She shoved my cell phone in my face and said, “What the hell is this?”
I looked at the screen to see another threatening text from Marianna telling me that I just missed out on another role because I wouldn’t break up with Dimitri.
“Oh, that’s just a friend teasing me,” I tried to laugh it off as a joke, but Shawnee wasn’t buying it.
“Bullshit! This isn’t a joke, this is emotional blackmail. Who the hell is this bitch?”
“It’s Dimitri’s mother,” I said with a sigh. I could never lie to Shawnee, somehow she always saw right through me. “She doesn’t think I’m good enough for her son and she’d been using her clout in Hollywood to make sure I don’t get any acting jobs. My agent said he was certain I would get a job offer from my last three auditions, but every time the producer or director would cancel my offer for some lame reason that didn’t make any sense. I’m certain it’s because of Marianne’s threats.”
“That’s fucked up!” Shawnee was livid on behalf. “How can Dimitri let her get away with this bullshit?”
“He doesn’t know about it,” I said, looking at the floor. When I glanced back up, I saw Shawnee was preparing to explode and I spoke quickly in an effort to stop her. “Don’t tell him. He can’t find out. He told his mother that if she interferes with our relationship that he would cut her from his life forever.”
“Well this sure as hell qualifies. You need to tell him what she’s been doing to you so he can end this bullshit and then tell her to fuck off.”
“That’s exactly why I can’t tell him. Since his father died when he was young, Dimitri’s mother is the only family he has. I’m lucky to have a big family, but what kind of girlfriend would I be if I took away from him the only family he has. I can put up with her intimidation; God knows I’ve put up with worse in my life. Eventually she’ll see how happy I make him or get bored with it and stop. I can wait until then; I love him so much, I have to.”
“Well I think you’re crazy not to tell him. You need to expose this bitch and not help hide her secret.”
“It just feels too selfish to me. Now let the matter drop. This is about my boyfriend and my career so it’s my choice to keep it quiet.”
“All right, have it your way. Mr. Movie Star just pulled up outside and you’re still not done packing so hurry up.”
“Shit!” I ran back into the bedroom to finish shoving clothes into my suitcase while Shawnee let Dimitri in.
I looked up when he came into my bedroom, leaning on doorway and laughing at me merrily as I struggled to get my suitcase to close. He took it from me and said, “You know we’re only going to be gone three days, right?”
“I know, but I don’t know what kind of activities we’ll be doing. I might need hiking gear, a swim suit, formal wear. The possibilities are endless.”
“Well, I’m hoping we’ll spend most of our time not needing to wear anything at all,” Dimitri said and winked.
“I packed something special for that too,” I said with my voice dripping with innuendo.
We drove to the airport where Dimitri had chartered us a private jet to take us to Cabo, and then a limo drove us to the luxurious five-star resort. Everything was breathtakingly beautiful, from the marble floors, to the tropical flowers, to the roaring ocean, to the full moon glowing in the star filled sky.
“I ordered that just for you,” Dimitri teased, as I gaped at the gorgeous night sky.
“Thank you. I got something just for you too,” I said and stripped off my dress to reveal the special purchase I’d picked up from Fredrick’s of Hollywood just that afternoon. I was wearing a black leather corset that pushed up my large breasts in a particularly alluring way, leaving them bare and exposed while cinching in my waist to make me look slender and sexy. I had opted not to wear any panties as a fun surprise and my hair was all freshly waxed off and I was silky smooth. The corset had garters that I had attached to a pair of thigh-high black silk stockings and black stiletto heels adorned my feet. To complete the outfit, I had put on a silver choker necklace and lacy black gloves that stretched up to my elbows. I knew I presented a sexy figure, and the look of pure lust burning in Dimitri’s eyes gave me just the reaction I’d been hoping for.
“You look incredible,” he sighed and I could see from the bulge in his slacks that he was already hard.
“Shall we play?” I asked him and he nodded his head vigorously. Shaking my finger at him admonishingly, I said, “What do you say, naughty boy?”
“Yes, Mistress. If it pleases you, I would like to play.”
“Good boy. That’s much better.” I caressed his strong jaw and kissed him sensuously as a reward. Then I pushed him down so he was kneeling on the plush carpet of our lavish hotel suite and commanded him to lick my pussy.
“Yes, Mistress,” Dimitri said and set to the task I had given him eagerly while I curled my fingers through his thick hair, encouraging him to continue when he did things right, and pulling it painfully when he moved in a direction I didn’t like.
I wanted to draw the foreplay out as long as possible, so when I felt myself starting to orgasm I commanded him to stop, but he knew I was close to climaxing too and so he kept going. His tongue worked like magic and before I could push him away, I felt my muscles spasm and every cell in my body exploded with pleasure. Dimitri’s tongue kept working, drawing out my orgasm and causing wave upon wave of ceaseless pleasure to come crashing down on me until I thought I would drown. Then finally he pulled away from me and I was able to slowly regain my composure and my pleasure ebbed.
“Naughty boy, didn’t you hear me tell you to wait?” I asked him with a stern glare as I saw him beaming with pride over what he had done.
“Yes, Mistress; but I knew I could make you come and I thought it would please you.”
I gripped both of Dimitri’s nipples and pinched them painfully until he yelped and grimaced. Glaring at him, I said, “So, you willfully disobeyed me. Now you must be punished. Then you will learn to be a good boy.”
Pulling some silk scarves from my suitcase, I used them to tie Dimitri’s wrists and ankles to the four corners of our huge king-sized bed, so he was spread eagle and unable to move. Once I had him helpless and vulnerable as my prisoner, I took his cock in my mouth and pleasured him with a long and drawn out blow job until his dick was purple and throbbing.
“Do you like that, slave?” I asked him tauntingly. “Do you want me to let you come?”
“Oh yes, Mistress.”
“Do you want me to fuck your huge cock with my wet pussy?” I taunted him further by straddling his waist and slowly lowering myself towards his massive erection.
“Yes, Mistress. Please fuck me,” Dimitri begged, straining in his bonds to reach me, but I kept myself just centimeters from him.
“If you had been a good boy and obeyed me, I could have rewarded you by letting you slip your dick in my wet pussy, but you were a naughty boy and so now I have to punish you instead by making you watch me come without you.”
I slipped my fingers in and out of my pussy, massaging my clitoris with one hand and playing with my tits with the other. Dimitri was forced to watch, mesmerized while I masturbated in front of him, bringing myself to orgasm with my pulsating pussy so close to his throbbing cock he could feel the juices of my arousal dripping down on him.
Soon Dimitri was begging and pleading for me to fuck him and promising to be my obedient and faithful sex slave for all eternity. As fun as the game was, I eventually took pity on him and lowered my body onto his, enveloping his purple cock within my dripping folds. He was so ready for me, I feared he would climax right then, but somehow he managed to hold off and I rode him with slow, steady thrusts as I caressed his chest with my fingernails.
“Please let me come, Mistress. I don’t think I can wait any longer,” Dimitri pleaded.
“Good boy. I think you’ve learned your lesson for the day. Now climax for me. I want to feel you come deep inside me.”
I
purred and released him from his bounds. He attacked me with unbridled passion, flipping me over onto my back, wrapping my legs around his waist, and plunged into me with deep and powerful thrusts that pounded the air out of my lungs. Neither one of us were able to hold out for long and soon we were both gasping and moaning as we orgasmed in nearly perfect unison. Afterward, Dimitri found the reserves to make love to me again, this time with slow and sensual passion as we kissed and caressed each other lovingly and then finally fell asleep wrapped in each other’s embrace.
Chapter Three
It was a magical and wonderful three days in Cabo. We went and saw the amazing rock formations at Land's End, and while there weren’t any whales out that day for us to see, Dimitri booked us some time with a snorkeling instructor and I got to feed a fish right out of my hand in the crystal clear water. In the afternoon we relaxed in the spa, getting couples massages side by side, and then went out to dinner for the most incredibly delicious seafood.
The next day we got to swim with the dolphins and Dimitri went parasailing while I sunbathed on the white sandy beach near our hotel. In the evening we got to go on an exclusive Tequila tasting tour. I never thought I would like Tequila, but drinking from the finest Mexican labels definitely changed my mind. We danced in bars, listened to incredible Latin musicians, and made love every night and again every morning, and a few times in the afternoon. It was the best vacation I’d ever had in my entire life and I could tell that despite his lavish upbringing, Dimitri felt the same way.
“I hate to have to return to reality,” I complained as we boarded the private jet to fly back home.
“We don’t have to,” Dimitri said. “You could quit your job, I could drop out of films, and we could just live here together forever, making love and being insanely happy.”
“It sounds wonderful, but our families would miss us,” I said.
“That’s true. I did promise to have lunch with my mother next week. She’s setting up a meeting for me with a producer friend of hers. I could put in a good for you. I can’t believe you got turned down at your last three auditions. You would be perfect for your own television series, and then you would no longer have an excuse not to move in with me.”
“Don’t worry about putting in a good word with the producer. Just make sure your mother knows how happy we are together,” I said and smiled.
Dimitri gazed into my eyes with a look of pure adoration and said, “I will. I tell her and the whole world every day that being with you has made me the happiest man in the world. You’re an incredible woman, Avery, and I’m just glad you’re willing to go out with me.”
“Oh, I’m willing to do more than that,” I said, and I straddled his lap right there on the jet and unzipped his slacks. As I stroked him into full hardness, Dimitri pushed my panties aside and fingered my pussy until I was as ready as he was while we kissed each other long and hard and deep. Then he slid his cock into my juicy tunnel and I began to grind on top of him, fucking him on the private jet as we cruised above the clouds. When I started to come, I had to bury my lips onto his to keep from crying aloud for fear the pilot would us through the closed cabin door.
“That was unexpected,” Dimitri grinned and I knew he loved my spontaneity and insatiable sexual appetite.
“Sorry, I just needed one last moment of carefree fun before we landed and I had to return to my normal life,” I said. Then I pulled my cell phone out of my handbag and turned it on with a heavy sigh. It been so nice having it turned off for the entire three days of our vacation. Dimitri had kept his turned off too and seeing me activate my cell phone reminded him to reluctantly turn his on too.
I saw I had the usual amount of junk mail in my inbox and the average amount of text messages. I clicked on the ones from my agent first, but of course no new job offers had come my way. He did have an audition for a television pilot he had booked me an appointment for. He said the producer asked for me specifically by name, which I thought was an excellent sign. I was relieved to see there were no new messages from Marianne, but I was sure I’d get an extra dose of them once word got out that Dimitri and I had just spent three days down in Mexico together. I was especially excited to get a long email from one of my sisters back home in Utah. My sister Abigail had just received a soccer scholarship and would be able to go to college in the fall. I put a reminder in my calendar to ask for time off in June so I could go to her high school graduation. In more happy news, my sister Angela had gotten engaged to her longtime boyfriend and would be getting married next spring. It looked like I’d have to book two trips back home, but I didn’t mind.
“Guess what?” I said excitedly to Dimitri, anxious to share all the wonderful gossip from back home. When he didn’t respond I said it again a little louder. “Guess what honey?”
“Hmm. Oh, what?” Dimitri was decidedly distracted as he frowned at his phone, and I figured I must have caught him in the middle of reading an important email.
“It can wait. Let me know when you’re ready to talk,” I said without offense, but he snorted with derision.
“Yeah, I’ll be sure to tell you.”
His tone was strangely hostile and I looked at him with surprise. He was usually so easy going, his curt attitude had me worried.
“Is everything okay?” I touched his shoulder and he leaned away from me.
“Yeah, apparently everything is great.”
“Did you get a troubling email? Is something wrong with your movie or at the studio?”
“No, everything’s fine. Don’t worry about it. I’m just tired I guess.”
It was obvious there was something bothering him beyond being tired. I decided to give him some space to let him tell him on his own, but as the flight continued he remained perfectly silent, staring out his window with a scowl creasing his brow. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore, and sat on his lap where he couldn’t ignore me.
“Ever since we both checked our phones you’ve been upset about something. Tell me what it is.” I tried to caress his jaw line but he dodged my hands and forced me from his lap.
“It’s nothing. Just forget about it.”
“Did the media say something awful about us being in Mexico together?”
“No. Nothing like that,” he said, and it was as close to an admission that something was indeed bothering him that I was going to get.
“Is it something to do with work? Your cologne line? The studio? Your next movie?”
“I told you no. Now leave me alone. If you wanted to talk to me about things you had your chance a long time ago. Why are you so anxious to discuss it now?”
Anger flashed in his eyes and his muscles looked tense. It was the first time I had seen him so agitated and it frightened me, but I needed him to know that whatever had upset him that I was there for him.
Reaching for his hand, I asked softly, “Is it your family? Did something happen to your mother?”
The expression in his eyes let me know I had hit a nerve. He yanked his hand away from mine and got up from his chair so he could stare down at me. Smirking without joy, he said, “You’re getting warmer.”
“Tell me what it is. If she’s sick, or you had a fight with her, or whatever may be going on with her; I’m there for you. I want to know what’s happened so I can support you in it.”
Laughing bitterly, he said, “And why is that?”
“Because that’s what people do when they’re in a relationship. You’re my boyfriend, and I’m your girlfriend, and we love each other. That means more than going on dates and fucking each other. It means sharing the bad times as well as the good. When you’re going through something difficult, you shouldn’t keep that secret from me. You should share it with me so that we can get through it together.”
With every sentence I moved slowly closer to him until I was able to put my arms around him lovingly. He didn’t pull away and let me hold him, but his muscles were tense and his voice was tight with anger. He said to me, “It’s interesting to
hear you say that. It means you do know what being in a relationship means.”
“Of course I do,” I said, not understanding what he meant by that. Then he held up his cell phone to me and showed me the long text Shawnee had sent him detailing the problems I’d been having with his mother. With ice in his voice, he said, “And why didn’t you tell me about any of this? Apparently it’s been going on for a long time, and I had to find out about it from your roommate. I guess that means we’re not really in a relationship after all.”
“Yes it does! I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to ruin your relationship with your mother,” I said. Tears stung my eyes and my heart was pounding in my chest. I could see how betrayed he felt in that moment, and I understood why. This was all Shawnee’s fault for tattling behind my back, but if I could just make him understand that my motivations came from my love for him, then he would forgive me.
The pilot’s voice suddenly came over the speakers, telling us that we had arrived in Los Angeles and he was beginning his decent. “Please return to your seats and fasten your seat belts.”
I was still clinging to Dimitri, trying to explain to him the reason’s I had been keeping the situation with his mother secret, but he didn’t want to hear it. “I didn’t want to be the reason you lost the only family you have. I figured after a little while she would see how happy I made you and accept me as your girlfriend. I knew that if I could just last until that happened, there would be no need to hurt you with the knowledge of her texts. I kept it secret because I love you, not because I wanted to hurt you.”
“Just shut up and sit down. I’m done listening to you.”
Dimitri had completely closed himself off to me. His face looked like heartless stone and it made me weep uncontrollably. I sat in my seat, not bothering to fastening seatbelt. At this point I didn’t care if I was injured during the landing. The moment the plane came to a stop and the doors were opened by the pilot, Dimitri stormed off the plane with long, angry strides. I rushed to catch up to him, grabbing his arm on the runway and pleading for his understanding and forgiveness with my eyes.
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