Dirty (3 page)

Raven stood in front of her, closing his
eyes. When he looked at her again it was with Maestro's intense,
dangerous gaze. "You offer the crowds your soul every day on street
corners," he murmured as he circled around her. "Yet you continue
to deny me what I want and you need."

Marielle caught her breath as he seized her
wrists and dragged them back to tie them together. He didn't bother
to be gentle. The tightening of the satin against her skin made
little shocks of alarm and pleasure ripple through her. "I don't
understand. I don't need anything from you."

"Liar," he whispered against her ear before
he moved around to face her. "I saw how you looked up at me when
you knelt in the snow to gather those coins I tossed." He lifted
his hand and traced the outline of her lips with one fingertip.
"You were practically begging for it, darling, weren't you? Don't
lie to me or I'll punish you."

He was so convincing as the character that
Marielle couldn't stop her lower lip from trembling. "Yes,
Maestro."

"And that's why you're here." He glided his
finger over her chin, down her throat and pressed it into the
hollow between her collarbones. "That's why your breasts ache and
your nipples throb and your panties have become so deliciously wet.
From the moment you saw me, Melanie, your soul recognized mine. You
saw me and your entire being knew that I was your master."

Marielle had no more lines, which was a
blessing because all she could do now was stare at him as she felt
herself go wet.

"I brought you here to play you. Play with
you. Make you understand what we are to each other." Raven stepped
closer, so that he loomed over her. "You smell like
honeysuckle."

She blinked. "I'm sorry, but that's not in
the script, sir."

"Fuck the script." His hand moved down, and
traced over the point in her blouse made by the hard peak of her
nipple. "Look at me. I smelled you all day, Marielle, all around
me. All day." He splayed his hand over her breast. "And you thought
of me, didn't you? You thought of being alone with me." He squeezed
the mound until she gasped. "You wondered if I would touch
you."

"Maybe I should go home now." She couldn't
move an inch, not with him this close, his smell filling her head
and his hand fondling her throbbing, aching breast. "Please, sir --
"

"I'd like that. I'd like you to please me for
the rest of the night." He pinched her nipple between his fingers
and gave it a gentle tug. "You said whatever I want, you'd give it
to me. Well, I want you, Marielle." He placed his hands on her
shoulders, and pushed her down until she was kneeling before him.
"I want you to be my Melanie." He cupped her chin with his hand. "I
want you to do exactly as I say."

"I can't." Marielle had never felt so
miserable -- or turned on -- in her life. "Vanessa will fire me for
this."

"I'm not going to tell her anything about
this and neither are you." He rubbed his thumb across her lips and
then opened the front of his trousers, freeing the long, thick
shaft of his penis. He was as big and beautiful as she'd imagined,
with a plum-size head already full and straining. "Look at what
you've done to me. I got hard the moment you promised me you were
going to suck." He wrapped his fist around it and brought the
swollen bulb to her lips. "Open for me, Mari. I want to see that
beautiful mouth of yours wrapped around my cock."

It was happening now. There was nothing she
could do to stop it. She couldn't keep her lips from parting or his
huge cockhead from pushing between them. Her tongue rubbed against
the broad dome, tasting a musky trace of semen before she closed
her mouth around him and lightly sucked. She looked up to see him
staring at her, mouth open, a low sound rumbling from his chest as
he reached for the back of her head. She could feel him winding her
ponytail around his fist as she took another inch of his shaft into
her mouth. He wouldn't let go until he finished.

"Your mouth feels lovely on me. Now suck
it."

Marielle clenched her thighs against the ache
between them and focused on pleasing Raven. She sucked him gently
at first, exploring his thick girth with her tongue and lips before
she felt him take the first thrust and bobbed her head in
counterpoint. With her wrists bound behind her she felt vulnerable
and helpless, which added to the thrill. He's going to fuck my
mouth with his huge cock, and I can't stop him -- because he knows
I want it.

Raven's hand tightened and his penis shoved
so deep she thought she would choke but instinctively her jaw and
throat relaxed. She was able to take it with only a soft gasp.

"Yes, baby, that's how I want it," Raven
said, tugging at her hair to draw her head back and then pushing
her down until her nose brushed his body hair. "Suck it deeper.
Take it all, Mari, take every inch of it. Like that. Yes, oh god,
you make me want to come right now. You're so beautiful like this,
with your lips stretched around me." He nodded toward the mirrored
wall. "Look at how gorgeous you are, submitting to my cock."

She glanced at their reflection. The erotic
sight of Raven skewering her mouth made her moan around his
shaft.

"Fuck." He pulled his cock out of her mouth
and yanked her to her feet. He lifted her up in his arms and
carried her over to the buffet table, where he placed her on her
belly. He tore open her trousers and pulled them down to her knees
before stepping between her thighs.

Marielle squirmed, fearful and yet so aroused
she could hardly think. "Raven."

"I have to be inside you," he said, panting
as he positioned his cockhead against her slick folds. "Do you want
me in this sweet pussy of yours? Do you want me to fuck you like
this?"

She could say no and it would be over. But
the need inside her now was every bit as frantic as his and she
didn't care what the consequences were -- she would go crazy if he
didn't sink that giant cock into her. She lifted her hips. "Yes.
Yes, I do. Please, do it."

He drove half his length into her and then
crouched over her, his hands digging into her hips as he began to
pump in and out of her pussy to force himself deeper. "God, you're
so fucking tight on me. Relax and let me in. You can take it all, I
know you can."

The friction from his thick shaft made a
delicious heat spread through her pelvis. The force of his thrusts
worked her nipples against the soft weave of the table covering.
She could feel her clit swelling and pulsing and shifted her legs
so that it rubbed against the edge of the table each time he plowed
into her. At last she felt his balls slap against her and knew he
had made her take every inch of his monster cock.

Raven bent down to murmur in her ear, "I can
feel you getting wetter around me. You want it deeper and harder,
baby? You want me to stuff your pussy until it aches?"

"Yes," she gasped.

"You little cock slut. I'll give it to you.
But you don't come until I tell you that you can." He rammed into
her until the head of his penis collided with the rim of her
cervix. "You looked so sweet and innocent this morning but I knew.
I knew you wanted me between your legs. You wanted me to fuck you
in the trailer. That's why you bent over and showed me your ass. So
I'd give you this hard cock right where you need it. Well, here it
is, baby."

Marielle whimpered as he began fucking her
faster, in and out, harder and deeper, until she could feel the
force of her orgasm gathering and writhed under him, desperate for
the release. "Please, Raven," she begged. "Please let me come."

"Not yet." He jerked her backward, shoving
his hand beneath her to spread the top of her mons and work his
fingers against her clit. "Squeeze my cock with that hungry little
pussy. Yeah, like that. I want to feel you milk me when I
come."

She let out a small shriek as he rubbed her
clit and fucked her at the same time. His penis stabbed deep and he
held her to himself, rubbing her clit furiously as the first gush
of his semen streamed into her. "Come with me now, baby. Come on my
cock."

Marielle exploded into the pleasure, her body
shaking uncontrollably as she climaxed around his jetting cockhead.
He fucked her through the orgasm and straight into another, working
his penis in and out of her spasming sheath. Marielle felt her
pussy overflowing by the time she tumbled back to earth but Raven
was still hard, still fucking her with long, slow thrusts.

"That's my girl." Raven untied her wrists,
gently drawing out of her before he rolled her onto her back.
"Damn, you're so sexy you made me forget how small you are." He put
his hand between her thighs and stroked her soaked pussy. "Did I
hurt you?"

"You made me ache." She smiled up at him. "In
the good way."

"Minx." He swept her up in his arms and
carried her through the house until he found the master suite. "I
like this." He set her down on her feet and began stripping
her.

"Raven, I can't spend the night." She watched
him dropping her clothing onto the floor. "I have to report for
work at 6 a.m. I don't have a change of clothes with me."

He pressed his mouth to her brow and her
cheek and the corner of her mouth before he looked into her eyes.
"Then stay as long as you can." He rubbed his knuckles against the
tight bead of her nipple. "Or I might follow you home and sneak
inside and crawl into your bed."

Marielle groaned as he covered her nipple
with his mouth. "Does anyone ever say no to you?"

He let her wet, reddened nipple pop from his
mouth. "Not very often. But you can. You always can say no, Mari."
He smiled. "Although it might be better than we have a safe word --
just in case I forget what no means."

She nestled closer to him. "How about
'cut?'"

Raven laughed.

* * *

Marielle almost did end up spending the night
with Raven, who seemed as intent on dominating and ravishing her as
his character did to Melanie in the script. He washed her in the
bath and then made her float on the water as he slowly licked her
pussy, using his tongue to penetrate her sheath and brush her clit
until she climaxed against his mouth. That led to an extended
session of kissing and fondling on the big bed in the adjoining
suite. She nearly made him come by cradling and stroking his cock
between her breasts while she teased the head with her tongue and
lips. He pushed her back onto the mattress and pinned her there
with his big body as he pushed the head of his cock between her
folds.

"So hot," he murmured, brushing the hair back
from her face as he worked into her another inch. "God, I wish I
could fuck you for a week."

"Then we'd both get fired. Oh, Raven." She
twisted under him, trying to push herself down on his shaft. "Don't
make me wait."

"You're going to make me wait tomorrow,
aren't you?" He cupped her breast with one hand, kneading it as he
nipped her chin. "Or are you going to come my trailer and bend over
my bed again for me?"

Marielle felt thrilled and frightened. "We
can't do this on the set."

"Can't we?" He pushed deeper inside her.
"Think about it. The crew working just outside, Vanessa calling for
you but you're face down on my mattress, your bare ass pressed
against me, your pussy crying for cock like it is now."

"Raven, please," she said.

"I'll cover your mouth so no one hears the
sounds you make," he whispered. "Like this." He clamped his big
hand over her lips. "Then I'll give it to you the way you like." He
jabbed into her but then slowed his stroke. "Or maybe I'll make you
scream first."

Marielle made a pleading sound against his
palm.

"You won't stop me." He drew out of her. "I'm
going to fuck you on the set tomorrow, my sweet little slut and any
time I like from now on." He removed his hand and pressed his mouth
to hers for a hard, fast kiss. "And you're going to take my cock
anytime I tell you to because you want it that way as much as I do,
don't you?"

"I'm not Melanie," she whispered.

"No, but you're mine." He dragged her legs up
and hooked them over his shoulders. He ploughed into her so hard
and fast it made her convulse. "You're my slut, my cock slave, my
submissive. Say it."

"I'm yours." She felt confused and ashamed
and more desirable than she ever had. "Whatever you want me to
be."

"You're already mine, baby. Now I'm going to
teach you what I want." He thrust into her again and again,
watching her breasts bounce as he shafted her. "Take what I give
you, take it all in that tight little pussy." He dragged her hand
down and pressed it between her thighs. "Rub your clit. I want to
see you finger yourself while I'm fucking you. Do it."

Marielle had never touched herself in front
of a man. A low roar filled her head as she slid her finger between
her slick folds and stroked the erect throbbing nub.

"Does it feel good?" he crooned as he watched
her hand. "Do you want to come?" She nodded. He bent his head down
and covered her mouth with his, pushing his tongue in and out in
the same rhythm as his penis was pumping into her sheath.

She groaned into his mouth as he pushed his
finger beside hers and helped her stroke her pulsing pearl. She was
on the very brink and wrenched her mouth from his. "Raven,
please."

He jerked his penis out of her and dropped
down to cover her sex with his mouth, using his tongue to lash her
clit as she came, laving her over and over as she shook with
delight. When she went limp he straightened and straddled her,
bringing her hand to his cock and wrapping her fingers around the
wet, swollen shaft.

"Stroke me," he ordered, his chest heaving as
he watched her hand glide back and forth on his length. "I'm going
to cum all over those pretty tits of yours, baby. Yeah, like that.
Jerk me off, my little cock slut." He made a low, rumbling sound as
the first spurt of semen erupted from his cockhead. "You're mine.
You're mine."