“I want you, Marcus, so bad.”

I thrust inside and fill her completely, then position her hips with my big hands until I know I’m hitting that g-spot with every stroke. I ramp up my speed, and she presses her forehead to the bed with a groan, then starts to pant.

“Oh, God…”

I smack her ass, knowing she likes it, knowing it will intensify her desire. I want to take her higher than she’s ever been.

Dropping one hand between her legs, I play with her clit until she orgasms hard, bucking wildly.

I draw out every last shudder before I, too, explode, and it’s so damn good. I withdraw with a groan, and she crumples to the bed.

Breathing heavily, I move to her side and draw her against my chest, then kiss her shoulder tenderly where I bit her. “Sorry about this.”

She twists her head and meets my eyes. “Don’t be. I liked it.”

“The woman is totally made for me.” I chuckle, and wrap around her tight, loving the feel of her in my bed and in my arms. It’s where she belongs. I feel contentment settle deep into my bones. It’s a good feeling. A damn good feeling.

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT – TAKEN

Brandy—

“Let’s fuel up before hitting the shops.” Harley smiles and pulls the door open. I follow her and Izzy into the coffee shop at the outdoor mall where we’ve come on a mission.

“I completely agree.” Izzy eyes the menu board behind the counter.

We walk out a few minutes later, iced coffees in hand.

“Where should we begin?” I ask around the straw in my mouth, eyeing the shops.

“Let’s start with that cute boutique on the corner. I’m sure we can find Izzy a sexy little outfit for the party.”

That’s our mission. Get Izzy ready for the meet-cute with the guy Harley and Melissa set her up with.

“I’m down,” Izzy chirps. “Still sucks Melissa couldn’t make it. Hope she feels better.”

“I’m sure she’ll be fine in a few days.” Harley moves toward the shop.

After three hours of shopping and a lunch, it’s time to end the day.

We walk to our cars, and Izzy hangs her bag in the backseat. She found a sexy little red lace halter top and a leather skirt. She is definitely going to turn heads.

“I’ll see you in a couple of weeks at the party, if I don’t see you sooner.” I hug her before she slides into her car.

Harley and I climb into Harley’s car, and my phone rings. I see Marcus’ name before I answer.

“Hi, babe.”

“Hey, girl. How’s the shopping day going?”

“It went great. Harley and I had a great time treating Izzy like a Barbie we could dress up.” I laugh.

“What about Melissa?”

“Oh, she wasn’t feeling well, so she didn’t make it.”

“That’s too bad. Where you at now?”

“Harley’s about to take me home.”