by Lucia Jordan
His threat along with the aching pleasure of her sore bottom made everything he was doing to her so intense Marielle cried out again. Suddenly, she couldn’t hold off her orgasm. It burst inside her and doused her in waves of hot delight. Raven kept steadily shafting her through that climax and the next before he jerked and groaned, his shaft pulsing as he filled her pussy with jet after jet of his creamy seed.
He clasped her to him as he collapsed, holding her close as she shuddered through the last ripples of bliss. He kissed her brow and tucked her head under his chin, his big hand gently moving up and down as he stroked her back.
How much more can my heart endure? Marielle wondered. Out loud she asked, “Why are you doing this to me?”
“I’ll tell you,” he promised. “After dinner.”
*
After she showered and changed, Marielle went downstairs to deal with dinner and Raven. Having sex with the man who had used her and broken her heart had been a huge mistake but she was determined that it would be her last.
For his part Raven played the perfect host, serving her a simple but delicious meal of pasta and salad out on the terrace. She ate well but barely touched the wine he served with the food, which of course Raven noticed.
“I’m not trying to get you drunk, Mari,” he told her. “I want you clear-headed for our discussion.”
Her appetite evaporated and she set down her fork. “Why? There’s nothing to discuss. You slept with Lena and I left you. You lured me here to have meaningless sex. When I leave, it really will be the end of us.”
“If that’s true,” he said, “why did you come for me?”
“Why wouldn’t I?” Marielle threw up her hands. “I’m lonely, you’re the sexiest man alive, and you’ve stranded me on this island with you. You were spanking me and screwing me at the same time, which you know turned me on. Raven, I still want you. I know I always will. But you chose Lena over me. So this has to end, now, before we do any more damage to each other.”
He reached over and covered her hand with his. “I didn’t sleep with Lena.”
“No, I’m sure you didn’t.” She started to laugh and then stopped herself. “I walked in on you having sex with her, remember? It wasn’t an act. It wasn’t rehearsal. You were fucking her.”
“No, I wasn’t. She was raping me.” As she gaped at him, he nodded. “I know how ridiculous it sounds but when you spike a man’s drink with date-rape and erectile dysfunction drugs, it actually makes it pretty easy. Didn’t you notice how out of it I was? That I didn’t say a word? And how she had to do all the work?”
Marielle remembered how silent Raven had been, how Lena had straddled his face and then lifted his hands and rubbed them over her breasts. “But why would she do something like that? She’s the sexiest woman alive. She could have anyone — “
” — except me. Earlier that day she offered to let me back into her bed but I refused. Lena was jealous of you and she doesn’t like taking no for an answer. Come on.” He stood up and offered her his hand. “I have something to show you.”
Raven led her to a room set up as an office and picked up a folder from the desk. “I went to my doctor and had my blood tested the morning after you saw me in bed with Lena. These are the results.”
Marielle read the laboratory test results and the doctor’s notes. Raven had been drugged, just as he’d claimed. For the first time since she’d caught him with Lena, she felt an instant of doubt. What if he was telling the truth?
“I want to believe you,” she said. “But you could have had your doctor falsify these results. Also, if what you say is the truth, why didn’t you have Lena arrested?”
“Sit down.” When she did he picked up the phone and dialed a number, putting the phone on speaker as he did.
The line rang only once before a woman answered. “Raven, where are you? I’ve been trying to reach you for days.”
As soon as Marielle heard the voice she knew it was Lena. As she began to get to her feet, Raven touched a finger to his lips and made a gesture indicating she should sit back down before he said, “I just got your messages. What do you want?”
“The studio is talking about a sequel to Fascination,” she said, “but they won’t sign me without you. I need you to call them and tell them you’ll do it.”
“After what you did to me?” Raven made a harsh sound. “I don’t want to work with you again.”
“Look,” Lena said, “I’m sorry I forced myself on you. I’m seeing the shrink and doing the volunteer thing, just as I promised. I don’t know what else you want.”
Raven stared at her as he said, “Marielle left me because of you.”
“My therapist told me I should call her to tell her what really happened. I’m still willing to do that,” the actress said. “No one knows where she is or how to contact her. Look, I need this sequel, Raven. After all the rumors, it’s the only thing that will save my career now — “
“I’ll call you next week. Good-bye, Lena.” Raven ended the call. “Now do you believe me?”
“She admitted it.” Shocked and horrified now, she looked up at him. “Why isn’t she in jail?”
“I wanted to put her there, believe me.” His mouth flattened. “I didn’t press charges because you were a witness and I didn’t want you to have to testify in court. If you had, I have no doubt her defense attorney would have made you admit to also having sex with me on the set.”
Marielle’s stomach twisted. “So you let her get away with it to protect me?”
“She didn’t get away with anything,” he told her. “I arranged for her to volunteer for a thousand hours at a rape counseling center. She’s getting therapy for her own problems. I’ve put the word out about what she did. There’s not a studio in Hollywood that will go near her now.”
“You went through all that for me. I’ve done nothing but be hateful and run away. Then when I get here, I demand sex. I’m so sorry, Raven.”
“The only good thing about what happened with Lena is that, thanks to the drugs, I have no memory of it.” He held out his hand and when she took it he pulled her down onto her lap. “As for what happened in your bedroom, that was entirely mutual. I love you, Marielle.”
She wasn’t ready to say that out loud, not after six months of trying to get over him. “Okay.”
“Okay,” he mocked gently and then brought the back of her hand to his lips. “Now if you want me to call the ferry I will but I’d like you to stay for awhile. I have no expectations. You don’t have to have sex with me again. I’d just like us to spend some time together.”
“No more sex?” She frowned at the buttons of his shirt. “I don’t know. That might be a dealbreaker for me.” She looked into his eyes and added, “I haven’t been with anyone. Not since we were together.”
“It’s been six months for me, too.” He rubbed his knuckles over the tip of her breast. “I want you, Marielle, but you do remember what kind of sex I like to have with you.”
“Not really, sir.” She wriggled on his lap. “Maybe you could refresh my memory?”
*
A week later, the scent of fresh-baked cinnamon rolls roused Marielle awake. She opened her eyes to see her lover carrying in a tray piled high with them and two steaming mugs. She suppressed a smile when she also noted that he was naked and sported a thick, beautiful erection. “Do you always make breakfast in the nude?”
“When weather permits.” Instead of bringing the tray to her, he set it on the table by the fireplace and came over to the bed. “If you want your tea, you’ll have to earn it first.”
They’d gotten into a wonderful habit of having sex first thing in the morning, which she loved as much as he did, but today she felt mischevious. “I don’t know. You kept me up way past my bedtime last night. I’m still really sleepy.”
“Then let me wake you up.” Raven took hold of her legs and dragged her to the edge of the bed, stripping away the sheets to expose her nude body before he sat down beside her.
“I called Lena this morning and told her I’m not going to do the sequel to Fascination.”
Marielle propped herself up on one elbow. “You sure about that?”
He nodded. “I’ve made more money than I can ever spend. I might try my hand at directing. I’ve always wanted to. There are some great projects out there.”
“You would be an amazing director. Ah.” She arched as he rubbed his hand over her pink buttocks, still sore from the last spanking he’d given her. “I’m sorry, I’ll get up now.”
“Not yet.” He gave her three firm, quick slaps and then caressed the stinging patches before slipping his fingers between her legs. “Maybe you’re not so tired after all.”
To their mutual pleasure they discovered a daily “maintenance” spanking kept Marielle’s desire stoked, which made her sex damp and ready for Raven any time he wanted her to take his cock — which over the past week had been several times a day. She didn’t understand why the pain made her feel so sexy but she didn’t care. Surrendering herself to his domination and discipline made her feel cherished and attended to, as did catering to his every desire.
Except one, Marielle thought as she felt him rub his thumb over the tight pucker of her ass. Despite her hints so far Raven hadn’t tried to take her there. As his submissive she couldn’t exactly demand it. Unless…
“I know you’d like to keep me here and play with me forever.” Marielle rolled over and sat up, wincing a little as the movement made her sore bottom flex. “But I think it’s time I head back to the states.”
He stared at her. “What? Why?”
“It’s been fun, really.” She walked over to the tray and helped herself to a cup of tea. “But we both know that I can’t be your sex slave for the rest of my life. You want to direct and I need to find a new job, and pay my bills, and see my friends…” she glanced at him and smiled. “Maybe you could hire me to be your P.A. on the first film you direct.”
“I’m sure you’d be fabulous but what if I want you for something else?” he asked, his voice stern.
“You mean the sex? Of course, you can come and visit me in L.A. anytime you like,” Marielle assured him. “I’d love to have you stay with me whenever you’re in town. Or, if I’m traveling where you’re working, I can come to you.”
“How accommodating of you.” His expression darkened. “Obviously you’ve given this a lot of thought.”
She shrugged. “I’m simply being realistic. We’re both busy people with demanding careers. We can’t shut out the rest of the world forever. How much longer do you think we can keep up the endless dom/sub sex-a-thon, anyway?”
The blatant challenge to his dominance worked like a charm. His copper eyes blazed with anger. “So you’re tired of me, is that it?”
“I want more and you’re not willing to take it to the next stage because you think you’ll hurt me.” She set down the cup and pulled on her robe while she made her voice go brisk. “I’ll call the airport and see what flights are available. If there’s one for tonight, do you think the ferry could pick me up right away?”
“You’re not going anywhere,” he said and took her by the arm to drag her back over to the bed. “Not until I’m done with you.”
Marielle hid a smile now as he tossed her face-down on the bed and used her bathrobe belt to tie her hands to one of the posts. “Raven, really. What are you going to do that we haven’t already done?”
“What you’ve been begging for all week, my little cockslut.” He jerked her legs apart, and then reached for the bottle of lube he kept on the nightstand. “I’m going to take this tight ass of yours.”
“But you said you were too big for me.” Marielle shivered as she felt him stroke the lube over her pucker and press it inside with his finger. “You told me I couldn’t handle it.”
“Quiet,” he ordered and stepped between her thighs. “We’ll see how much of me you can take.”
Marielle caught her breath as she felt the broad dome of his cockhead press between her buttocks. Raven’s penis was huge. Her little pucker tightened in response to his first nudge until she forced herself to relax. “I can take whatever you’ve got.”
“You love to push me, don’t you, baby? Well, now it’s my turn.” He worked the tip against her hole before he pushed the entire bulbous head inside. “There, that’s the first inch.” He ran his hand down the length of her spine. “Push against my cock. Yes, like that. When you do that I can go deeper.”
Marielle groaned as he gave her a series of short strokes that worked his penis into her channel while stretching her rosebud to the limit. The pain felt like she was losing her virginity again but once he’d made her take the full length of his shaft the discomfort faded, replaced by a sensation of dark and delicious fullness.
“Oh, oh. That’s… amazing.” The feeling of being taken like this was even more arousing than his spankings. “Don’t stop, please.”
“Let’s see how you like the fucking part.” He recoiled, dragging his penis out an inch before he pushed back in, going deeper than he had before.
The intimate pressure made tiny lights shimmer through her head. “Raven.”
“There, baby, now you’re feeling it,” he murmured as he gripped her hips and drew out an inch, thrusting back in firmly. “My cock is deep inside your ass. I’m going to plow every inch of it.”
Raven reached under her to grip her breasts as he forged in and out of her clenching hole, grunting each time he gave her more of his cock. The feel of his thick girth moving back and forth made Marielle tremble violently. The strange penetration sent shockwaves through her pussy and belly and caused her nipples to tighten so hard they scraped Raven’s palms like little stones.
“Your tits are mine and so is your pussy,” he muttered as he reached down to finger her pulsing clit. “Your ass belongs to my cock. I own every inch of your body now, don’t I, you little slut?”
“I’m yours, sir,” she said, gasping as he shafted her deeper and harder. “Oh, your cock feels so huge and hard like this.”
“Squeeze me. Yeah, like that.” He began steadily stroking her clit in time with his heavy thrusts. “You’re not going back to the states. You’re staying here with me, in my bed, and in my life, and in my heart. You’re mine, Mari, and I’m never going to let you go — and you know exactly why.”
“Raven.” She moaned as he pulled out of her and turned her over to face him, and looked up to see the fierce determination burning in his eyes. “I couldn’t leave you like that. I love you, so much.”
“But you made me wait a week to hear you say that, you little brat.” He dragged her legs up around his waist and pressed back inside her. “I never want to hurt you, sweetheart.” His penetration this time was slow, gentle and melded their bodies with a luscious sensuality. “But I can’t let you go.”
She wrapped her legs around him. “Then don’t.”
Raven bent over to kiss her mouth before he began thrusting into her again, working his thickness deep inside her ass while he toyed with her clit. “Don’t go over yet,” he warned her even as he fingered her faster. “I want us together this time. I want to explode with you.”
Marielle clutched at the belt binding her wrists and bit her lip, writhing under him as she resisted the billowing need to come. She could feel him swelling even larger and harder with each stroke, his fingers slick with the fluids seeping from her as he thrust them inside her tight pussy. The double penetration nearly demolished her already-tenuous resolve. She felt him begin to shake and groan.
“Now, Mari,” he told her as he rammed his cock and fingers deep into her. “Come with me now, now, now.”
The shriek that escaped her entwined with rumbling groan that came from his chest as he pumped his seed into her spasming ass and she bore down on his fingers, gushing around them as her own pleasure took her apart. Their simultaneous climaxes seemed to stretch out forever, one feeding the other until they burst again into a second explosion of delight.
> “Raven,” she breathed as he released her wrists and gathered her into his arms. “I’ll stay with you for as long as you want me.”
“Then we’d better send for your things, because that” — he kissed the tip of her nose — “will be forever.”
THE END