meeting me there.  They have never met but I know they’re going to love each other.  Marco suggested he and I go together so he’s picking me up in a few minutes.  I wonder if he wants to go with me because of a possessive thing but I would be lying if I said I wasn’t looking forward to watching him get in the cage and be all Neanderthal, getting sweaty and throwing punches with another guy. I can’t explain it but I think it’s sexy.

Sitting in the kitchen at the breakfast bar I send both Elsie and Janie a text.

Hey, you still meeting me at Evolutions for the class?  I saved us all spaces.

Elsie –
Are you fucking kidding me?  And miss being surrounded by the sexiest men in Wilmington, yeah, I’m going!

Janie –
If I thought I wouldn’t be arrested for stalking, my ass would be parked outside that building 24 hours a day.  Can I get there an hour early?

Is this today’s version of women going to a male stripper show?  Women are so bad! 

Yeah Janie, I think you can if you want but I believe you’ve got to work out and not just ogle.

Janie –
As long as a big hunk of Adonis is working me out, I’ll do whatever the hell he wants me to.  Hurry your ass up!!

I’m waiting for Marco, he should be here any minute.  You guys haven’t met yet either, this is going to be a full night.

Elsie and Janie –
I hope I get full!

Down ladies or we’re all going to be a mess for class.

I hear the keys in the door, Marco must be here, I still get a little shiver of excitement each time I see him.

Marco’s here, I’ll be there in a little while.

Elsie and Janie –
Hurry up!

“Hi baby,” Marco comes up behind me and leans his arms on either side of me, resting them on the counter in front of me and kisses me hello.

“Hi sexy, so, I get to watch you beat on some guy tonight?”  I smile mischievously up at him.

He laughs deep and loud and it makes me laugh with him.

“Yeah, I guess you will.  Do you like the idea of that, babe?”  He’s smirking at me.

“Why yes, Mr. Bond, I believe I do like the idea of that.  Does that make me a bad girl?”  I can’t keep the innuendo out of my comment.

“Elizabeth, you are the best kind of bad girl and I would kick anyone’s ass just to watch you watching me.  Are you ready to go?  And are your friends meeting us there?”

“Yes, I’m ready and yes, they’re meeting us there,” I hand Marco my phone to show him the messages.

He can’t help but laugh at my horny friends.

“Well, this ought to be interesting.”

I don’t miss the little smirk on his face.  I stand to get my purse and a bag with a change of clothes, just in case.

“You look sexy as hell in those yoga pants, Elizabeth.  Almost too good.”

I come up and slide my arms around his neck, tilting my head up to him seductively.

“The only person I want to look sexy for is you, Mr. Bond, you have me completely captivated.”

His arms slide around my waist molding me to him, and I can feel the contours and ridges of his body pressed against me.  He’s hard and strength, male and power, sexuality and control, every fiber of his being emanates all of these, and if he wanted to he could destroy you or seduce you easily with just one look. 

“And you are fucking exquisite bound and captive, Miss DiStefano.  Just remembering you tied and drunk on pleasure makes me crazy, baby.”

His mouth begins to drink mine, slowly, hungrily, completely and I feel myself falling quickly into that drunken stupor of pleasure again.  His hands press me in closer, and I want to melt into him, close is not close enough. 

Pulling away from me he’s silent for a moment as we gather our wits.  I can feel how aroused he is by his erection pressed against me.  I start to move to my knees, I want to take him into my mouth, taste him, swallow him, feast on him.  But he stops me, holding me by my arms.

“Not now, baby, although I would love for you to suck every drop from me right now, but we don’t have time.  And the edge of frustration will be good for me in the cage.”  He smirks that devilish half grin at me, the one that says, ‘Yeah, I’m a cocky son of a bitch but I can back it up.’ 

“And you too, you’re going to be sparring with the real big boys tonight, baby,” he says teasing me.

“Yeah, ya think they can handle me and the girls?”  I wink at him.

He throws his head back laughing, guiding me out of the apartment with his arm wrapped around my waist, taking my bag from me as we go.

“Oh God, Elizabeth, according to those texts, I don’t know if those guys know what’s coming.  This, baby, should be fun.”

I text Elsie and Janie from the car to let them know we’re on our way.  They’re waiting for us in the parking lot when we arrive.  Elsie’s already met Marco but Janie pounces on him with her effervescent personality as soon as we get out of the car, she’s just like a grown-up ten year old.

“Well, finally I get to meet the mysterious Marco Kastanopoulis.  Stalked my girl here, didn’t you, that first night.”  Janie’s got her hands on her hips, tapping her toe like a mother scolding her naughty child with a wicked little smirk on her face.

Marco’s not flustered one bit by Janie’s show.  “Yes, I did.  And I would do it again, just like that.  It’s very nice to meet you, Janie.  Elizabeth talks very highly of you, I wasn’t sure if she was ever going to let me meet you.”

“Come here you big lug, and give me a hug, this is how we do it.”  Janie opens her arms wide for a big bear hug and Marco steps into them closing his arms around her and they both have big silly grins on their faces.

I can’t help but feel so happy that they’ve finally met and their hugging!

“So you two have already met?”  I ask Elsie and Janie, looking from one to other.

Elsie chuckles a little bit before she says, “I guess we were both kinda excited about tonight, we got here early and we were hanging out.  It wasn’t hard to figure out who we were.”

“Yeah, we were debating on going in and starting a little tour of our own,” Janie adds laughing.

“Come on, ladies, let’s go inside then.”  Marco takes my hand and leads the way to the gym doors.

When we walk into the gym they’ve got Metallica’s So Fucking What pumping through the speakers.  Marco and I walk in first with Elsie and Janie behind us, Steve is at the front desk again completely absorbed in whatever he’s working on. 

“Hey Marco, good to see you.  Hi Elizabeth, good to see you again, and you’ve brought company for tonight’s class.  Here is some paperwork that needs to be filled out before class starts,” he says as he passes us each a packet of paper. 

I take the packet and turn to face Elsie and Janie and they’re both staring inside the gym.  I turn to look and John’s walking towards us through a sea of sexy sweaty male bodies.  Tonight he’s wearing gym shorts and a t-shirt with all of those muscles taking on a life of their own with each step he takes. 

“Who’s that?” they both whisper to me with eyes wide.

“I think that’s our teacher for tonight, John Wolfe,” I whisper back.

“There is a God,” Janie whispers rolling her eyes to the ceiling.

“Marco, Elizabeth good to see you guys!  Brian told me you would be here tonight, dude, he’s just finishing up in the cage.”  John greets us and they do that whole cool male hand shaking/slapping thing.

“Cool, I’ll stay here with the ladies until they’re ready to go for the class then I’ll start on the bag.”  Marco’s look becomes serious before he continues.  “Did he tell you anything?”

“Yeah, man, it looks a little funny,” he says shaking his head slowly.  “He’s gonna dig a little deeper, might take a couple of days but he’s confident he’ll find something.”  John looks a little disbelieving with whatever they’re talking about, I don’t know what it is but it sounds serious. 

“That’s what I was afraid of, God damn it!  Ok, thanks man.”  Marco’s brows are furrowed, he’s obviously concerned about whatever they’re discussing.

“And Elizabeth, who are your friends?”  John turns towards Elsie and Janie smiling that heart melting boyish million dollar grin.

“Hi John, this is Elsie...”

Elsie extends her hand with her eyes never leaving John’s face, “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“The pleasure is mine, thanks for coming out tonight, Elsie.”  John takes her hand.  Do I see a little spark lighting between them? 

“And this is Janie...,” I turn towards Janie.

“Hi, John, so you’re gonna teach us how to kick your ass?”  She smirks at him.

John throws his head back and laughs, “That’s the plan, Janie.  And I can tell already that I might want to watch my ass with you.”

She extends her hand to shake his, “Nah, I wouldn’t hurt you too bad.  And thanks, it’s nice to meet you.”

“When you ladies are done with the paperwork, meet me in the room in the back.  Marco, I’ll tell Brian you’re here.” 

John walks off, leaving the girls to stare open mouthed at his retreating 6’ 6” very large, very sculpted, very hot figure with his long black hair tied in a loose ponytail reaching between his shoulder blades.  Yep, definitely American Indian.

“Holy fuck, I think I’ve just died and gone to heaven.  Built like a brick shit house, good looking, and nice too!”  Elsie, I believe, has just called dibs on John.