Tabitha was unable to resist wiggling against him.
Marcus stroked her clit with his fingers and circled her opening with his thumb. "I have more to give you as well."
Tabitha was trapped between the cold stone of the shower wall and the hard, muscled heat of Marcus's body. Her palms pressed against the tile, fingers spread, and Marcus covered her hands with his, entwining their fingers.
Marcus crowded against her and his erection slipped between her thighs, probing, searching for her warm haven. "I want you. I'm going to take you. I'm going to make you mine."
Tabitha gasped and trembled. She twisted against him, trying to aid him in finding the point of entry.
Marcus bit her neck and then soothed the spot with his lips. "Be still. Just take it. Accept it."
Tabitha froze, shaken to her core by his words. Her knees felt weak but Marcus held her to the wall with his muscled frame.
Marcus entered her slowly, deliberately, drawing out the pleasurable friction between their two bodies. Fully inside her tight passage, he paused. "Do you want me? What do you want me to do?"
"Marcus. Please … don't stop. You feel so good." Tabitha arched back against him.
"Tell me. There's just you and me. Tell me." Marcus demanded that she acknowledge his claim.
"Please … take me. Make me yours … I can't stand it. Please …."
"Yes … you're mine. You fit me just right. You feel just right." Marcus withdrew halfway and then thrust in to the hilt. Repeatedly he thrust with short, quick strokes that pushed them both toward a peak of pleasure.
Marcus's body speared Tabitha and her arousal crested. She felt herself twitch inside and the slow build began, up and up, long and drawn out, until she reached the precipice and flew over the edge. Her body was not her own, not under her control. It belonged to Marcus. It was Marcus who filled her with more pleasure than she imagined was possible. It was Marcus who claimed her.
As Tabitha returned to herself, Marcus released her hands. He grasped her hips, hard, and with one last deep thrust, reached his completion.
Marcus turned her around toward him and took her in his arms. They stood together, embracing, as the hot shower rained down on them.
"Marcus …."
He shook his head. "I know … I know."
Marcus led Tabitha out of the shower and engulfed her in an oversized cotton towel. Gently, he rubbed all the moisture from her skin. He dried himself and then stepped out of the bathroom, leaving Tabitha to dress and dry her hair.
After she finished, Tabitha entered the bedroom to find Marcus on the phone. She proceeded into the living area to give him privacy.
A few minutes later, Marcus joined her. "I have unexpected news."
"Oh?" Tabitha braced herself. Something was terribly wrong. Marcus's stiff posture and flat voice were not indicative of anything positive.
"Something's happened at the office. It requires my attention. I have to leave. Immediately."
"Leave?" Tabitha struggled to hide her disappointment. "Can I do anything to help?"
"No, my assistant has booked me on the next flight out. I'm just going to throw everything in my suitcase and head directly to the airport."
Tabitha waited for him to say he'd call, but he didn't. "I see." Shyness and insecurity attacked her, and she didn't offer her number. Had it all meant nothing?
"Whoever is responsible better hope my mood improves on the flight back because right now I'm pissed. I wanted to spend more time with you."
Tabitha experienced a glimmer of hope, but Marcus still made no mention of the future. "Okay … I guess I should get out of your way then?"
"I'm sorry. My mind is whirling. What's going on … it's urgent and it's hard to think about anything else." Marcus gathered her into his arms and kissed her. "The suite is paid for. If you want to stay here, that's fine. I'll arrange it."
"No. That's okay. My room is fine, and it's just for sleeping anyway."
Marcus started stacking up papers and gathering his belongings.
Tabitha had the urge to offer to pack his clothing, but she didn't. Slow anger was building within her. If this is it, can't he just say so? But anger wasn't her style and it evaporated away as quickly as it had come. They'd had fun and to be honest he hadn't promised her anything more. In fact, he'd done her a favor by showing her the depth of her sensuality. She wasn't going to embarrass herself by being clingy and demanding.
Marcus went to the bedroom and Tabitha heard him tossing his clothing on the bed. She followed behind him and observed him, taking in his tall form and broad shoulders. She memorized the way his hair curled slightly at the ends. She concentrated on the hands and fingers that had brought her so much pleasure and burned his ice blue eyes into her mind.
"Marcus?"
"Yes? Huh?" Marcus turned to face her.
Tabitha walked to his side and curled her arm over his shoulder. She arched up toward him and their lips met. Marcus's arms came around her in a tight embrace and their tongues met in a duel of desire. Tabitha pulled back and then rested her forehead against his chin. He kissed the top of her head.
Tabitha took a deep breath. "I enjoyed the time we spent together. I hope everything goes well when you get back."
"It will." His determination was clear. Marcus brushed her hair back off her forehead. "Enjoy the rest of your time here in Hawaii. I'm sorry I won't be here with you." He turned back toward the suitcase.
Tabitha turned and exited the bedroom, walking across the living area toward the door. Every step her legs became heavier and heavier. She had to force her feet to continue. As she exited the suite, Tabitha filled her mind with blankness. She couldn't think about this right now. She couldn't deal with this right now.
The elevator ride was a blur and soon Tabitha was stumbling into her own room. She closed the door, collapsed on the bed and lay there, numb. As images of her time with Marcus flooded back into her mind, tears began to leak from her eyes. Had she been so stupid as to give her heart to this man? As Tabitha realized the answer, she dissolved into sobs.
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Tabitha had been back at work for two weeks when she finally managed to push Marcus from her mind for more than an hour at a time. People were still inquiring about her Hawaiian vacation, and she simply told them that it had been lovely. It had been, right up until the end and that pesky little being abandoned thing. But what were you supposed to say when you'd been to Hawaii? People didn't boast of bad times in Hawaii and she didn't care to elaborate on the details.
Tabitha wondered if Marcus thought of her. Her heart still longed to see him and her body still ached to feel him. She pushed him out of her mind, but he kept sneaking back in. Time. That's what she needed. Getting through the days right now, today, tomorrow, and the day after would be hard. Once people stopped asking about the trip, perhaps it would fade away into distant memory.
Tabitha looked up as her coworker, Kim, approached her desk. "Tabitha, can you take these copies to Conference Room C? There's a client waiting there."
Tabitha rose from her seat, welcoming the break. "Sure, no problem." She took the papers from Kim and made her way down the hall to the elevator. There were all sorts of bigwigs in the building today. A major deal was in the works, there had been scrambling and rushed document production.
The door to the conference room was closed. Tabitha knocked gently before opening the door and stepping inside. "I have your …." The words died in her throat as she saw who was seated at the table. Marcus. It was Marcus. Tabitha simply shook her head. Speech was beyond her. Marcus. The man who tormented her days and haunted her nights.
Marcus rose from his seat and approached her. "You didn't think I'd forgotten about you, did you, Tabitha? After all, I collared you."
Tabitha found her voice. "What?"
Marcus pointed to the choker around her neck. "You accepted my collar. Did you think that meant nothing?"
Tabitha's spine stiffened. "I didn't realize the sig
nificance."
Marcus nodded. "Fair enough. But you're wearing it, aren't you?"
She was. Tabitha had been wearing it since he'd given it to her, only removing it to shower. She hadn't wanted to think about what that meant. Now he forced her to examine her actions. "It was a gift."
"It was, but it was also more. We have unfinished business you and I, don’t you think?"
Tabitha looked into his eyes. She traced the familiar planes of his face and her heart swelled. Did they have unfinished business? Could she open herself to him again? There was only one answer. "Yes … Sir."
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About the Author
Malia Mallory lives in Hawaii with her husband and daughter. She's been working with words since alphabet blocks rolled into her crib, not only writing her own work but copy editing and proofreading the work of others. She has loved to read about relationships since she first sneaked off with her mother's Harlequin.
Malia Mallory is the best-selling author of The ABCs of Erotica series, which covers the erotic spectrum from BDSM to ménage and everything in between. More releases in the series are on the way. She has also released the Mia's Cop Craving series and Santa's Backdoor Baby. Malia’s books have hit the bestselling erotica lists at both Amazon and iTunes. Her books are available in electronic format at major retailers like Amazon, Barnes & Noble, iTunes, Kobo, Sony, Diesel, Smashwords and AllRomance Books.
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Excerpt from His Desire, Her Surrender
"Tabitha?"
She tilted her head, waiting.
"Take off your clothes." Dominance filled his voice. This was the Marcus she remembered. This was the Marcus her heart refused to release. Tabitha unbuttoned her blouse and shrugged it off. Her back still toward him, she slid her skirt down over her hips, along with her panties. She stepped out, revealing stockings and garters instead of pantyhose. Her fingers reached for the garter.
"Leave them. I like the stockings. They look quite lovely on you. And your shoes. Don't they call those fuck me heels?" His teasing conveyed a hint of challenge.
Tabitha blushed and turned around as she unfastened her bra. He was right about the shoes. The black patent leather gleamed even under the fluorescent lights of the conference room. The heels, high and spiky, were just barely office appropriate. She dropped her bra on the carpet and raised her eyes to his, trapped by the compelling intensity of his stare.
"Undress me." His gaze invited her touch.
Tabitha smiled. "It would be my pleasure." All thoughts of self-preservation fled her mind. This was Marcus. He was here, right now. And she needed him.
Marcus raised an eyebrow.
Tabitha rephrased her response. "It would be my pleasure, Sir."
He gave an almost imperceptible signal of approval.
Tabitha advanced toward Marcus, clad only in her shoes, stockings and garters. She shivered, goosebumps rising on her skin. She softened inside as she reached for him. Her fingers grasped the top button on his dress shirt and, one by one, she slowly unfastened them. She moved close, close enough to feel his radiating heat. Her fingertips trailed down one arm and undid his cufflink and then turned to the other, repeating her actions. With her fingertips, she brushed the fabric off his shoulders until the shirt drifted free of his body. She caught it, folded it neatly, and placed it on a chair.
Tabitha ached to wrap herself around him, but resisted. She reached for his belt. Her fingers shook as she unfastened the buckle, followed by the waistband of his pants. She lowered the zipper, brushing against his growing erection. She pushed his pants and underwear down only to realize his shoes were still on. Embarrassed, she met his eyes.
"Don't worry, we'll practice." He slid off his shoes and stepped out of his pants and briefs.
Tabitha picked up his slacks and folded them along the creases, smoothing the fabric with her hands. She tucked his briefs inside the pants and placed them by his shirt.
Marcus was naked. Gloriously naked. Tabitha swayed as the memory of their powerful encounters in Hawaii swept through her. She quivered and her nipples puckered. Her hand reached out toward him.
His Desire, Her Surrender (Book 2) is available at major eBook retailers.
Her Wish, His Command (Book 3) will be available in June 2013.
His Passion, Her Temptation (Book 4) will be available in July 2013.
Other Titles by Malia Mallory
The ABCs of Erotica — A is for Anal
Grace is demure by day. But Michael knows what lies beneath her prim appearance and he can’t wait to get her out of those confining clothes. When Michael and Grace get together outside of work, fireworks ensue. In a steamy shower, Michael begins to expose Grace to the pleasures of anal play. Grace is more than willing to open that door.
The ABCs of Erotica — B is for Beach
Erica and Ben have been having hot sex for months…on the phone. They finally make the thrilling decision to meet in person. After a romantic dinner, they go for a stroll on the nearby beach. Kissing as the waves crash gently on the shore, the mood couldn’t be more perfect for some outdoor loving. Erica and Ben get down and dirty in the sand, which was always Erica’s fantasy. Will this in-person encounter be as electrifying as their phone sex? Perhaps even better!
The ABCs of Erotica — C is for Cock Ring
Mistress Ven has a special treat in store for her submissive—if he behaves. On the border of pleasure and pain, his Mistress demands complete obedience and he is pleased to provide it. Her pleasure is his pleasure. If he can embrace the stinging impacts of the cat o’ nine tails, and the steel grip on his nether regions, he will be rewarded. Will this be the time he gets a little bit more from his beloved Mistress?
The ABCs of Erotica — D is for Domination
Mistress Ven is a female Domme who pushes all the boundaries. As she tests the loyalty of her submissive, she exerts her will with both pleasure and pain. As he begs for more, Mistress Ven takes her sweet time with extensive anal play and nipple clamps to heighten the experience. Not permitted to climax until commanded by Ven, her sub is perched on the precipice of release. The wait is both excruciating and exquisite.
The ABCs of Erotica — G is for Gigolo
Candace travels the world and happens to be stopping over in L.A. with one thing on her mind: red hot sex with no strings attached! After losing her husband, this sultry seductress is finally discovering herself. Widowed but wise, and ready for action, Candace knows what she needs and she will take it right now. The old boundaries from her marriage no longer hold her back.
Gavin is a gigolo. Sex with women like Candace is his job. Gavin is about to accompany Candace on a journey down an erotic path she never would have dreamed of.
The ABCs of Erotica — R is for Revenge
Shapely Grace is Michael’s assistant and his new lover. Michael asks Grace if she would like to get back at Victoria for treating Grace so badly when she worked for her. Of course the answer is yes, but what could Michael possibly have in mind? As she slips into a closet to watch, Grace is thrilled to see what unfolds.
Victoria really wants to be controlled and Michael knows her secret. With that in mind, Michael and Grace exact their revenge on Victoria. And their revenge is sweet!
Mia's Cop Craving
Mia has a dream—an erotic dream she just can’t seem to stop thinking about. Fantasizing about sex
with a cop is something Mia has been doing for some time. She just has to find herself a man in blue. Mia heads to a local cop bar and finds exactly what she is looking for. As she approaches Rogan and begins to chat, Mia and her sexy police officer decide to keep each other company for the night. What ensues is fulfillment of Mia’s intense desire. Her wish is granted as he takes her on an explosive tour of her own sensual fantasy and beyond.
Mia's Cop Craving 2 — Double Teamed
Mia has a passion for cops. Her fantasy is to have an officer of her own at her sexual beck and call and Rogan is the man for the job. As Mia continues her adventures with her sexy police officer, she confesses her dream about being with two cops.
After meeting Jeff, a fellow officer, Mia is down for some three-way action—immediately. It’s time to make her ménage à trois fantasy a reality. Jeff and Rogan are more than willing to please Mia, and she returns the favor to both of them.
What sexy scenario will Mia think of next?
Santa's Backdoor Baby
Holly is home from college for the holidays and working as Santa's elf at the local mall. She's embraced her intensely blossoming sexuality and is looking for adventure. When fellow elf Jack asks Holly to have dinner with him and she agrees, the sparks are flying already. After dinner, it’s time for dessert!
Co-worker Nick plays Santa and as he gets to know Holly, Santa wants to play, too. After seeing Holly and Jack together, he just can’t resist taking her for himself. Nick makes Holly realize she has a new passion for backdoor play. In the end, Holly entices both Santa and the elf and finds a very hot way to please them both—at the same time!
Complete List of Titles
The ABCs of Erotica Series
A is for Anal
B is for Beach
C is for Cock Ring
Volume 1: A - C
D is for Domination
G is for Gigolo
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