Now or Never ➼ Mark Sloan

"𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝗘𝗹𝗹𝗶𝘀 𝗚𝗿𝗲𝘆"

Authors Note:
I will be going back to the episodes after this one. But sometimes I just love writing my own chapters without the episodes.
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Bella groaned as she opened her eyes. She saw Mark sitting on the bed. "Morning my beautiful wife. Madelyn is fast asleep still. She's looking cute."

Bella looked to him. She smiled. "Well leave her asleep then. She needs her sleep," she said as she pulled him into the bed. "What do you say to us taking a weekend trip to somewhere far away. I can ask my mom to come and watch Madelyn?"

"Is this so you can have your wicked way with me?" Mark asked as he kissed down her chest.

Bella shrugged. "M-Maybe," she said as she climbed out of bed. She looked to Mark. "I'm going to check on Madelyn. You can either wait there. Or make some coffee?"

Bella watched as he picked up his cup took a sip, moving even closer to her. Her back wasn't far from the counter as he closed the space between them.

Reaching his arm past her waist to sit his drink on the counter behind her. Their eyes meet as he slowly leans in, bringing his lips closer to Bella's.

Bella felt herself tense up. The anticipation of wanting him get again.

She felt his hand run up her thigh, lifting the shirt she had taken from the closet. his fingers slipping under her panties, lightly grazing her clit as his mouth muffled the short gasp that's escaped her.

Bella got his shirt undone. Considering he had gotten dress for work. She didn't manage to remove it while her body reacted to his hand between her legs. The probing and swirling of his fingers.

Mark had her on edge. She know was gripping his hair as she moaned against his lips. her hips bucking slightly but he continues his tantalizing torture of her clit.

Bella groaned something indiscernible as her head pulls back. And body gave into the orgasm, his kisses moving to Bella's neck, gently coaxing her back down.
  
Bell tugged at the shirt she only just managed to unbutton so far. Noticing the smile tug at his lips when he removed it for her.

Neither of us waste much time removing the clothing we both seem to feel the other has too much of.

Soon, his lips are on Bella's again. And their skin pressed flush against each other.

Bella's eyes widen. And she couldn't help the gasp that she breathed out when she felt him push inside her.

"Are you okay?" Mark asked, pausing to look at her. Knowing he didn't want her in any pain when they had sex.

Bella nodded and pulled him back to her lips, fearing the sound she would make if she tried to speak.

Bella closed her eyes. She started to focus on his mouth and tongue until she feel him bottom out. And her body adjust to accommodate him.

Bella know she was moaning loudly, and for a brief moment, she hoped the walls are thicker than she thought. Not wanting to wake up their sleeping baby. But that thought is quickly replaced by the building sensations in my groin.

"Fuck." Bella panted, pulling her lips from his as her neck arched back.

Bella's fingers tug at his hair. Mark's kisses found her neck and shoulder until they turn into soft grunts against her neck.

Bella felt her muscles tightening around him. And to her, it seemed like she could feel all of him pushing in to her, pulling out of her... again and again.

Bella was just sitting on the edge, waiting, until suddenly her hips jerk against Mark's and her body arched beneath him.

His thrust became more purposeful, almost greedy, until he stills, holding himself deep inside her.