Inexperienced novel Chapter 36

"Hey, wake up, were almost there," Marquis says to me as he lightly nudges my face with his shoulder. After the whole confession thing we decided to leave and go discuss things further at my place. But on the trip there I got sleepy and well Marquis noticed so he decided to carry me on his shoulders the rest of the way. In a couple of minutes we're standing in front of my apartment. We enter and this time I make sure to lock the door.

"Thank you," I say to him as I head to my bedroom, wanting to just change and go to sleep. I go to close the door but Marquis blocks it with his foot. "What are you doing?" I ask him as I open the door, my eyebrow raised.

"You didn't really think you could go missing for three months, run away from me multiple times, and basically disobey me without being punished?" He asks me with a huge smirk on his face. My response was to close the door as quickly as I can but Marquis saw what I was going to do and of course made it so I couldn't.

"U-um can you blame me. I mean I wanted my own life, to experience what it was like to live it on nobody's terms but mine. I got a little taste and I didn't want it to be taken away from me just yet." I say backing away slowly.

"Well I understand how you feel but you could've at least told me where you were going instead of just taking off," he replies taking closer steps.

"Yeah well you should've done the same instead of just driving away," I shoot back.

"I went to go get you your favorite ice-cream along with your favorite coffee, so that I could comfort you and attempt to cheer you up, but when I got back..." he trails off and I stop and look up at him.

"Really?" I ask and he nods.

"Yes, now get over here so I can punish you," he says as he lunges towards me. I dodge him and jump onto the bed. he stands up at the end of the bed and I go to see which way he's going to go so that I can jump off the opposite side. He surprises me by easily climbing over that end of the bed. Quickly I go to jump off the closest side of the bed but frick him and his fastness. In a flash he's hovering over me and his hands are tickling my sides.

"H-hey s-top," I say and he continues to tickle me and it's to the point where tears are streaming down my face and my sides hurt from too much laughter.

"This is your punishment," he says and I stick my tongue out at him before bursting into another fit of laughter. Soon he stops and I let out a sigh of relief and wipe away my tears.

"You know, that was a cruel punishment," I scowl at him but he just chuckles and pulls me in for a kiss. I hesitate. Did I deserve to feel his lips against mine, enjoy his touch, and want nothing more that to drown in it, while Zach was in his house alone broken hearted?

"What is it little one?" Marquis asks, concern in his eyes.

"It's Zach..." I answer and Marquis sighs. " I know, I know, but he was so sad when I left and I just...I feel so bad." I whisper.

"Then let me help you feel better." Marquis's eyes fill with mischief and I find myself backing away slightly.

"Now whatever you have planned, don't even think about it," I warn.

"Oh little one must I remind you that I am the one who gives the orders." He smirks and is hovering over me. His lips once again are on mine and I smile into the kiss. The kiss starts out sweet and slow and then turns hungry. We part for air and he smirks down at me, his eyes asking if what he's about to do next is ok and I nod. In a quick motion my shirt is removed, and before I can fully comprehend how he did it his lips attach to my right nipple and my body arches, a gasp escapes from my lips. His lips soon switch and I find myself wanting more.

"Please..." The words breathlessly pass my lips.

"What is it you want little one?" he asks smugly and before I can answer, his lips latch onto mine. As if having a mind of their own my hands slowly slide up his body and tangle themselves in his soft curly hair. His lips travel from my lips down to my neck, leaving a trail of marks. I move my head slightly giving him more access. A whimper escapes me when he finds the sensitive spot on my neck. "That's what I like to hear," he says and I can feel his smirk. My hands once again wonder and find themselves under his shirt, loving the feel of his sculpted chest under my fingertips. In a quick motion I remove his shirt and appreciatively take him in, my finger, tracing his abs. He shivers and I look up at him and smirk.

"Getting cocky now are we?" he asks and I blush.

"Look at the affect I have on your body. How can I not be?" I answer and am surprised at how very seductive and dare I say sexy it sounds. His eyes grow a shade darker and with a low growl his lips go back to attacking the sensitive part of my neck. My toes curl and a moan escapes me.