Chapter 68: Still Loved Him

Still Loved Marco Junior felt his heart beat faster when he heard her enter his room, her soft footsteps on the carpet. He removed the covering from his body and sat up straight. Hershey stopped in front of him and stood there. He looked up at her.

"What are you doing?" He whispered.

Hershey swallowed the anxiety that gathered in her heart and sighed. "I apologize."

"What for?" Marco whispered.

"For being a worthless mother to our son Jeromy." Hershey whispered.

Marco Junior saw tears rolling down her cheeks. He sighed and held her hands. He stood up, wrapping his arms around her shoulders, pulling her close to him. "Hey, it's okay Chocolate. I forgave you for that a long time ago."

Hershey swallowed the lump in her throat, "I know, but looking at your parents, I can't help but wonder what the hell was wrong with me."

For some unknown reason, this struck Marco Junior as funny. He let out a snicker, "We all had issues in high-school Hershey. Part of being a teenager is having retarded reasons that seem like obstacles get in our way."

"Yeah..." She snorted, "But your mom and dad refused to let anyone get in their way. They saw that they had a good thing, and they let it go."

Marco Junior ran his fingers along her back, consoling her, "Chocolate, they weren't known each other even in high-school, they started dating, they were in college. I mean everything wasn't all bliss when they first met. My mom was really like you."

Marco Junior explained. Hershey frowned. "No."

"Yes. She was timid about even dating my dad. He talked her into their first date during college. She said she didn't trust him."

"Really?" She whispered.

"Yeah, Dad pursued her relentlessly though, showed her that he was indeed worth her time and then before he knew it, he couldn't leave her alone."

Hershey laughed, "Are you serious?"

Marco Junior smiled at his laughter, running his fingers to the nape of her neck and then to her shoulders. "Yep. Before dad knew it, he was the one running away from her, afraid because...she would stand outside her window and sing."

Hershey frowned, laughter heavy in her throat, "Sing?"

"Yep. Mostly some Filipino singer or poet, but then she managed to find one written by an old English Poet and quote that to him. It worked. He stopped being fearful and dated her like a real man. That's what Mother said."

Hershey giggled at this, "That's crazy."

"Well, this family's always been crazy. Wait until you meet my Aunt and Uncles." Marco Junior said.

Hershey felt his heart beat faster. Is that an indication that he will stay in her life for a long time?

Marco Junior looked at him, "Are you feeling better now?"

Hershey looked, "Yes, somewhat."

His eyes connected with hers, boldly for the first time since he had returned to town. The brownish orbs were illuminated by the stretch of light coming from outside, where the lanterns lit the street. Hershey swallowed, feeling her heart clench. She let out a sigh and started to put his hands on her shoulders again. Scooping the back of her neck, he ran her fingers through her hair, "Hershey, you're safe with me." He whispered.

Her eyes are beautiful in the light. Swallowing, Hershey muttered, "I know."

"You can trust me." Marco Junior whispered.

"I know."

"I won't allow you to just leave." His tone was soft but authoritative. His eyes darkened and Hershey's heart beat faster. His hands caressed the front of his pajama shirt. As if explaining himself he whispered, "I can't anyway. Not again."

Hershey swallowed the pain in her throat. He grabbed her head, pulling her down on him. Staring into her eyes, he whispered, "Don't."

Marco Junior felt his heart stop and then start again. The blood flowing through the device, made him feel like it was completely dissolved. "I do not want." With that, he enveloped her mouth in the most sensuous kiss, eager, but patient. When she opened her mouth, he heard her gasp as his body entered hers and molded itself into hers. He was brought back to the day they got back together Junior year when Marco Junior accused Tyler of being his new boyfriend after he broke up with her. Ironically enough, the thought made him smile.

"What's funny?" Hershey asked, feeling the position of his mouth change.

Marco licked his lips, staring into her beautiful brown eyes, "You are. I can't believe you had me believing that you and Tyler were dating."

Hershey closed his eyes in confusion. "What are you saying?"

"Back in high-school. Remember that time I punched Tyler in the parking lot of that restaurant?"

Hershey laughed, "Yeah. I told you he wasn't my boyfriend. Nobody told you to go crazy anyway."

"Well, if you'd been clear with me, I won't think twice." Hershey's eyes widened, laughing some more.

"Clear? Marco, the guy told you he was gay when he first started training you in weight lifting."

"It never looked that way to me, you guys always seemed so close."

Hershey raised an eyebrow teasingly, "Are you jealous?"

"No." Marco lied, blushing in embarrassment.

"Then why did you hurt him?"

"He called me pussy. That's such a vulgar name and I am not a wimp. I can defend myself just fine."

Hershey laughed, "You're so cute, you're jealous."

"Not me." Hershey tapped Marco's nose with a teasing finger, "Yes you were."

Marco raised an eyebrow, "Why did you hurt me?"

Hershey flashed a wide smile, placing her hands on her hips. "What are you going to do with that?" He narrowed his eyes at her and Hershey's eyes twinkled at his very sexy gaze. In a deep voice, he said, "I'll show you." He picked her up, grabbed her, and carried her out of her room and down the stairs into the living room, where he threw her onto the sofa.

Pulling herself up into a corner of the sofa, she giggled and screamed that it didn't hurt. "Do you want a spanking?" His eyes darkened so much, that he felt alive.

"No." She crossed her arms over her chest and stuck her tongue out at him. He grabbed her legs and pulled her out of the corner and closer to him.

Leaning into her, he whispered, "How about a kiss?"

Hershey felt a shiver run down her spine. "A kiss? It doesn't seem so bad."

Not long after, Marco Junior bent down and kissed her on the lips. He deepened the kiss with steady lip movements. Marco's hands went to the flannel top she was wearing. After undoing the buttons, he pushed his hand to her chest, covering the dark skin with enthusiasm. This caused her to push herself into him. When he applied his thumb to her chest, she felt a small bite on her lip. He continued with short movements until they wrinkled. When it did, he thought his fingers were running it. His tongue came out of his open mouth and he gasped. He moaned and grabbed her chest in his hand and squeezed her.

He pushed his hips up into hers. He closed his eyes, feeling the adrenaline rush through his pants, the rush of blood there too, causing him to stiffen. Hershey felt his whole body heat up. "Did you like that, Chocolate?"

Hershey put her bottom lip to his mouth. "I'd rather have your soul inside, my love."

Marco Junior smiled at his blunt question. He's always like that. He enjoyed it. He grabbed his pants and pulled them down and stared in amazement at the silver underwear he was wearing. They sat on her waist in the most provocative way. Taking her hands, he ran them over the material, feeling the silkiness of the fabric.

"What's with you and silk?" Marco's curiosity.

Hershey whispered, "How do you know what's in there and what to do every time?"

Marco Junior laughed and leaned in to kiss her stomach. His breath was hot on her body, "I've known you for more than four years Chocolate Hershey. I know you better than I know myself."

Hershey sighed, she didn't care at that moment, she was slowly following the kisses down her stomach to her navel. "You don't have to do that again, Marc."

Marco Junior whispered, "Baby, you're my girl, I can do whatever I want to you."

Hershey's eyes closed as she pulled the cloth covered with skin, lips sucking softly. "Marc, I don't know if I can handle it." She whispered.

He laughed, "You can baby girl, you can."

Hershey took a deep breath, feeling the beating of her heart and soul. Marco Junior wanted to taste everything in her, even if it meant making him a little uncomfortable. She often overheated in high school and tried to crush his head with her thighs. If he hadn't held them, he would have probably done some serious damage. Immediately as if on cue, he grabbed her head and pulled her closer to him, pressing her legs together. Hershey lay under him, her head on his chest.

He ran his fingers through her dark hair. "I love you, Marc." She said breathlessly.

Marc sighed and listened to the rhythm of her heartbeat.

Hershey sighed softly and immediately felt her eyes close. After a few moments, hearing continuous breathing, Marco Junior himself fell asleep.

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