“This,” she whispered, eyes closed as she tilted her head back. A deafening crack of thunder ripped through the air, as she reached back. Marianne cupped his cheek, as he laid more and more kisses on her silky skin. Filling his nostrils with her intoxicating scent, he slid his hands across her stomach, as she caressed his cheek. They traveled up her sides, as she purred like a contented cat. Hooking his index fingers under the thin straps of her dress, he tugged them down her arms, as his mouth moved down her neck. Marianne’s dress fell quickly to the floor, before she turned around to face him. In a swift move, he squeezed her shoulders, pushed her body to the left and pinned her against the wall. A short gasp of surprise escaped her, as he tilted his head down. She reached forward and ripped his shirt open, as their mouths joined in a long, fiery kiss. Feverish for the touch of his bare skin, Marianne gripped his rock-hard abs, as Dominic yanked off his belt.
“Oh, my God…” She whispered in his mouth, peeling his shirt off, as he sent his belt flying across the room. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled the zipper down, as she wrapped her arms around his massive back. They rolled down his legs, as he placed his hands on her hips. Dominic pulled her closer, the rain getting stronger, as their kiss grew in intensity. Gently biting her lower lip, he slid them up her back, loving the sensation of her smooth skin in his hands. Marianne stroked his firm skin, tilting her head back as his hands crept around her chest. The feel of her made his manhood throb in his boxer shorts. Dominic kissed her on the chin, making his way down, as her soft sighs filled his ears. Cupping her small breasts, he nipped at her neck, as she dragged her long fingernails up his back.
“This body…” He said, his voice a deep, raspy whisper, as he planted hot kisses all over her chest. “I could worship you for hours.”
Just when he finished his sentence, he sensed her nails sinking into his flesh, sending waves of pleasure, mixed with pain coursing through his body. Squeezing her breasts at the same time, he rolled her nipples with his thumb and index fingers. Marianne’s long, lustful sigh served as his reward. Burying his face between her breasts, Dominic pinched her nipples lightly, as she ran her hands up his back. He could feel them hardening in his fingertips. Desperate to intensify her pleasure, he closed his lips around her left one, as he squeezed both of her breasts.
“Awww, God that feels so good…” Marianne whimpered, squeezing her eyes shut, as he pulled her nipple into his mouth. She stopped her left hand on the back of his neck, while her other one slipped up and into his hair, as he flicked his tongue over her nipple. Dominic released her left breast and chose to run his hand down her stomach, as she knitted her fingers through his hair. He licked the area around her nipple, as his fingertips reached her panties. Sucking on her breast, he slipped his hand into the scrap of lace, eager to feel her wetness. Marianne gripped a fistful of his hair, as his middle finger made contact with her hard, swollen clit. Without much thought, he began to rub slowly in little circles around it, as she glided her left hand up and down his back. She grabbed and held onto his shoulder blade, her sexy moans audible over his grunts, as he nibbled on her nipple.
But Dominic wanted to do much more to satisfy her. So, he planted more, sensual kisses all over her breasts, taking his hands completely off of her. He pulled his boxers down, releasing his rock-hard cock, before reaching towards her again. Hooking his thumbs into the waistband of her panties, he rolled them down her long, lush legs, feeling his precum dripping down his big, swollen shaft. He used his hands to stroke her knees, as he kissed his way down her body. Marianne moved her legs apart slightly, as his lips reached her bellybutton. Dominic slowly moved his hands up her inner thighs, his breath hot and heavy as he flicked his warm, wet tongue into her bellybutton. Kneeling, he squeezed her supple flesh first and then pushed her body upwards. A husky smile spread across Marianne’s face, as she leaned her back against the wall. She put her legs over his shoulders, as he tilted his head down.
“YES! Right there!” She moaned, feeling his full lips against her hard, swollen clit, his grunts louder as he caressed her upper outer thighs. Dominic took it in his mouth, savoring her moisture, the sensation of her tender flesh in his palms sending him one step closer to heaven. Marianne’s thigh muscles flexed, as he flicked his tongue across her erogenous zone, sending waves of pure, hot pleasure up and down her body. Sliding his hands up her thighs, he cupped her butt cheeks, as her juices soaked his chin. With her lustful moans ringing in his ears, Dominic licked her clit in circular motion, squeezing her ass at the same time, as a large drop of precum rolled off his big, stiff cock. He dug his short fingernails into her flesh and then went on to knead her ass cheeks, trapping her clit between his teeth. Gently pulling it back, he kissed it passionately first and then released it, before sticking his tongue out. Running it down her pussy, Dominic tasted her warm, sticky juices, as her loud, lustful groans filled the room. Marianne was so wet that he even felt moisture on the fingertip of his pinky finger, as his tongue reached her entrance.
“Awwwwww, my God!” She moaned, throwing her head back, as he pushed the tip of his hot, wet tongue into her. The pronounced flexing of her pussy muscles and her quicker breath were clear signs that her orgasm was close. Determined to give her a powerful climax, Dominic pushed it all the way in, as her body began to quiver. Marianne pressed her crotch against his face, reaching her right hand down, as he spread her butt cheeks. She pulled his hair, her hips moving quicker, grinding into his mouth. Her loud, powerful orgasm ripped through her, her legs contracted again and again, as her body quivered. Dominic loved the taste of her ample juices in his mouth. Slowly, he pulled his tongue out of her and laid a tender kiss on her entrance, as her climax subsided. He took his hands off of her and reached up, as she lifted her legs slightly up. Marianne put them back down on the floor, as he grabbed her by the wrists. Dominic stayed on his knees, leaned back and opened his eyes, overflowing with a sense of pride, as he looked up at her.
“You made me come so hard…” She said with a voice filled with unbridled lust, as she bent her knees. Marianne circled her arms around his neck, as they touched the floor. He let go of her wrists and placed his hands on her hips, as she pulled him closer. Tilting her head down, she pressed her lips against his mouth. Dominic pulled her body upwards, savoring one more of her long, fervent kisses. One more pleasurable moan escaped her, as she sensed his large, throbbing cock rubbing against her clit. Lifting her legs off the floor, she entwined them around his hips and lowered herself onto his manhood.
“God, it’s so big…” She moaned in his mouth, as her dripping wet pussy engulfed his cock. A deep, guttural grunt left his lips, as his massive shaft pushed into her depths. A crackling streak of lightning blazed and flashed, as she leaned back. Without wasting any time, Marianne began to bounce up and down on his cock, moaning louder and louder, as he gently bit her chin. The deafening boom of thunder rattled the windows, as he kissed his way down her neck. Dominic’s right hand traveled down her body, as he pulled her right breast into his mouth. Licking the area around her hard nipple, he filled his hand with the delectable flesh of her ass. He grabbed and held onto it, once again flicking his tongue over her nipple, as her grip around his neck grew tighter.
“That’s it, baby.” Dominic grunted, squeezing her butt cheek. “Take it deep.”
His words forced an even louder moan out of her. Marianne quickened her pace, groaning out of control as he worshipped her breasts. As much as he enjoyed it though, he could not allow her to control the action anymore. He ran his left hand up her back and held her close. Leaning forward, she slowed down, as he nipped his way up her neck. Slapping her ass to the point of pleasure, he started pounding her soaking wet pussy, as their lips locked in a long, fiery kiss. Her muffled moans in his mouth added to his immense arousal, as her ass wobbled with each thrust. Taken over by lust, Dominic felt his cock pulsing in her, as she slipped her left hand up and into his hair. Marianne threaded her fingers through it, their moans audible over the so
und of his balls slapping up against her.
“God, I’m going to come again.” She groaned, gripping the back of his neck, as her juices streamed down his swollen shaft. He flexed his arm muscles around her back and squeezed her ass, ecstasy sweeping over him as his penetration sent her over the edge. Overwhelmed by the sensation, Marianne tilted her head all the way back, as the first waves of her orgasm rolled through her. Her hot juices rushed out onto his cock, as her screams of pleasure echoed back at the walls of his room and the hallway outside. Dominic held her close, as a few, harder thrusts brought him closer to his fulfillment. He pulled out, just before a huge amount of semen shot out of his quivering cock, his loud grunts filling the room, as several spurts of his juices landed on the floor. She leaned forward and rewarded him with a short kiss on the cheek, before resting her head on his chest.
“God…” Marianne gasped, caressing Dominic’s hair as he embraced her. “This day just got even crazier…”
“… and a hell of a lot sexier,” he teased, savoring the closeness. “Honestly, I still can’t believe this has happened.”
“I think it was only natural.” She purred, kissing him on the chest. “You’ve been great to me since I got here. Subtle, sweet…”
“What would I gain if I pressured you?” Dominic wondered. “You’d probably be yelling at me and running away.”
“I do have a question.” Marianne smiled up at him. “Did you do all this to make me like you?”
“Yes.” He returned the smile, nodding, “as a woman, not as a reporter. The reporter can hate my guts for all I care. But the woman?” he paused, gazing deeper into her eyes. “She’s a whole different matter.”
“Why?” She asked with her voice sweet.
“Because she’s an artist,” he said, assuming a calm tone. “She’s a little too sensitive, but hugely talented and hotter than sin. Hey, do you want to go see that portrait?”
“Not yet…” Marianne sighed, as her smile fled her face. “It’s time you knew why I reacted like that, when you asked me about my book.”
“It can wait.” Dominic spoke in a low voice.
“Please.” She raised her tone, slightly. “You need to hear about this.”
9
Tension tightened the back of Dominic’s neck. The sullen look in Marianne’s eyes made his stomach chill with fear. Still, the floor they were on was not an ideal place for any kind of discussion.
“Why don’t you get under the covers?” He suggested, planting a quick kiss on her forehead. “I’ll be right with you.”
Simply nodding to him, she got up from the floor. He went to the window and pulled it down. Then, he crossed the room and closed the door behind him, eager to hear her story. Dominic lay in bed beside her, maintaining eye contact with Marianne the entire time.
“Alright; lay it on me.” He urged, as he rolled over onto his left side.
“Here it goes.” She sucked in a deep breath. “Three years ago, my boyfriend at the time introduced me to his uncle. He owns ‘Stellar Books’, a major publishing company. The guy loved my work. He always said things like ‘your books are going to take the world by storm’, ‘one day, you’ll be more famous than Stephen King’. Everything was going great. My book was published and they even ran a short advertising campaign. When I asked them why they didn’t promote it any further, he said: ‘No more freebies. If you want a bigger campaign…” Her sweet voice broke, as she squeezed her eyes shut. ‘You’ll have to work for it’.”
“Work for it?” Dominic squinted at her.
“I’d have to sleep with him.” Marianne whispered, as a tear rolled out of her eye. “If I said ‘no’, he would pull my book out of circulation. He would also make sure that no other publishing company would want to sign me. Anyway…” She exhaled hard. “I couldn’t sell myself out. I said ‘no’. I sent out some resumes to other companies, but no one ever called me. That man ruined my dream of becoming an author.”
“I’m sorry, Marianne.” He whispered, reaching his hand towards her face. “What’s that guy’s name?”
“Does it matter?” She sniffled, as she dropped her eyes from his warm gaze. “I’ve wanted to become a writer since I was nine years old. Now, that dream is gone.”
“Don’t lose hope just yet.” Dominic said, his voice soft, feeling her tears soaking his thumb as he ran it across her cheekbone. “Remember the title of your book?”
“Yeah,” she snorted in frustration. “Ironic, isn’t it?”
“It sure is,” He agreed, stroking her cheek. “Since we’re on the subject of confessions, I’d like to share something with you.”
“Go ahead,” Marianne encouraged, leaning towards him.
“Back in ‘Les Bossons’, when you said that verse, what did you think I was going to do?” Dominic asked.
“You lost me,” she confessed, a small smile on her face. “What does that have to with anything?”
“Trust me, it does.” He gave a firm nod.
“I don’t know, appreciate it?” Marianne guessed, her voice rising up an octave.
“Exactly!” Dominic exclaimed. “Last summer, the same thing happened to me. A friend came to visit with his sister. At some point, he started yelling at her. The girl cried and I mean a lot. I was moved. I drew her portrait, but she laughed at me. She just…” He paused. “Jumped in her car and tried to leave. She didn’t check the road. She crashed into an oncoming truck. She was killed on the spot.”
“Oh, my God…” Marianne whispered, shaking her head sideways. “What a terrible story.”
“It was the first thing that came to mind, when I saw you cry.” He heaved a long, heavy sigh. “I can’t forget that day. But, I don’t regret it. I just had to do it.”
“I should add ‘impulsive’ to that list of adjectives I guess.” She uttered, as a sly smile lit up her glorious face.
“What?” He opened his eyes wide.
“Don’t worry.” Marianne made her voice sound sweeter. “I’m just teasing you. Do you really think I would write about this? Us, I mean?”
“I hope not.” It was Dominic’s turn to tease her.
“No!” She put a little force in her voice, as she playfully tapped him on the chest. “Are you crazy? Imagine the headline: ‘Reporter visits king, ends up seducing him. Read all the spicy details on page three.’ I could easily lose my job over this, not to mention I’d never be able to work as a reporter again.”
“Who seduced whom tonight?” He wondered, as his voice lowered to a tender whisper.
“No one,” Her response was quick. “I think we just…” She faltered, “Gave in to each other. Want to know a secret?”
“Yeah.”
“When you came by this morning…” Marianne’s cheeks flushed in embarrassment. “When you kissed me… I really wished you kissed my mouth.”
“Well, I did, too.” Dominic laughed. “It wouldn’t be proper, though. Plus, I could get seriously hurt.”
“What do you mean?” She asked, curiosity written all over her face.
“You could slap me.” He explained, as his smile turned into a huge grin. “Girls don’t like it when guys try to take advantage of them.”
“I wouldn’t slap you.” Marianne gave a short laugh. “Why would I do that to the man who tried to comfort me?”
“I don’t know.” Dominic shrugged. “People tend to overreact when they’re hurting. But, I do know that this is going to be a very, very interesting week.”
“If it’s anything like today, then I’m sure it will be.” She agreed, snuggling up against him.
“Tomorrow won’t.” He pointed out. “You’re still going to Paris.”
“But…”
“No ‘but’.” Dominic interjected. “You’ve never been there, have you?”
“No.” Marianne whispered.
“Then you’re going.” He said in his voice deep. “Spend the day there. Besides, I have to pay certain people a visit. I don’t think we’d be able to see each o
ther much.”
“I’d really love it if you came with.” Once again, her sweet voice made his heart leap with joy. Dominic did not speak. He caressed her wrist, looking deep into her eyes, as he tilted his head down. Marianne’s tender kiss raised every hair on his body, as she circled her right arm around his neck. He slid his hand up her arm, as she held him close. Her hot breath on his skin sent waves of bliss through him, as he stroked her shoulder.
Saying ‘no’ to a day full of this? I must be stupid or something. No, Dominic. You just want her to go there and have some fun with Melanie. She’s going to love the big, romantic city. Okay, it would be great if we visited it together, but I can’t go there tomorrow. Go, little bird. Go explore Paris. I’m sure it will inspire you somehow.
10
The next morning, Melanie came over and picked up Marianne. The two friends seemed ecstatic. After knowing each other for more than two years, they would finally spend some time together. Dominic waved “goodbye” to them, with a smile on his face, but with trouble festering in his mind. Marianne’s shattered dream of becoming a published writer had saddened him. He desired to help her make it come true, but, unfortunately for him, he had no idea how. Dominic was a very wealthy man; he owned real estate companies, ski resorts all over the Alps and also a law firm in Grenoble, where his friend Jean worked, but was completely clueless as far as publishing was concerned. Frustrated and helpless, he decided to fly to Grenoble, seeking his advice.
The one-hour flight gave him some time to reflect on the night before. It was unexpected, as it was wonderful. The dinner, the fantastic time they had together and their encounter were still swirling in his mind. Marianne tempted him in a way no woman had ever done before.
“What a woman.” He thought to himself. “Gorgeous, sensitive, talented and dynamite in bed: what more can a guy ask for? You will be published someday, Marianne. I’m going to do everything in my power to see it through. I just hope Jean can enlighten me.”
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