Scene from the Middle:

Scene from the Middle:

Ella struggled to catch her breath, gasping as she felt the pain of Marcus being with someone else, her companion who had refused her closeness despite his intimidating reputation. She despised him, yet she had seen the good in him. She had drunk until she was tipsy, then headed towards Marcus's room.

She entered the room and didn't find him, so she proceeded to the bathroom, where she discovered him in the Jacuzzi, water cascading over his massive muscles.

Marcus took the towel he had pulled and said coldly, "Ella, what are you doing here?"

She was swaying and said, almost falling, "Why do you punish me like this? I'm hot and alluring. How can you not be affected by my presence?"

Marcus realized she was drunk, caught her, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

He stood near her, making it hard for her to breathe, almost on the verge of hysteria. She was about to leave, tears streaming down her face, but before she could make any more moves, Marcus cornered her, placing his arms on either side of her. Both of them swallowed hard as their eyes met.

A strange, powerful, and addictive feeling washed over them.

"You must stay here, Ella," he said, his lips half-open. Intense and unwanted thoughts swirled in her mind as she gasped for breath.

Ella confessed with pain, "I'm sure you feel it too, Marcus... You're my companion."

She shrugged because she couldn't believe what she was hearing. She felt overwhelmed as he gazed at her earnestly and said, "Stop spouting nonsense."

"Do you not believe me?" 

She pushed him forcefully to escape, but before she could reach the door, Marcus managed to catch her and pinned her to the wall.

She couldn't believe what was happening, feeling her heart beating loudly, but the way his heart beat for her was even louder. When their lips touched, they knew there would be no tomorrow.

The way his tongue moved swiftly and smoothly inside her mouth made her feel things. They closed their eyes.

She leaned in and kissed his back, surprising him. She sighed, "I've just turned eighteen. I can still see you as a child to no avail."

But she was determined. Despite the chaos around, she wanted to explore her feelings precisely. So, with a pounding heart, she took the lead and kissed him deeply.

Marcus didn't respond to any of her previous kisses, and her hands were already on his cheeks as she moved her fingertips towards his lips. Ella started to get annoyed when she decided to forcefully open his mouth to meet his tongue, but he didn't allow her to do so.

"Curses, just kiss me once," she said as tears welled up when she grabbed his hand and led it towards her hills. "Touch me."

"You want to have sex with me, admit it."

Ella's body started to heat up.

"Do you really want this?" Marcus asked, swallowing hard.

She wrapped her arms around his neck as she reached his ear. "Then I'm entirely yours tonight. Make me yours."

They opened the shower, both getting soaked as he grabbed Ella's left leg and wrapped it around his right. Her underwear was never a match for him, and with just one pass of his fingers, he touched a part of her no one had before.

"That's for the best," Ella thought with longing. Her fingers worked wonders, caressing her wet femininity. Eventually, he inserted a finger.

"Ah..." a low moan escaped Ella's mouth as she rested her forehead on his shoulder, feeling her legs tremble.

"Did you like that?" Marcus asked.

Marcus boldly removed her bra, gazing at her breasts as she moved to let the bra fall to the floor. "This is embarrassing," she whispered under her breath.

Her moans filled the room instantly, especially when he started to suck on her breasts alternately. Then he added another finger and began pushing two fingers inside, causing Ella to lose her mind.

Her fingers never left him. She pleaded, "Faster... please."

Both of them were breathless after a long minute of kissing. She hugged him tightly as she began grinding on his fingers.

"Damn, stay in place."

But she was extremely happy and eager. She felt the intense heat, where nothing else mattered but reaching a point she wasn't familiar with.

Marcus held her wrists to stop her from moving, but it was a struggle. He roughly carried her to his room. Ella wrapped her legs around his hips instantly as they continued kissing. Being naked while he was still dressed embarrassed her, yet it aroused her even more.

When they reached his room, he laid her recklessly on the bed as he began to undress.

"Marco... Marcus," she whispered his name, but it came out as almost a moan.

The lights in his room were dim, but she could still clearly see his massive, well-defined physique. He had a massive muscular build.

She swallowed hard as she watched him lower his pants to his last entry; his boxers. Her eyes widened, especially when she saw his proud member standing now. She had already felt it was hard earlier, but she had never imagined it would be this big... and long.

She found support in her arms on the bed as Marcus slowly climbed on top of her. 

"Ah..." she moaned as he began his hungry attack with kisses. His fingers went to touch her lower entrance again, while the other started massaging her breasts.

Marcus slowly sucked her neck, determined to leave a mark. When he reached her cleavage, he decided to leave a mark there as well before he started sucking on her nipple.

Ella couldn't help but arch her back, especially when his fingers began entering her rapidly.

"I feel like I'm going to pee," she whispered weakly.

Marcus smiled as he kissed her cheeks. "Wait, stop that... not yet."

He didn't listen and continued moving his fingers quickly. It didn't take long after that; a white liquid oozed out of the sheets as Ella's legs trembled massively.

"Are you tired already?" Marcus whispered in her ear.

Then he added, "I hope when you wake up and you're conscious, you don't regret sleeping together in one bed, my little kitten."