Tattooed Soul (6 page)

I gave him one more kiss and turned to
race up the stairs. Marcus was taking me out. My heart was beating hard with
anticipation.

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Marcus

I
was curious, to say the least. Where had Becky been all afternoon? According to
her father, she hadn’t been home since I left her at school. I trusted her completely;
it just made me worry when I didn’t know where she was. With Caleb and his
problems lurking around every corner, I felt like I needed to protect her and
make sure she was safe.

These past two weeks had been the best
weeks of my life.  I wanted desperately to show Becky how much she meant
to me. Creeping into her bedroom window every night was exciting and sleeping
next to each night was a dream come true, but I wanted to do regular couple
things too. She deserved it all, and I was going to do my best to be what she
needed.

It was hard to pull off without much
money, but I managed the best I could. It wasn’t enough for her, but one day I
wanted to give her everything she dreamed of.

Becky got into the passenger seat, and pulled
me out of my thoughts. “Becky?” She was letting me drive her car, as she had no
idea where we were heading. She was wearing the most beautiful blue dress that
showed off her figure. Her hair was tumbling down around her face and she
looked over at me and gave me the most beautiful smile. She was gorgeous.

I turned her car off the road onto the
dirt track. Becky’s face lit up when she must have guessed where we were going.
“Yeah?” she replied, completely looking relaxed and happy.

“I have been thinking of the future a
little more lately.” I paused, and she tilted her head to the side a little,
showing me I had completely got her attention, “I wanted to know what your
plans were? Are you planning on going away to college?”

“Oh.” Becky looked slightly worried all
of a sudden. “Um…” She bit her lip nervously.

Did she not want to go to college? I just
assumed she did, as her grades were always so good, and I knew she wanted to
get out of town.

“I want to be wherever you are,” she
replied in a gentle, embarrassed whisper.

I stopped the car and turned to look at
her. She was apprehensively looking down into her lap. I knew then she was
afraid of this conversation. She was stuck in the present just like me, but we
needed to know what the future held for us.  I would just have to make
sure she knew how important she was to me.  I couldn’t leave her, and I
wasn’t ready to let her go on without me.

“Becky, love, look at me.” She looked
across at me, but I could tell she was holding her breath, “I want to be where
you are too, but I want to give us the best start in life.  I was meaning,
could we choose the same college and be together?”

She let out a breath and smiled back at
me. “Oh, that sounds unbelievably perfect.”

I leaned over to her and kissed her lips.
She shut her eyes and took my lower lip in between her teeth. I groaned and deepened
the kiss. I forgot where we were for a time, getting lost in her kiss until we
broke apart, and both of us were breathing heavy.

I did not want to do this in the car. I
had plans tonight. I wanted to be romantic and treat her the way she deserved
to be treated. Getting carried away here was not what I had planned.

I smirked at her and took the parking
brake back off and moved the car again along the bumpy dirt track.

In no time, we were pulling up to what I
liked to think of as
our
cabin. The chimney was puffing out smoke. I had
been here for quite a while this afternoon, preparing the cabin for us. I made
up an excuse to get out of the social worker’s visit early so I could prepare
us dinner. My foster mother just wanted to chat with him anyway; it looked like
they were becoming great friends. I wonder what the social worker would think
if she really knew what my foster mom was like?  I knew that she was
thinking about her own future.  I would be graduating soon, and she would
be out the monthly stipend she got for me. 

It didn’t matter to me.  My future
had nothing to do with her, the social worker, or anyone else in this small
town but the girl sitting next to me. With a happy sigh, I reached out and took
her hand in mine. 

“I guess we need to get out now.” 
She laughed, but neither of us seemed to want to move. 

Finally, I relinquished her hand, opened
the car door and ran around to Becky’s side to help her out. I was going to do
this right tonight. My plan was to tell her how much I loved her. I had seen
such a change in her over the past few weeks.  She seemed stronger and
more self-assured.  I hoped that her newfound happiness had something to
do with me, but I needed her to know how much she meant to me.  She
deserved happiness, and I was ready to show her my heart.

I knew she wasn’t ready for anything
further sexually, and I was never going to push her. I would wait to the end of
time for her.

I smiled at her as she jumped into my
arms, surprising me. Becky leaned in and kissed me, and I groaned and kissed
her back before setting her down on to the ground, making sure I had her hand
before turning to grab the bag with the dinner in it from the back of the
truck.

Leading her up to the front door of the
cabin, I let go of her hand for a second and opened it, letting her walk in
ahead of me.

She gasped as she took in the room. 
I had worked hard to get the place as romantic as I could. There were blankets
laid out with piles of pillows in front of the fire. I placed the bag down by
the door before closing it.

I pulled Becky’s hand, turning her back
toward me. She gave me the most beautiful smile. “This is perfect, Marcus.”

She sighed, and I reached for her, pulled
her to my chest, and placed my lips on her neck.  I couldn’t get enough of
her. 

As I covered her neck in small kisses, I
murmured, “How did I get so lucky?  How did I finally find you?”

Feeling her relax into my arms, I
continued my worship of her neck.  When I heard her soft moan, I broke
away. “Come on, let’s go and sit down and cuddle and watch the flames.” I led
her over to the blankets, and we both sat down and cuddled into each other,
leaning into the pillows on our sides, looking into the fire.

Becky was trying to get more comfortable,
managing to grind herself against me, trying to get closer. My cock did not
need any encouragement, and I tried to move back a bit to give me some room,
but she just followed me. If she hadn’t already felt my growing erection, she
soon would.  I didn’t have control over how my body felt about her, but I
didn’t want her getting the wrong idea.  Having sex was not my intention for
getting her out here alone.

“Becky, I want you to know something.”

She rolled onto her back, looking up into
my face, her expression was curious.

“I didn’t bring you here to rush you or
push you into anything. I will wait for you forever. I hope you know that?” I
said, leaning down, kissing her nose and smiling a little.  She was just
so cute.

“And what happens if I am ready?” Becky
asked softly. “What happens if I want to give myself to you?”

Shocked, I gazed into her eyes. All I saw
was love. She wanted me, and I desperately wanted her.

I closed the gap and softly brushed over
her lips with mine. “Are you sure? You sure you want to?” I stuttered out. “I
mean have you done this before?” I thought she seemed inexperienced, but I knew
she was with that prick Caleb, and I wasn’t sure if he had forced the issue. I
didn’t even want to think about that.

Becky shook her head, and I immediately
felt relief, but then apprehension at taking her virginity. I didn’t want to be
“that guy”. I wanted to be with her forever. I needed her to understand that,
but before I could get the words out, Becky leaned up, closing the gap between
us and kissed me, silencing me. I threaded my hand through her hair and
massaged the back of her head and kissed her back deeply. Using my other hand,
I touched just above her knee and slid my hand up the outside of her leg,
cupping her ass cheek through the material of her dress.

Becky moaned into my mouth, and I gently
caressed her, feeling her panties through the thin layer of material.

My cock ran out of room in my jeans. It
was uncomfortable, and I could feel the zipper on my length as I pressed into
her. I had wanted Becky since the moment I first saw her; I just never dreamed
it would ever remotely be a possibility. I kissed her again and looked back
into her eyes as my hand slid down her thigh and went under the dress. Never
taking my eyes from hers, my hand crept ever so slowly over her skin and up her
leg. The whole time I was ready to stop immediately if I saw any reservation in
her eyes.

Her breathing was getting heavier as I
reached between her legs. I ran my fingers along the line on her panties. Becky
moaned and closed her eyes as I ran my fingers over her lips through the
material. She snapped her eyes opened and looked like a woman possessed,
reaching out, trying to quickly undo the buttons on my shirt.

She reached the last button, and I
released her quickly so I could shrug it off. I hadn’t even moved back toward
her again when her hands ran down my chest, feeling the muscles as they went. I
swallowed nervously as she went lower and lower until she reached the top of my
jeans.

“Oh my God, Becky,” I moaned as she undid
the button of my jeans. I made quick work of it, lifting my hips and took off
my jeans, which just left me in my boxers before her.

I leaned in and kissed her again, taking
her bottom lip into my mouth and sucking on it. My hands slid down her
shoulders, feeling her bare skin. I started kissing her jaw, making a trail
down her neck and finally reaching the tops of her breasts. Her nipples were
hard as rocks, pressing against the thin material. I groaned and ran my fingers
over her tight nipples, earning me a gasp from Becky.

Lowering the strap of her dress gave me
access to her bare breast, and I took the bud in my mouth, gently sucking and
nipping with my teeth. Becky was squirming around beneath my hands, and I
wanted to feel her. My hand went back down to her knee, and I slid it up and
down her thigh more confidently underneath her skirt. I reached her panties
once more, slipped my fingers under the elastic and slid them off her thighs.

She was now bare and my cock ached from wanting
her so badly. Becky was moaning and quivering under my touch. I wanted to show
her how good I could make her feel. I wanted to show her how good she made me
feel.

Becky hitched her leg over my hip, giving
me better access. She gasped as my fingers touched her. She was warm and
dripping. I ran my fingers along her lower lips, parting them slightly, finding
her clit and rubbing over it.

Becky moaned out, and I sucked her other
nipple hard. Becky gasped again, arching a little into me. I looked up at her,
our eyes connected, and I moved up, closing the gap between us.

“I love you Becky. I want to be with you
forever. You mean the world to me, do you know that?”

I pulled back only slightly to get a
better look at her beautiful face.  She nodded at my question, but seemed
too lost in the moment for speech.  I gazed into her eyes as I slid a
finger into her warmth.  Kissing her again, I relished in the feel of her
around my finger.  She was warm, tight, and every now and then the walls
of her pussy would tighten. 

“Yes, oh, my God, Marcus,” she gasped.
“That feels so good. I want you. Please.”

Becky tried to sit up, and I moved off
her, a little confused, thinking she might want to stop. Becky smiled a little
shyly at me as she reached down to the bottom of her dress and lifted it over
her head.

I groaned as I saw her naked in front of
me. I quickly crushed her body into mine, kissing her with as much passion as I
could show her. I could feel her tight nipples pressed against my chest. The
feel of her skin on mine was just amazing. So soft and smooth. My hands were
everywhere.  I couldn’t get enough of her. 

Going back to what was quickly becoming
my favorite place in the world, I ducked my head to her neck.  I continued
to nip and suck her neck as Becky’s hands were running up and down my back.

“You taste so good. I could live on
nothing but you forever,” I moaned. 

My words and kisses seemed to give her
courage as she obviously got a little more daring. Slowly, like she was gauging
my reaction, she reached for the tops of my boxers.  While I continue to
lavish her neck with kisses, she began playing with the elastic.

“These need to come off,” she said with a
sultry voice into my ear. Fuck, my cock twitched again. Did she have any idea
what she was doing to me?

I didn’t need to be told twice and
quickly kicked off my boxers, and we were both naked in front of the fire.

I ran my hand down her collarbone, down
her chest, and over her tight nipples. Becky’s breath was quickening as I went
lower over her stomach. “Please,” she started begging. I didn’t need to be told
twice and brought my hand in between her legs. She was so wet and ready for me.