Twisted Obsessions (SIN CITY HEAT SERIES Book 2) (3 page)
Marcus held his hands up as if to ward off the thoughts reflected on her face. “Leesh. Wait. It’s not what you think…” he told her in voice meant to calm and soothe.
Aleesha 's expression told him to enlighten her then shot a quick look at Melanie. The other woman's mouth twitched in a smirk which was meant to provoke, and provoke it did. In an instant, Aleesha’s anger became solely focused on her.
She stalked over and stood in front of Melanie. “What in the hell is so funny?!”
It only took Marcus a second to gauge Aleesha’s intention. He stepped between the two women to face Aleesha and put his hands on her shoulders.
“Aleesha, baby, wait!”
“Marcus, you’d better back up off of me
now,
and get your got damn hands off of me,” she warned.
Aleesha’s hands splayed across his chest as she tried to shove him back. When that didn’t work, she brought her leg up and kneed him in the groin. Marcus immediately dropped to floor and howled in agonizing pain.
Once Aleesha was free, she reached for Melanie and grabbed her by the hair. With the sounds of Marcus writhing on the floor moaning in agony, Melanie screamed at Aleesha to let her go, but Aleesha held fast.
“Oh
, hell
no! You were a smug bitch a minute ago, looking all satisfied with yourself!”
Aleesha twisted Melanie’s long hair around her hand and pulled her this way and that as Melanie reached up and tried to get loose. “Now…you were asking Marcus about me a minute ago?”
“
Marcus! Help me!”
Melanie cried out.
Aleesha’s grip tightened. “You must be crazy! You’re calling out to
my
man? To come and help
you
? Bitch please!”
“Leesh…..” Marcus whispered from the floor, still in pain. “Aleesha…”
Melanie made the mistake of trying to scratch Aleesha’s face. Aleesha threw her down and commenced to whipping her ass
for real
for real. Melanie tried to defend herself, but Aleesha was acting out of anger, jealousy, and pure pisstivity. Melanie was no match.
Marcus pulled himself to a crouching position and limped over to them. He was finally able to wrap a firm arm around Aleesha’s waist. He used his other hand to try and peel Aleesha’s tightly clenched fingers from Melanie’s hair
“Leesh, let go!”
Marcus squeezed her fist in his larger one just enough to pry her hand open. Once he succeeded in doing so, he pulled Aleesha away from Melanie. He picked her up, making sure he kept her back to his chest in case she tried to damage his family jewels again. With his arms circled around her, he effectively pinned her arms to her body.
Over his shoulder he yelled at Melanie, “Put your clothes on and get the fuck out!”
Melanie quickly scrambled off the floor. “I’m calling the police, Marcus, and I’m pressing charges. Your little ghetto girlfriend is going to jail!” Tears were streaming down her face and her hair was all over her head.
“Bitch, call the police!” Aleesha yelled. “It’ll be your fucking word against mine, you slut! And who are you calling ghetto?! I ought to kick your ass again, just for that!” Aleesha began struggling anew to reach the other woman.
“Melanie. You need to leave - now!”
Marcus lifted Aleesha up and forcibly carried her to his bedroom. Once they were safely inside, he slammed the door behind them. “Damn it Aleesha! Enough!”
Aleesha stopped wiggling to get loose only because she was out of breath. Marcus cautiously dropped his arms. When he did, Aleesha jerked away from him and walked across the room to glare at him. Her chest heaved up and down from exertion.
“What in the hell is wrong with you?” Still in pain, Marcus leaned against the door and bent down to rest his hands on his knees. “Have you lost your mind?”
Aleesha had been pacing back and forth, but hearing the question she stopped and stared at him in disbelief. “Have I lost
my
fucking mind?
You’re
the one sporting a hard on because of some half naked bimbo who was draped all over you! And you want to know if I’ve lost
my
mind?!”
Marcus’ eyes flashed as he slowly stood up. He took a step towards her but hesitated. He needed to deal with Melanie first. “Stay here, Aleesha. I mean it!”
The warning in his eyes stopped the protest forming on her lips. Instead she glared pin sharp daggers in his direction. Marcus ignored the venomous look and jerked the bedroom door open. He slammed it behind him hard enough to dislodge the hinges.
Aleesha’s entire body trembled. She sat on the bed and crossed her legs, rapidly shaking her foot as she made an effort to calm down. She looked at her watch. She would give him one minute to get that bitch out of here and not a second more.
Marcus walked back to the living room as Melanie was gathering her purse preparing to leave. Melanie jumped thinking it was Aleesha, but when she saw it was Marcus, she cut her eyes away and kept walking. Marcus stepped in her path and blocked her exit.
“Hold up. What did you think you were doing?”
“Don’t you dare speak to me like that!” she spat out. “Your little hood rat of a girlfriend has done quite enough. And I’m not joking. I’m calling the police as soon as I get in my car!”
“She’s not a ‘hood rat’. She’s my girlfriend who walked into my house and saw a half-naked woman all over her boyfriend,” Marcus said through clenched teeth. “What were you trying to pull?”
“You weren’t exactly protesting,” she sneered at him. “Your dick was hard and ready and if that little bitch hadn’t walked in here, what do you think would’ve happened?”
Aleesha threw the door opened and stood with her arms folded while glowering at Melanie.
“Nothing would’ve happened. In case it escaped your attention, I was pushing you away. I don’t give a fuck what your interpretation is. You’re not calling the police. It’ll be your word against Aleesha’s…” Marcus’ light brown eyes darkened. “…and I hope you don’t think I’m going to take your side over my woman’s. Besides, it wouldn't be in your best interest career-wise. Remember. You just started working at the hospital. I’ve been there a hell of a lot longer and am known and respected among the staff and the administration. Think about that.”
If looks could kill, Marcus would be ten feet in the ground right about now. Melanie jerked her arm out of his grasp and stormed out of the house.
Marcus slowly pivoted around to face Aleesha. He just stared at her, and she defiantly stared back. She had heard the entire conversation, but she’d be damned if he blamed her for this.
“Well? What do you have to say for yourself? Who was that?!” she demanded.
Marcus’ jaw clenched and unclenched several times to get a hold of his temper. “That was one of my co-workers. She stopped by and brought a movie for us to watch. It was all innocent, or so I thought, until she came out of the bathroom in her underwear.”
Aleesha snorted out a laugh, her expression full of scorn and disbelief. “Ha! Is
that
what they call it nowadays? ‘Innocently watching a fucking movie?’ I hope you’re not this ‘innocent’ with all of your co-workers…”
Marcus’ eyes narrowed as he took slow, measured steps towards her. “Before you came in, I’m sure you were standing there long enough to hear me tell her that whatever she was planning wasn’t going to happen because I have a girlfriend. I was pulling her arms away from me if you think about it for a second.”
He stopped in front of her. The anger emanating from his body was almost palpable. Aleesha continued to regard him with suspicion, but mentally went over the last few minutes of what she’d heard before she burst in the room.
“Why was she here in the first place? Why would you invite another woman to your house on a Friday night to watch a movie?” Aleesha’s voice got louder with each word, and Marcus’ did the same.
“I invited her because she’s new to the area and doesn’t know very many people. My chief of staff asked me to take her under my wing and show her around until she settled in. How was I supposed to know she’d start taking off her clothes and try to fuck me?!”
“Don’t give me that. It’s a good thing I showed up when I did from the way things were progressing. I would’ve been none the wiser if you had slept with her. I’ve been down that road before and I refuse to be made a fool of again.”
Marcus became positively livid when he realized she was comparing her to her ex-fiancé Amir. “Don’t even go there.” The words were growled from between clenched teeth.
“Why not? What makes you so different? Are you trying to say it never crossed your mind to cheat on me? And as for being clueless about you co-worker, don’t act like you’re some naïve teenager. You had to have known she was attracted to you. You’re far from stupid. The state of your dick when I walked in leads me to believe you were attracted to her as well. Were you?”
Marcus remained quiet and didn’t answer her, which infuriated Aleesha all over again.
“I’ve seen how women look at you even when I’m standing right beside you. I know when a woman is trying to make a move on my man.”
“Well then maybe you should start taking better care of your man!” Marcus yelled.
Aleesha stood there looking at him with her mouth open. Time seemed to stand still as Marcus glared and Aleesha blinked in disbelief. A sound of frustration blew out as he turned and walked towards the front door.
“Where are you going??” Aleesha called out after him.
“Out!” he growled as he slammed the door.
Shock coursed through Aleesha’s body as she stood unmoving in the middle of the room. She wanted to run after him, but something told her he needed time to cool off. Now that she was calmer, she realized she may have misconstrued the situation a bit.
Crap! Her 'surprise visit' was not going as she planned - at all.
Chapter 5
Marcus sat in his car for a few moments outside his home. He knew he should stay and work this out with Aleesha, but right now he couldn’t. He needed to put some distance between them or else things would be said on both sides that
they’d regret later.
Expelling a pent up breath, he started the car and drove off. Marcus rode around for about twenty minutes before he found himself passing by First Down. Deciding he could use a drink and a place to clear his head before he went back home, Marcus pulled into the parking lot. Once inside, he nodded to a few people he knew but didn’t stop until he was at the bar.
“Hey, Marcus. How ya doing tonight?” the bartender asked him.
“’Sup, Nick. I guess things could be worse.” He paid for his drink then picked up the beer Nick placed in front of him. “Thanks man.”
Marcus sat on the bar stool with a dark scowl on his face.
How did things get fucked up so quickly?
He had been looking forward to seeing Aleesha all week, had been determined to get things back on track in their relationship. Now he wondered if that was even possible. He’d been more than ready to take things to the next level. At the very least, he wanted them to live together. This long distance thing was getting harder and harder to keep up. Maybe tonight had been a sign…
“Marcus! I thought it was you over here. What’s up man?”
Marcus turned around when his friend Dominick slapped him on the back. They shook hands before Dominick sat down on the stool next to Marcus. He and Darrell had met Dom the first year they’d moved to Vegas and the three of them had a tight friendship.
A couple of months ago, Dominick had finalized his divorce after six years of marriage. He’d found out his wife, Justine, had been cheating on him with one of her coworkers. She begged him to reconsider and give their marriage another try, but to Dominick, loyalty was everything. The only thing he cared about now was his little girl, Samantha, who he and Justine shared joint custody of. Lately, Justine had been using their daughter to manipulate him and things were getting ugly.
“You want to come over to the table? We’re catching the last quarter of the game although it’s practically a done deal.”
“Nah, I’m not staying long. Just came in for a beer and to try to clear my head a little.”
Dominick peered closely at Marcus and noticed the stress on his face. “You alright, bruh?”
Marcus finished off the beer before he answered. “I don’t know, man.”
“Want to talk about it?”
After a brief hesitation, Marcus began to tell Dominick about the night’s events.
Upon hearing all of the details, Dominick’s face contorted in imagined pain. “Damnnn…she kneed you in the nuts?”
“Melanie wanted to call the police and have Aleesha arrested until I bluffed her ass.” Displaying the frustration he felt, Marcus slammed his bottle down on the bar. “Man, what the fuck? First of all, Leesh sneaks into town early, and then proceeds to whip my co-worker's ass without even giving me a chance to handle the situation. I mean…”
Marcus stopped talking and glared at Dominick when he burst out laughing. “I don’t see a damn thing funny, Dominick.”
Dom tried to stop, but he couldn’t. Every time he thought he had it under control, he cried with laughter all over again.
“Man, fuck you, ai'ight?”
“Wait, Marcus.” Dominick managed to get his amusement under control - barely. “Hold up, man. Look, I’m sorry,” he chuckled. “But all I can picture is Aleesha’s lil ass beatin’ the shit outta ole girl…who didn’t have on anything except bra…and a
thong
?” Dominick burst out laughing again, slapping his palm against the surface of the bar.
Marcus stood up to leave. “Know what? I’mma holla at you later.”
“Alright, alright. Let me just say this. You’re my boy but I kind of see Aleesha’s point. I mean, she walks in ready to surprise you, and here you are with a fine ass woman all over you – practically naked! Honestly, man. If the situation had been reversed and you walked up on her with some dude in his boxers trying to hit that, don’t tell me you wouldn’t have beat his ass.”
Hesitating, Marcus sighed heavily and sat back down. “I’m not saying she didn’t have a reason to be mad, but at least give me the benefit of the doubt.”
“Question: why would you invite her over to your house anyway? I know you said it was innocent and shit, but man come on. We all were drooling over the woman when we saw her last week. A chick like that ain’t interested in being nobody’s friend. A fuck buddy, maybe. And I could tell from the way y’all were interacting with one another that something was just waitin’ to pop off.”
“Alright, I knew she was attracted to me, but I honestly had no intention of taking it there with her. Yeah, maybe some innocent flirting but that’s it. I love Aleesha. And I’ll admit that knowing Melanie was into me stroked my ego. It was nice to have a little attention because I damn sure hadn’t been getting any from Aleesha lately.”
“Marcus, I know you love the woman and she loves you. You need to go home, sit down, and have a serious discussion with her. Work this thing out.”
“Yeah. You’re right, man.” He glanced at Dominick. “Hey, thanks for listening, Dom. I’ll be in touch.” After shaking hands, Marcus got up and left.
Dominick stared after him, thinking about Marcus’ situation. Then he thought about his own broken marriage. You couldn’t pay him enough to get into a relationship again. Like he’d told Marcus, he had fuck buddies. FWBs: friends with benefits. Some, he had an actual friendship with, while others were there for sexual relief.
Whatever the situation, everyone knew the deal: no emotional involvement and no strings attached. More than once, he’d made the choice to stop seeing a woman because she started catching feelings. There was no way he’d ever go that route again. He only had room for one female in his life…his daughter. And that’s the way he planned to keep it.
Marcus locked the door behind him as he walked into his house. It was dark inside except for a lamp left on in the room.
“Aleesha?” he called out. Throwing his keys on the counter, he looked around frowning. He didn’t see the suitcase she’d had when she came in. “Aleesha?”
Damn. Had she left? A feeling close to panic stabbed Marcus in his chest at the possibility. Fuck! His first thought was that she had left and gone to stay with Jerra. He reached for his keys and hurried to the door, but just as he got ready to turn the doorknob, he paused.
Music. Coming from his bedroom. His long legs quickly ate up the distance and carried him to find her.
“Aleesha?”
Marcus anxiously called out her name as he opened the door. He stepped into the room and paused. The lights were dim and candles in various sizes lit up every corner. When his gaze fell on Aleesha, his eyes darkened with instantaneous desire. He took his time and absorbed the sexiness of his woman lying in the middle of his bed.
Now that's what I'm talking about.
He wasn't going to deny that Melanie looked tempting when she'd taken off her clothes, but Marcus was the type of man who liked something left to the imagination. Aleesha was aware of this and knew exactly how to stimulate his senses to drive him crazy.
His eyes skimmed her figure from head to toe and the sight immediately made his dick strain and swell as if it was trying to jump straight between Aleesha’s legs. Marcus knew they should talk first. Things were so out of hand that they seriously needed to discuss their relationship and come to a decision. He tried to remain strong, but it was useless once his little head set its mind on something when it came to Aleesha. At that point, it called the shots, and right now, his dick wanted its pussy and had no intention of being denied.
Marcus just decided to go with it. He bit his lip as he took note of what she was wearing. The front of the red corset was cut low and pushed the luscious globes of her breasts together. His fingers itched to trace the flesh that swelled and spilled out over the top of the material before continuing on to squeeze the plump firmness he knew was waiting there for him. Black lace trimmed the hem of the corset, drawing his eyes to her ass.
His breath quickened when she rolled over onto her stomach. Her legs were bent back so that her heels were close to her buttocks with her feet pointed to show off her manicured toes. The matching G-string left her butt cheeks all but bare. He could’ve fucked her right then and there without her even having said a word. Damn he loved her ass - big, smooth and firm. Her body was just incredible.
Marcus watched her nibbling her bottom lip and read the message her eyes transmitted to him: she was ready to fuck his brains out. He took a couple of more steps into the room then leaned back against the intricately carved dresser. He crossed his legs at the ankles and folded his arms as he waited.
Aleesha rose up on her hands and knees. Keeping eye contact with him the entire time, she slowly crawled to the foot of the large bed. If he wanted her to come to him, she had no problem doing so. She would walk on water if need be for this man, prepared to show him exactly how much he meant to her so that he never doubted it again.
As she stepped off of the bed, she took her time getting to him, enjoying the way his eyes burnt a trail up and down her body. Almost within arm’s length of him, she walked over and closed the door. It was all designed to let him feast on her ass to his heart’s content. When she heard him moan to himself, she secretly smiled because she knew what her man liked.
Turning around, she leaned back and watched him the same way he was watching her. Marcus slowly unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off his broad shoulders in a movement that was naturally sensual. Still watching her, he balled it up and tossed it across the room.
Aleesha softly exhaled the breath she’d been holding. So sexy.
“Come here,” he whispered to her.
A twinge of anticipation tingled between her legs. With every step she took, she felt sparks of intense desire shoot from her center and spread over her body – and he had yet to touch her. Finally, they stood inches apart from one another. Unable to resist him a moment more, Aleesha reached out and ran her hands over the hard muscles of his chest. Her fingers traced the black panther tattoo on his left pectoral muscle. Chinese symbols of prosperity were tattooed on one bulging bicep, while his late mother’s name had been tatted on the other. Leesha loved the way his skin felt beneath her hands - like whipped chocolate.
She pulled his head down to give him the kiss she had been anticipating since she’d gotten on the plane earlier this evening. They both moaned when their lips came in contact. It had been so long, and they were so hungry for even that small act. Marcus deepened the kiss as he hungrily ravished Aleesha’s mouth. His tongue swept in and out of the sensitive inner softness again and again.
Aleesha whimpered and quickly unsnapped and unzipped his pants. She tore her lips away from his and impatiently pushed his pants down after he’d kicked off his shoes. Aleesha dropped to her knees and eagerly took his dick in her mouth before proceeding to worship it with love and attention.
Marcus grabbed her hair in a death grip as he felt himself being swallowed into the hot, wet confines of her mouth. “Damn, baby. Yes.”
Aleesha used her hand to pump and squeeze his pipe while reaching down to give his balls their share of attention. Her tongue greedily curled out to lap up the pre-cum as fast as it appeared, whispering how good he tasted. She had almost forgotten how much she loved his flavor, especially the taste of his cum. She knew he was ready to explode so she slipped her lips back down his shaft, but Marcus pulled back.
A low hiss whooshed from his mouth when her lips sucked on the head before he pulled completely out. Disappointment sounded from Aleesha as she pouted. He brought her to her feet then tongued her down again as he gripped handfuls of her ass in his hands and grinded against her.
“I wanted you to cum in my mouth.”
“Later….” he softly answered. “Right now I need to be inside you.”
He unzipped the corset, growling in his throat as her breasts spilled free. Leaning down, Marcus opened his mouth wide over her nipple and sucked as much of the juicy mound as he could while gently squeezing and tweaking the other breast and nipple.
“Marcus...please” Aleesha was half out of her mind with pleasure.
Marcus’ hand trailed down between her legs. He softly cursed to himself when he felt how saturated her G-string was. He tore the rest of the scraps of material off her body. He needed to feel her slick flesh; he needed to touch her very essence. When his hands slipped between the folds of her lower lips, they both moaned as he massaged and caressed her pussy.
“
Marcusss
…I’m getting ready to cum, baby.” She clutched his shoulders and screamed as her PC muscles uncontrollably contracted around his fingers. Her cream flowed like honey and smeared along the insides of her thighs.
Marcus reached behind her and pushed the dresser clear before lifting her up on top. Almost in one movement, he entered her deeply and swiftly. When he felt how tight and hot she was, his groan echoed loud and hoarse in the room.
Aleesha wrapped her legs around his waist and held on for the ride because her baby was damn sure doing the business. His dick hit spots she'd forgotten she had before seeking out new ones.
Marcus’ hands dug into her ass and pulled her to the edge in order to fuck her even deeper. He lifted one of her legs up over his forearm, and leaned her back so that he could rest his hand on the mirror behind her. Aleesha placed one hand flat on the surface to steady herself against his wild movements.
“Yes, baby. Fuck me,” she whispered. “I love it when you fuck me like this.”