The Life of Anna, Part 2: Entwined

by Marissa Honeycutt

  “I love the panties and stockings, Baby.”

  She wore a dark blue silk thong and matching garter belt. He stroked her ass with one hand as he unzipped his pants with the other. His cock sprang out, hard and throbbing as he ran the hot flesh across her ass, then moved aside her thong and traced it down her cleft to the entrance of her pussy. She was hot and wet and moaned softly as he teased her, rubbing himself along the lips but not entering her.

  “Please, Devin...,” she moaned, pushing back against him.

  He pushed forward and slipped into her hot, silky slit.

  “Oh, God, Anna, I've missed you,” he groaned again as he thrust in and out.

  He unzipped her dress and reached forward to cup her breasts inside her bra, playing with and tugging on her nipples.

  She moaned as he thrust harder. “Oh, Devin...yes!”

  He grabbed her hips and slammed into her over and over again. “Come for me, Baby. I want to hear you scream for me.”

  The pressure built and she screamed out his name as her climax hit her forcefully. Devin came a moment later, crying out Anna's name and pressing himself deeply inside her.

  He leaned forward and kissed her back, then pulled out and zipped up his pants.

  She turned and looked up at him, smiling adoringly.

  “You look beautiful, Baby. Your cheeks are nicely colored from your orgasm.”

  She felt her face warm at his comment. “You look very handsome too, Devin.”

  Devin grinned. “I'm glad you think so. It's always nice when your date thinks you look nice.” He looked around. “Do you have your bag packed, Baby? I'm still taking you home tonight with me.”

  Anna nodded. “Yes. It's in my room.” She felt a little nervous about being at his house. “Will your wife be there?”

  Devin smiled. “Yes. She will. But she has her own bedroom. You'll be cuddled up in my bed, naked with me.” He stroked her cheek. “We need to get going. Are you ready?”

  “Let me check myself in the bathroom quickly.” She scooted off the couch and walked quickly to the bathroom, where she straightened her dress and smoothed out some of her curls. She grabbed her purse and overnight bag and went back out to the entryway where Devin was waiting. He smiled and took her bag and they went downstairs to the waiting Town Car.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

  Anna had never been in a hotel before. She stood in the lobby and gazed around until Devin tugged her hand gently to get her to move.

  “I'm sorry, Devin. It's just so beautiful.”

  The high ceilings and carved woodwork continued to catch her eye as she walked with Devin to the elevators.

  “It's all right, Baby. I feel the same way about you.” He led her onto the elevator, where they were alone. “Anna, I expect you to be your beautiful, charming self tonight. There are a few men I will introduce you to that I might want you to...get to know better.” He gave her a knowing look. He meant to have sex with. “I'll let you know. There is one young man I know for certain I want you to charm.” He glanced down and smiled at her. “If you do that, you will please me greatly.”

  Anna's eyes lit up. “I want to please you, Devin.”

  “I know you do, Baby, and I have no doubt you will.” He leaned down and kissed her, sliding his hand down to cup her ass. “I'll have to leave you for the ceremony part, but you'll know the people at the table by then. Just remember to be discreet in what I ask of you. I would be very upset if you were caught fucking someone. Do you understand?”

  She trembled beneath his gaze. “Yes, Devin,” she whispered.

  His face softened as the elevator doors opened. Devin took Anna's arm and they walked around a corner and into the reception area. Anna's stress level instantly increased at the number of people, but she knew Devin would be upset if she panicked. She took slow, deep breaths to get control of her heartbeat.

  Devin's presence became even more impressive as he began greeting people, shaking hands and introducing Anna to them. She received several questioning looks, mostly from women, and there were more than a few inquiries about Devin's wife.

  He brushed the questions off, explaining that Sandy was ill and Anna was his delightful date for the evening. A few men thought she was his daughter, to which Devin informed them she was not, with a certain type of smile to hint that she was his lover.

  “Anna, this is Jayce Corbin,” Devin introduced her to a tall man with gray hair and piercing, ice blue eyes. “You may remember Jayce from Friday night. He was standing at your head.”

  Anna looked closer at the man she'd just been introduced to. He looked vaguely familiar and when she glanced down at his right hand, she saw an emerald ring on his pinky. She glanced back up, wide-eyed at him.

  He smiled warmly. “It's a pleasure to meet you under more normal circumstances, shall we say?” He brought her hand up to his mouth and kissed the back of it, eyes never leaving hers.

  “It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Corbin,” she said softly, with the slightly flirtatious smile she'd been taught to offer when meeting a man.

  “Please, call me Jayce.”

  “Jayce,” she repeated with a bright smile.

  “Where's Lily?” Devin asked, putting his hand on Anna's hip and drawing her close to him.

  Jayce waved his hand around. “Somewhere.”

  A few minutes later a voluptuous woman with blond hair walked up to them. She looked Anna up and down, then turned to Jayce.

  “Dear, the Boswells were asking about you,” she said in a sultry voice, glancing again at Anna, then at Devin with a raised brow.

  Devin gave her a flirtatious smile. “Lily, you look lovely tonight,” he said and leaned forward to kiss her cheek. “I'd like you to meet Anna. Anna, this is Dr. Lily Jones-Corbin, Jayce's wife.”

  She gave Anna another suspicious look before smiling at her and extending her hand. Anna took it and greeted her politely.

  “Where's Sandy?” Lily asked, looking pointedly at Devin's hand resting on Anna's hip.

  “Ill,” he said simply, not offering any other information.

  “Really? I spoke with her this morning and—”

  Devin gave Jayce a look and Jayce interrupted his wife.

  “Lily, darling, I’ll be with you and the Boswells shortly.”

  Lily glared at her husband, but did as she was told. The two men watched her walk away and Jayce turned back to Devin.

  “You knew there would be questions when you brought her out,” he said.

  Devin frowned. “I know. But it's worth it. They'll get used to it eventually. You and the others need to keep your wives under control, though, or they won't help the matter.”

  “You know how Lily is—” Jayce began.

  “I do. And I warned you about her before you married her. She's too independent for you, Jayce.”

  Jayce grinned and shrugged. “You can't help who you fall in love with.”

  Devin looked at Anna. “That's true,” he said softly, then kissed her temple.

  Anna blushed.

  “Ah, Zach is here,” Devin murmured to Jayce, indicating towards the window.

  Jayce turned around and nodded. “With a date?”

  “I told him he needed one. He needs to settle down soon if he wants to further his career.” Devin smiled. “Anna is here to show him settling down doesn’t mean settling. If you'll excuse us, Jayce. I should go say hello.”

  “Of course. It was nice to meet you Anna,” he said.

  “Likewise, Jayce.” She gave him a seductive smile as she turned and walked away with Devin.

  Devin led Anna over to the side of the room towards several couples standing together and talking. “Anna, Zach is the man I spoke to you about. I want you to get him to seduce you. Do whatever he wants you to do sexually. I want him well satiated after he leaves your company.”

  “Yes, Devin,” she said softly.

  Devin greeted everyone and introduced Anna.

  Zachary Vail was a good looking, clean cu
t man with dark blond hair and dark brown eyes. He had an “All-American” look to him, wearing a well-made black suit and powder blue tie. He looked to be in his mid- to late-twenties and had a very charming smile. The woman with him, Patricia, also had an “All-American” look to her: bright smile, blond curly hair and blue eyes. She was slender and looked elegant in a pink, A-line cocktail dress.

  “I need to go freshen up, Devin,” Anna said softly, but loud enough for Zach, who stood next to her, to hear.

  Devin nodded with a slight smile and Anna walked away slowly. She glanced back subtly, giving Zach an innocent look, then walked away, swaying her hips just-so as she moved. She headed out of the reception area to the bathroom, conscious of Zach watching her. She paused deliberately, looking in her purse before walking into the bathroom.

  She could sense Zach behind her and turned to give him a shy smile. “Zach, right?”

  He nodded and trailed his eyes down her body hungrily. “How do you know Devin?” he asked casually.

  “I've known him all my life,” she answered softly, looking at him with bright eyes. Sweet and innocent was how the game was played. Give them enough attention to let them know that the interest is there, then play shy about it. “How do you know him?”

  “He's helping me fulfill my political ambitions,” Zach said, grinning. “And other ambitions.” His eyes were intense with desire as he looked at Anna.

  She turned away coyly and looked out the window. “Devin is a very resourceful man,” she said absently.

  “He is,” Zach agreed, stepping closer to her. “Beautiful view, isn't it?”

  Anna nodded. “I've never seen such a beautiful one.” One of the bridges lay straight ahead, lit up brightly.

  “I bet there's more windows through here,” Zach said, walking across the hall and pushing a door open. He looked inside. “Oh, you should see this,” he said, motioning for her to come.

  Anna knew his game: getting her alone so he could have sex with her. He played right into Devin’s hands. She looked at him shyly, then slowly followed him through the doors.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

  The large room had tall windows on three sides, similar to the room they'd just left. But this room had only the few emergency lights on. Zach took her hand and led her to the corner where they would be hidden from the doorway.

  He stood behind her with his hands on her arms, stroking up and down. Her body prepared itself for whatever he wanted to do. He ran his hands up to her shoulders and caressed the exposed skin above her breasts. She sensed he liked a challenge and pulled away slightly.

  “Zach...,” she said softly. “We shouldn't—” He kissed the side of her neck.

  “Shouldn't what?” he asked, biting her earlobe.

  He had a boyish look to him, but she knew his sexual appetites leaned in the hard direction. He would be rough and she would be hurting soon, but she couldn't leave. She had been trained so that she could handle the rough stuff.

  His hands slid down to her hips. She struggled and he held her tight against his chest, his cock hardening against her ass. He liked the chase and conquer, she decided. He would be turned on by defeating her struggles.

  “Zach, please let me go,” she whispered. “Devin will—”

  “Devin wanted me to have you,” he said in a low voice, bringing his hands up to cup her breasts. “He told me to follow you.”

  She shook her head. “No, he wouldn't do that,” she whimpered. It was all an act, but he had to believe it. She knew exactly what she was doing and it was working. His desire for her was increasing by the second as she pulled away from him.

  He forced her back against him. “Hey,” he whispered harshly as she tried to pull away. “Hey!”

  She stopped moving.

  “If you do as I say, I won't hurt you. But either way, I am going to fuck you. Here and now.”

  She pulled against him again. He wanted her to continue struggling, so she did. He grasped her hands in his and pulled them up over her head. Her back arched and her breasts jutted out.

  He unzipped her dress and reached in to grasp her breasts, pinching and pulling her nipple. She whimpered at the pain. It really did hurt, but she could handle it. It's what she’d been trained for.

  He pushed her forward and moved her hands to hold them against the wall. He pulled her skirt up and caressed her ass.

  “God, what a great ass.” He moved closer and whispered in her ear. “You like taking cock in the ass, Anna?”

  There had only been a few times that she'd enjoyed anal, and they had all occurred within the last few weeks.

  She shook her head. “Please don’t. It hurts,” she begged. Thinking about the other men, Aaron included, made her heart ache. Having had someone care for her made this situation worse. She stopped acting and her pleas became real. “Please don't.”

  He chuckled and moved her thong aside to caress her asshole. He pressed a finger through the tight band of muscle and she cried out, struggling to get away. She didn't want to feel the pain. She wanted to be cared for. She wanted to be with Aaron, not here at this hotel.

  “So tight, Anna. Doesn't your ass ever get a workout?” He pushed in another finger as he asked the question.

  Tears started running down her cheeks. She hoped he would at least use some sort of lubrication. Even her pussy; she was wet.

  “Please don't dry-fuck me,” she whimpered.

  “Maybe I'll be nice this time. I wouldn't want you bleeding all over your pretty dress.” He pulled his fingers out and shoved several unceremoniously into her pussy.

  “Thank you,” she sobbed, pressing her forehead to the wall.

  She heard the sound of his zipper and a moment later her pussy was filled with his cock. He thrust in and out a few times then pulled out and moved to her ass, pressing in without any more preparation than he'd already given her.

  He let go of her hands and grasped her hips as he plundered her tight hole. Her fingernails dug into the wall as he fucked her ass hard and painfully. Though she wanted to scream, she held her tongue, except for the occasional cry or sob that escaped her mouth. He didn’t care if she came and she didn't exert the effort to do so.

  His thrusts became sharper and he grunted as he approached his climax. Finally, he stiffened and groaned softly as he shot his load deep inside her ass. He pulled out when he was finished and let go of her hips.

  Without his support, her legs collapsed under her and she slid down the wall to her knees, wincing as her ass hit her heels. Tears ran down her cheeks. She'd have to fix her makeup before she went back in.

  Zach stood over her and zipped up his pants. “It's almost seven. Devin'll wonder where you are.” He smirked. “You live in the Sapphire, right?”

  She nodded warily.

  “Apartment 2604?”

  Her eyes widened when she heard her apartment number and nodded again.

  “I may come visit you. I'm on the 35th floor.” He turned and walked away, leaving her alone in her misery.

  The thought of being visited by him frightened her. What would he do to her if he wasn't in a public place?

  Anna sat for a few more minutes and then dragged herself to her feet. She concentrated on not limping as she walked in her four-inch heels to the bathroom. After quickly cleaning herself up and fixing her makeup, she took several deep breaths to calm herself.

  She forced a smile on her face and walked back into the reception area, looking around for Devin. He stood near the window on the opposite side of the room. She carefully guarded her facial expression and made her way to him, giving smiles to people when appropriate.

  When she reached Devin, she approached him shyly, not sure of how he would receive her. She didn't know what, if anything, Zach had told him, though Zach was nowhere to be seen.

  Devin gave her a warm smile and a kiss on the mouth when he saw her. He nuzzled her ear. “Zach looks well satiated, Anna. Good girl.”

  She warmed at his praise and gave him a ti
mid smile.

  He studied her for a moment. “Are you all right?” he asked softly.

  She hesitated. She had to tell the truth. She shook her head, but added, “I will be, though,” and gave him as bright a smile as she could manage.

  “Thank you for being honest, Baby.” He kissed her again. “Let's get a drink and go in. It's almost time for the dinner to start and I need to be in there to greet people.”

  Devin took her arm, led her to the bar and ordered two drinks. When Devin handed her a glass of white wine, she frowned and shook her head.

  “Devin, I'm not old enough,” she said softly.

  Devin gave her a look and handed her the glass again. “It doesn't matter Anna,” he said in a voice she knew she should obey. “I want you to have it.”

  “Yes, Devin,” she said softly and took a sip of wine, trying not to make a face at the strange taste.

  He picked up his short glass of amber liquid and ice and put his arm around her to lead her away. “There are advantages to going out with me, Anna. One of which is you can drink. No one will question your age when you're with me. Eventually, you'll be well known enough that you'll be able to drink even if I’m not around.”

  They walked into a huge room filled with dozens of large round tables. Many people were already in the room. Some were seated. Others stood around talking, drinks in hand. Devin greeted people as he passed them, always introducing Anna to them. Certain people he talked with for a bit longer.

  Anna started studying the men's hands. Many of them wore sapphire rings on their pinky fingers and they looked at her knowingly.

  She and Devin meandered to the table that they'd be sitting at for the evening, Table One. The man that Anna had seen when she’d had lunch with Devin sat there, and he stood to greet them. He was slender and slightly shorter than Devin, with stormy gray eyes and hair the color of milk chocolate, fashionably spiked with gel. She also recognized him as one of the men on the platform that Devin had her please at the first gathering. She hadn't looked at him very closely when she'd seen him at lunch.