If I wait for you to love me back, I’ll die a virgin, so my feelings will just have to be enough for the both of us.
Then, in one brazen step, she went over to the bed and sat down on it. Marcus was pouring coffee into the cups and didn’t notice right away. When he saw her, he frowned and spilled some coffee on the table.
‘What the hell . . . ?’
‘Could you hurry up with that coffee? I’m also going to need a lot of energy tonight.’
Marcus walked towards her, both serious and furious. ‘Tell me you’re kidding and we can quit while we’re ahead.’
‘I’m not kidding at all. Don’t get the wrong idea about me. I’m not some fairy with tinsel wings and I’m not looking for your love – just pure sex. Fuck me like you fuck the others, and don’t pretend you have any scruples.’
‘Penny, you don’t know what you’re getting into.’
‘I know perfectly well.’
Marcus pointed to his jeans and Penny saw exactly what she was getting into. A glaring erection strained against his pants.
That’s for me?
Marcus sat on the bed. He gave her one last angry look and then, without any more hesitation, squeezed the back of her neck with one hand and kissed her. Penny ended up lying on her back, her tongue once again working its way over Marcus’s lips, mouth and teeth. Marcus licked her in turn, panting like someone who knows what he wants. Maybe Penny should have told him she was a virgin, but if she had, he would have stopped, she was sure of it. And she didn’t want him to stop.
Marcus fumbled under her dress, which rustled like a swarm of bees. He must have done the same to a million women. Or maybe just her, here, now, tonight? He moved as if he knew where everything was: zippers, hooks, things to raise and things to slide. He pulled the dress over her head and Penny shivered with total love and a fear she was doing her best to conceal. Her heart pounded like she was about to have a heart attack, with all the strength of one last goodbye bang. She found herself in her bra and panties under the heat of Marcus’s gaze, and wondered if it was all a dream, one of the countless fantasies she’d been having over the last few weeks. But then his hands removed the last of her clothing and his tongue tasted her skin – slow but impetuous – telling her that this was all too real. He bit her nipples gently and stroked them with his fingertips, sending chills of pleasure throughout her body, in sync with the rhythm of her heart.
Then he moved down her belly, parted her legs and kissed her down there too. For a moment Penny lost all sense of place and time. With her eyes fixed on the skylight bathed in fallen rain – without actually seeing it, because her vision was filled with tiny sparks of pleasure and delight – she enjoyed his voracious touch at the centre of her body and stopped thinking about anything else; if she could have, she would have stayed that way for the rest of her life. But Marcus suddenly broke away from her. He stood up and stared down at her with the eyes of a hungry predator, remaining like that for a moment, beside the bed, in the shadows. Finally, he let out a sigh that was almost a rattle and took off his pants. Penny trembled for a moment like she had done back in the alley, but the fear of having him inside her was less strong than the need.
Marcus pulled a condom out from a drawer. He quickly opened the wrapper with his teeth and started to put it on, but Penny stopped him.
‘Can I do it?’ she asked.
Where has this shameless hussy been hiding? From which novel, film or soap did I learn to be so forward?
He nodded, and she saw his throat twitch as he swallowed, as if watching something new and mysterious, even though it must have been the millionth time for him. Penny tried to stop her clumsy hands from shaking. She tried not to look stupid or let on that she’d never done this before, but although she had indeed never done it, and she did feel a little stupid, she managed better than she expected.