Melanie POV

He looked down at me and I looked up at him. I blinked slowly as I pulled out my prize and smiled. He moaned as soon as my thumb softly circled his bobbing head. I looked back up at him but his eyes were closed.

"Mel we need...oh gawd weeee need tooooooo..."

I wrapped my lips around him and took him in. His hand went for the side of the shelf and the other stroked my hair. I moaned as I took him deeper and deeper.

"Stop Mel...we have toooo..."

My fingers squeezed his hips and then his backside bringing him even farther down my throat. His moans filled my ears as he started to pump inside my warm mouth. After tonight, I was going to be crowned, CDTFQ better known as the Certifiable Deep Throat Freak Queen of the industry. I wanted him to wear me out, better yet I wanted to wear him out. Hell if I ended up in traction again so be it, because I was going to enjoy every single second of this.

He was ready to release and I was ready to drink of the ambrosia he was offering but he pulled himself back. Hold up! What the fuc..., before disappointment set in, he pulled me up, snatched my thong, ripping it from my body and went to work. I damn near exploded and fell on my ass the moment his warm, thick tongue invaded my folds. My breath hitched and my legs quivered.

"Marc...," was all I could say. My words and thoughts were scrambled as he worked his magic. I tried grabbing on to something but I wasn't even close to anything remotely secure. Somehow buried deep in my folds his left hand snaked up cradling my lower back.

Hercules had nothing on Marc's strength. He held me as if I didn't weigh an once. My body propelled back and forth giving everything he requested. I shivered hoping it wouldn't be the last one for the night. I shook and before long he released me, lifted me up where I wrapped my legs around his waist. He slid his finger inside from the back but I was already soaked. Months I had waited for this moment and now I was wet and absolutely ready.

His hands gripped my behind, lifting me up slowly where I slid right on down his hard shaft. The feel of him inside of me was like hallelujah to my soul. I had missed this. I was ready to surrender to my everlasting passion.

"You feel so good," he whispered against my ear. His lips glided to mine where I grabbed him by his face and sucked his bottom lip. Classiness was no longer my friend but a deep burning passion of want, freakiness and desire was ready to take her place. I stripped off his tie and pulled his shirt apart as the buttons went flying across the closet. He didn't complain as my tongue sucked his neck. He moaned as his pace was slow and easy.

His hand travelled up my back and up to my neck where he gripped it pulling my head back. My throat was exposed to his wandering lips. He caressed my skin with those soft lips of his working them down to my chest. With his teeth and tongue, he managed to pull apart the front latch of my bra where he began to devour them.

With no leverage, he was bent at the knees as I rode him with my legs wrapped behind his back. He held on to me taking on all my weight. Why did this make me want to creme all over myself? This would be forever etched in my brain for eternity. My big strong stallion was working me, grinding and taking everything I was giving.

He continued to cradle my back and neck while my head leaned back. My eyes peered into the long mirror behind me on the wall. To see our bodies attached with pure energy increasing made me moan. He pushed deeper and deeper, until I was breathless. My hands were now stretched out on each side of my head with my palms buried in the blush carpet.

I called out his name and he went deeper. I wanted this and he was giving me more than I required. He pulled me up to him never breaking his stride. I wrapped my arms around his neck. My chin rested on his shoulder where I could see the balcony in my frontal vision surrounded by the beauty of the nightfall.

His hands went back down to my backside where he was still only supporting me. I swore my body was going to explode into a trillion pieces never to be put back together again. He kissed my neck as I held on and enjoyed the ride. My body seized uncontrollably. My mind went crazy trying to find anything that resembled normalcy.

I continued to called out his name but it was drown out by his kisses that had me digging my nails into his back. I shivered and then he released me only to swipe the items off the display counter. He lifted me up still hard, raised my legs where I laid down on the display counter and he went back to work. My legs were in the air while he did a slow grind bringing me back to my peak.

My eyes rolled back in my head and I was afraid they would get stuck but I held on to him, feeling every inch, every ridge that glided into me. It was beautiful how he worked my body. My back arched, my hands gripped the sides of the the counter and my moans turned into grunts then to echoes of madness. My body was sweating although the air was on full blast.

"So good, Marc..baby, soooooo good." I held on while he rotated his hips. I felt myself ready to break free again. I was trying to stop it but I couldn't. I withered away as he never missed a beat. He flipped me over with my backside tooted up in the air. My body was weak, but my mind wanted more.

He slapped me hard and my lower lips trembled. Exactly what I wanted. He slapped me again and again rubbing the pleasure and pain away. He kissed each side before taking his seat at his throne again. My body nearly flew off the counter with the anticipation of more to come. 

I glanced in the side mirror where he kissed along my spine and I sucked my bottom lip. He pushed my hair to the side and nibbled on my ear. Our eyes met in the mirror and I was a sight to see. Here I was, on my knees on top of a display counter, handbags all over the floor and Marc easing in and out of me from the back. My hair was slicked to my face and my knuckles were turning white from holding on to the sides of the counter. Then there was sweat running from my forehead and down between my breasts. His right hand was snaked up between my breasts where my chest rested in his palm while he used me as his leverage. His other hand cover my sex while my pearl stroked along his two dominate fingers. My arm was wrapped behind me pulling him closer to me skin to skin.

"I love you," he whisper. "I love you so much that I can't see myself without you. You mean everything to me. Without you there is no me, baby damn it's been way too long."

I didn't realize I was crying. Wait or was it sweat, or was it actually tears, yep they were tears because his words were like a part of me.

"I love you too. Oh gawd...I love you too, ooooohhh, right there."

He raised up on his knees bringing my backside up higher in the air causing the side of my face to lay flat on the counter. I watched as he slapped and rubbed my backside and repeated it over and over until I felt a gush of wetness streaming down my legs. He slowly pulled out only to go back in full force. He went so deep I thought I would die. My body moved to each beat of his, my vision was getting blurry and the friction was about to have me in confession every Saturday afternoon.

I screamed out his name and he groaned out mine as we both reached that place that only so many can find. Utopia was where I was. Smelling the ocean and the warmth of the sun against my face. I saw us sitting on the beach lying in each other's arms taking in the beauty of the day. Two little children playing in the sand as they came running up next to us. I blinked for a moment realizing we were both staring into the mirror.

A strange feeling passed between us that left us both speechless.

"Did you see what I just saw?" he asked sliding out of me.

"Beach, sun, kids?"

His eyes got big and he nodded. "Two kids with you and I lying on the beach with me holding you."

I cleared my throat and nodded. We both looked around but the only thing I saw were those damn flowers that Dommi seem to be fascinated with.

"Let's shower before we go down," he said.

"Okay," I replied as he helped me down. He had to quickly grab me before I fell. My backside was still stinging, my legs were weak, and I had to clear my throat.

"I made sure your dresser slash display case was the right height just in case one day, we did this."

"Oh really?"

"I mean you never know when playtime may occur. In the top drawer is a remote that will close the main closet door just in case we may have unwanted company."

"Like who?"

He rubbed my stomach.

"I see. Smart man."

He kissed me. "I will go and start the shower."

"Okay, I will be there in a second."

He walked away and moments later I heard the water going. I looked around admiring the closet. I walked up to the shelve next to the sunshades to see a boutique of what I called Dommi's Lovespell. I took a sniff. Fresh, should have known. On the left side were pictures of Marc and I from Galicia. We were walking on the beach hand and hand. I wondered how he got that picture? Another was when we were at the Valentine's Day Charity Ball, where I met Cadence.

"Ready?" he called out from the doorway. I smiled walking towards him.

This bathroom was a showcase. A pale blue covered the walls making them bright and airy. Double vanities with antique mirrors hung above each one. Quartz was laid perfectly across the countertops and a fireplace was built inside the corner. The glass and stone steam shower had an archway leading into the double doors. The shower was big enough for ten people with a bench and a shelf. I could hear music but I couldn't see where it was coming from. There was an AV panel of switches that controlled the shower heads and ah... the music.

"The closet was yours but I had to have the shower. The soaking tub is on the other side of the shower. I made it large  enough for the both of us," he said winking.

"I might like this better."

"You're welcome over here anytime especially for playtime." He kissed me again and the water started sliding down my aching muscles which turned out to be perfect. He deepened the kiss and soon me were christening out the shower. Between the heat between my legs and the heat from the shower, I just knew I was going to wither up and glide right down the drain.

"I can't get enough of you," he said uncovering me. Two more times we had done the nasty. No more would we wait this long again. He was going to surely break me if this drought ever happened again.

"I'm sure the girls are wondering what is taking you so long."

"Believe me, they know."

"Oh?"

"I kinda told them the little mishaps I've had in the last few weeks."

"You have to admit they were comical."

I tapped him on the chest.

"I would disagree. You had me like a rabid crazy dog in heat."

"I still think it was funny."

"I guess so."

"I will miss bringing you breakfast in bed, watching Lifetime movies and eating strawberry icecream with you. It was fun."

"You can always cater to me you know," I said and started singing my song, Destiny's Child, Cater to You.

"I want to give you my life, my strength,
My will to be here
Thats's the least I can do
Let me cater to you
Through the good
The bad
The ups and the downs
I'll still be here for you
Let me cater to you
Cause you're beautiful
I love the way you are
Fulfill your every desire
Your wish is my command
I want to cater to man," I sang to him rubbing my hands against his big strong muscular chest. I kissed it and he raised my head.

"Your heart
So pure your love shines through
The darkness well get through
So much of me is you
I want to cater you," he ended it which caused me to laugh.

"I heard Mona singing it not too long ago so I googled it and learned the words to mess with her. I didn't know that you knew it to."

"I love that song, but I have to keep you off google, that's a dangerous place for you, Pimp Daddy." I slapped him on his rear walking away but he pulled me back to him.

"Alright, this was just the second course. I will have my main dish later on tonight," he said breathing out the words that made me have a mini orgasm. He was way too much. I fanned myself walking out the shower trying not to stumble as my pearl vibrated with excitement.

We finally got dressed. I pinned my hair up since it was now a bushy mess. The curls and thickness was overshadowing. I was getting frustrated until Marc came behind me and kissed me on the neck.

"Up or down you will still be beautiful."

"Thank you. Who are those boxes for?" I saw him with two black boxes in his hands.

"Oh these? They are both for you."

"Me?" I started to clap, I just loved presents.

"I would suggest to open the big one first."

"They say the bigger the better."

"If you say so." He held the first one out. I opened it and clasped my heart.

"Marc this is way too much. This house was a fortune and now this?"

"You worry too much. I have enough money for generations. It's called wealth. Our children will inherit it and so forth. This is why I have worked so hard all these years. I said when I found the woman I was meant to be with we would play hard and enjoy life."

"Why are you making me cry again?"

He chuckled. He pulled out the perfectly cut diamond necklace on a platinum chain. The earrings were pear shaped. They were absolutely beautiful.

"I'm speechless, thank you baby."

"You're welcome." He put it on me and I put the earrings in. Looking in the mirror the set would go with any and everything.

"Between those beautiful green eyes I love to stare into they look perfect on you. By the way you are rocking this green dress."

"My man has good taste in clothes."

"Thank you very much," he said in his Elvis voice.

"So what's in the second box?"

"I'm not sure if you are ready for what's inside."

"Excuse me, I'm ready for whatever you dish out."

"If you accept it then you're mine forever, no holds barred. I'm willing to protect you even give my life for you. All these years I knew there was something about you that made me want you. I wasn't sure what it was that drew me to you but I finally realized it, it was your heart. It's so big especially putting up with me. I know I can be a handful, demanding and hardheaded but there is one thing I can't control and that's the love I have for you." He got down on one knee.

"I love you Melanie and I want to spend the rest of my life with you." He opened the box. "If you will do me the honor..."

"Yes! Yes!" I screamed jumping up and down.

"Marry me?" He said laughing.

"Oh yes sir anytime any place?"

"Sooner than later."

"I'm ready. I heard the sex is even better when married."

"I don't know if it can, its already off the charts."

"I don't know, I think you are holding back Mr. Hernandez." His eyes narrowed.

"Maybe I should say that about the so to be future Mrs. Hernandez."

"You'll just have to see," I said licking my lips. Now it was his turn to hit me on the rear.

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