My face went white. I abandoned my pride because this was now a conflict so bitter for it to be of any use to me. “If you touch me, I will hate it,” I whispered in a scared voice. He laughed and there was a naked desire in his eyes, a feeling so powerful that I went rigid with terror in front of it. He had never before looked at me like that. No man had. Marc had often looked at me with passion in the past but always with love, now there was nothing warm or soft about the expression in those beautiful dark eyes.I have never seen that expression on a man's face before but I knew it now, I had no hesitation in recognizing it. Lust, I thought sickeningly. It was an ugly word for an uglier feeling, but it was what I saw in his face as I stared at him. His eyes were as hard and as inhuman glittering and his nostrils flared above his mouth.“Don't..." I whispered. " Please! “His hands moved slowly and I watched them with fear, unable to move because my heart was beating faster and it came to my throat as I was paralyzed. “You had six years to learn how to please a man,” he said thickly. “I want to know how much Don has taught you and how mature have you become under his care.”I broke from the spell of terror but it was too late, struggling vividly with the remorseless hands, scratching, biting and kicking him.” I would rather die,” I said angrily. “You can die afterward,” Marc retorted in a harsh mockery forcing me backward onto the bed, pushing my arms back over my head, so that I withered helplessly, Positioning his hard body and smiling at me as if enjoying my attempts to escape. while I struggled. “Oh God, I hate you!” I spat out, at last, still facing the pointlessness of my struggle. “Good,” he said grinning. “That makes it perfect .” Then he lowered his head and kissed my throat moving his mouth slowly down the jawline, with unhurried enjoyment which had me gasping for air. One of his arms took hold of my bra and casually ripped it down and threw it with the rest of my clothes and I said childishly, “You have ruined my dress, Marc.” Marc laughed softly.” I'll buy you another,” he was busy kissing my breast, slowly and sensually, his lips hot against them. “But make it worth my while Carmen.” And Started suckling my hard nipples sensually, moving his tongue against it, while his other hand was massaging my other breast. I did not want to experience the sensation which was running through my body. I fought against it, as I had fought against his hands a moment ago his hands were on my bare skin exploring me with curiosity and I closed my eyes so that I could pretend that it was all a figment of my imagination, that I was dreaming, as I had often dreamt before. He was breathing quickly as he lifted his head and his mouth came down and destroyed my last barrier stripping away my pretense that it was a dream, bringing me back, fiercely awake I went down under the tidal wave of desire, which was swallowing him too and from that moment I gave up the unequal struggle. . I no longer cared anyway, I admitted because there was a sweet sensuous delight in everything he did to me. I moaned softly in his hands, trembling violently, knowing I was riding a whirlwind, which would destroy me but I no longer gave a damn. Later I knew I would despise and hate myself but now I was past thinking of anything but the easing of a long unsatisfied need to touch and be touched by him, all my control gone, my inhibitions dissolved, sank in the abandonment which was like nothing I had ever known before as for the first time in six long empty years, Marc continued to possess my body and soul. I was always his with all my body and soul and I knew there will never be anyone. His mouth captured my mouth again in a deep kiss as if he was punishing me for the long struggle. The burning need had not been sated, I admitted at last and I wanted more.Desire shivered and burned through my body as Marc's hands framed my hips, I knew what was coming and I was ready. His hands caressed my body, his hands slowly removing the remainder of my underwear, following each touch with kisses. As if he can’t have enough of me. I moaned with desire.He circled his tongue around my navel with his tongue and I cried out as he tormented me. and I arched towards him, offering myself. His mouth traveled down to my core and I sighed with pleasure as no one has been ever allowed to go down there except for Marc. And he started nuzzling it with his mouth. I groaned with the truly unbearable intensity. Then he slid his tongue inside it with urgency and just when I thought I would finally cum, he positioned himself and entered his hardness inside my core which longed to be possessed. He thrust inside slowly and sensually and I moved my hips inviting him completely inside me. I just wanted to enjoy the moment as I would never be able to touch him, kiss him, or make love to him again and that thought was acutely painful.It was wrong, crazily wrong, on a whole lot of levels as I was engaged to Don and he was with Bella but at that moment all I saw was us together just the way we were six years back when we met.His gaze was locked with me as he thrust deep inside her and he looked at me as if I was the only woman in the world to him and it steadied me. I arched my hips forward like an animal thirsty for water and he understood and increased his thrust rapidly making me go into an ecstasy of pleasure. Tears were falling down my cheeks as I climaxed and so did Marc. But he stayed inside me and after calming himself down I could feel his collapsed manhood standing firm and erect inside me and I just smiled. With a raw groan, he tangled his fingers in my hair, a glint of rueful humor charming me as he bent his head and kissed me softly.For long minutes I lay locked beneath Marc on the bed. I savored the lovemaking inside me. It's been six years since we had last been together, and it took a moment to wallow in the sheer pleasure of his heat and scent, the uncomplicated sensuality of his weight pressing me down.I rubbed my hands down his back and felt an instant response. I knew his pleasuring points and nibbled his ears as he moved his body inside me. It was hard and erect as if he was not getting enough. I pushed my hip forward to take everything inside me.And he thrust deeper and deeper taking us to another world and it was after a long time that we both collapsed on each other , exhausted by our lovemaking. While Marc held me in his arms lovingly. After our breathing was back to normal, I felt Marc was sound asleep as it must have been an exhausting exercise for him, due to his medical condition. I went back to my room in the pale light of the night, leaving him sleeping aware of the deep reluctance to leave his bed, to move away from the warmth of his body. I slept after my tears flowed down which seem to rend my mind and heart. But Marc had held me, murmuring low and soft words of comfort and I had been released into deep sleep still in his arms, my long hair spread all over his naked shoulders brushing his mouth. When I woke, I stayed still for a moment there in his arms, the deep breathing and beating of Marc’s heart under my cheeks, feeling his limbs touch my own his strong hands over my breast in a gesture of possession. It had been a pain to go to my room.