Starlet

by Fiona Davenport

  A couple.

  Austin Hayes is talking about the two of us...in a relationship. He’s handing me a leading role in a major motion picture and him as my boyfriend on a silver platter. It’s everything I’ve ever fantasized about, and here I am arguing with him over the details. As drastic as the terms he added into the addendum are, it’s not like they’re forever. Just for the term of the contract. I can live with most of what he’s asking of me for that long. And afterwards, hopefully we’ll have built something lasting between us that will have made the risk well worth it. “Assuming I’m cool with everything else, what’s this about you being able to punish me however you see fit?”

  He grasps me by the waist and easily lifts me, turning me so that I end up straddling his legs which are spread wide with his feet on the ground. Which means, I’m completely open to him and if my skirt bunches any higher, he’ll be able to see my panties.

  Once he has me settled where he wants me, he looks deep into my eyes. “Like I said before, you’re all that matters to me. I’m not going to fuck that up by hurting you. I’m also not going to let you do anything to put us at risk either. If you mess up, there’ll be consequences. But they’ll be ones you’re willing to take from me.” He flashes me a devilish grin. “Give it a chance. You might find you like what I dole out so much that you break a smaller rule on purpose just to feel the smack of my hand on your pert little ass.”

  He’s talking about spanking me. To my surprise, the thought of it turns me on instead of making me want to run in the opposite direction. Austin’s eyes darken with desire, as though he knows exactly what’s going through my head. His hand slides down to my butt, and I shiver when he squeezes a cheek. “Oh, yeah. You’re more than okay with the methods of punishment I’m going to choose. Aren’t you?”

  “Maybe,” I admit softly.

  “I bet you’re almost as wet as you’re going to be, sprawled on my lap with your bare ass in the air, the first time I have to spank you.” His eyes drop to the juncture of my open legs, just barely covered by my skirt.

  My panties are beyond drenched at the image he’s painting in my head, but I narrow my eyes at him. “Why do you sound so knowledgeable about this kind of thing?”

  “Fuck if I know.” He shrugs his broad shoulders. “Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine I’d be this bossy and possessive when I found you. I honestly didn’t know I even had feelings like this inside me. But I can’t seem to help it. My mind, heart, and body all know that you’re mine, and I have this driving need to tie you to me in every way possible.”

  I pick up the papers from the side table and glance down at the addendum he’d had added to my contract. “You’ve certainly done a good job of making that happen in record-breaking time.”

  “We’re more than the paperwork I had drawn up.” He takes the papers from my hand and tosses them on the ground. “It’s a safety net, that’s all. One I’m hoping I won’t need. So, what do you say? Do you want to be more than my co-star? Do you want to be mine in every way that matters?” He brushes my hair to the side and leans down to kiss the back of my neck, sending shivers racing down my spine. “Not that you have much of a choice,” he murmurs. “If you don’t say yes, I’ll just have to help you change your mind.”

  “I’ll agree on one condition.”

  This time he’s the one narrowing his eyes at me. “What’s your condition?”

  There are a million answers I can give, but I throw caution to the wind and reply, “Before I have the chance to break a rule, I want to feel what it’s like for you to spank me.”

  CHAPTER 5

  AUSTIN

  I shake my head. “It wouldn’t be the same, baby.” I grin and slip both hands under her ass and squeeze. “It’s not just about the spanking. I can smack your ass during sex any time, but being punished…” I trail off, not knowing quite how to describe it. “It’s just different.”

  Nicole cocks her head to the side and studies me for a moment. “You don’t want to spank me, right now?” she asks. Her face is a mask of innocence, and nothing in her tone indicates anything but curiosity. However, I see right through her. She’s trying to goad me and it’s fucking adorable. It suddenly occurs to me that she hasn’t realized she’s so transparent to me. I’m not about to clue her in since I have a feeling this is going to work highly in my favor.

  My hands glide around from her ass to her thighs and slowly work their way up until just the tips of my fingers are under her skirt. Her breathing picks up almost imperceptibly but it’s enough to draw my eyes to her chest. I can see her little nipples have hardened and are poking against her bra. I can’t fucking wait to see those grow bigger and drip with milk. I lick my lips in anticipation of sucking her nourishment after she’s fed our babies. I intend to make that happen as soon as possible.

  I lift my gaze and lean in close until I can feel her breath on my lips. “There are plenty of other things I can do to convince you that you’re mine, little starlet.” My hand inches higher. “Spanking isn’t the only way to get you wet and begging for me.”

  Her breathing hitches when my fingers reach her pussy and I lightly draw one up the center of her panties. Her mouth parts and I meld our lips together, my tongue immediately pushing in to taste her. I groan as I’m once again drowning in her sweetness. That smooth flavor that reminds me so much of melted dark chocolate. I would bet my next royalty check that her pussy has the same sweetness.

  “Your panties are soaked, baby,” I rumble against her lips. Then I dip a finger beneath the fabric and feel how slick she is, her arousal coating my digit. I push inside her channel and have to work it in. She’s so fucking small and tight, I’m going to have to make sure she’s good and ready before I give her my giant cock. When I go in a little deeper, I hit a barrier and it makes my body freeze as my balls draw up painfully and I come in my pants. At the moment, I don’t give a damn. I have plenty more baby batter for her.

  I suspected she was untouched but having it confirmed makes my need to claim her come roaring through me. To be sure, I pull back and look down into her beautiful, lust glazed eyes. “Nicole. Baby, are you a virgin?”

  She doesn’t seem to hear me at first, so I ask her again. Some of the fog dissipates and her cheeks burn red. “Yes.” Her expression crumples, becoming crestfallen. “Does that change things?”

  I close my eyes and rest my forehead against her as I take a deep breath. “It only makes me want you more. To know I’m the only man who has ever and will ever know how it feels to have your virgin pussy wrapped around my cock.”

  Her eyes are filled with desire when I return my gaze to her face. I bring my hand up so we can both see my finger covered in all that thick cream before I pop it in my mouth and suck it clean. “Fuck,” I groan. “I can’t wait to get my tongue in that tight little hole. I think I could live on your nectar for the rest of my life.”

  An almost inaudible moan slips from her lips and fuck if I don’t come again. Shit. I hope I have more stamina once I get inside her.

  Reaching down, I shove her skirt up to her waist and grab a fistful of her silky underwear, twisting until I’m able to rip it away. Then I put pressure on her shoulders, forcing her to lean back until her body is arched, thrusting her tits out and lifting her hips up to display her sex. The world stops turning as I get my first look at her teenage pussy, so wet and pink, begging for a man to care for it. Then it begins to spin again, making me dizzy with hunger that is filling me at warp speed. “So pretty,” I murmur as I pet it a few times.

  I have no more patience and have lost the ability to go slow. I shove my hands between her legs, going underneath to cup her round ass and raise her up to my waiting mouth. My tongue takes one taste up her center and I’m lost. I practically attack her pussy, licking and sucking, plunging my tongue inside her until I hear her whimper. My mouth retreats only to command, “Don’t keep your sounds of pleasure from me, Nicole.” My voice is hard, making it clear that this is not a request. “
I want to hear every fucking moan, every cry, every scream. Do you understand?”

  “Yes,” she pants, and I reward her by diving back in and feasting on her candy goodness. I don’t play any games or try to drag it out. I push her hard and fast—her cries urging me on until her whole body locks up before she explodes, screaming my name.

  Nicole’s chest is heaving as she tries to catch her breath and my mouth waters. I know I need to get her perfect tits in my mouth soon. Her body is limp as I move her around so she lays against my chest, spent and satisfied. My pants are a fucking mess and her skirt is wrinkled and bunched at her waist while her panties lie in shreds on the ground.

  “That was—I’ve never—holy cow,” she rambles.

  I bend my head and nibble on her ear before whispering, “I’m not done with you. I haven’t had enough.” I’ll never have enough.

  Just then, Nicole’s stomach growls and I chuckle when her cheeks flush. I slide a hand behind her back and one under her legs, then stand with her cradled in my arms. As I make my way back inside, I lovingly kiss her temple. Everything in me is warm and happy having her with me, in our home, in my arms.

  “How about a shower while I order us some dinner?” I ask, already heading towards the master bedroom. The house is big with four extra bedrooms, each having an ensuite bath. There’s also a kitchen large enough for a whole family to cook together in, theater room, game room, library, office, outdoor pool, and a regulation basketball court in the basement.

  When I built it, I knew it would be the home I raised my family in, so despite the size, I made every effort to make the space comfortable, a place where people can relax, a home rather than a place where people live. Nicole’s gaze takes in as much as she can as I walk past everything, but I don’t stop to let her look around. There will be time for that later.

  I take her straight to the bathroom and put her on the bathroom counter. Then I set the temperature on the control panel before starting the shower. My intention is to strip her and wash every part of her body before dropping to my knees and making her come again. But, my plans are briefly derailed when a thought occurs to me. “Baby, are you on birth control?”

  Nicole’s eyes widen and her mouth forms a little O. Obviously, she hadn’t thought of it before now either. She shakes her head. “No, I haven’t needed—"

  My phone suddenly rings and I curse the intrusion. I pick it up with the intention of shutting it off and continuing our conversation, but a glance at the caller ID has me reconsidering when I see that it’s Ty. I almost ignore the call anyway but I know he’s probably calling about tomorrow’s schedule and it’s better to talk to him now rather than have him interrupting us later.

  “I’m sorry. I have to take this, baby,” I apologize. “Go ahead and start without me.” Then I give her a stern glare. “When I say start, I mean the shower. You are not to touch yourself unless I specifically give you permission. Your orgasms belong to me and I promise, you won’t like the consequences if you break this rule,” I warn. “A red ass won’t be the only punishment you earn.”

  She nods and spins around, quickly shedding her clothes. I curse, pissed that I’m not able to do it myself. I stab the talk button and stalk into the bedroom. “What?” I practically shout.

  “Damn, Austin,” Ty grumbles. “You want to keep it down before you bust an eardrum?”

  “Ty, you do not want to mess with me right now or I swear to all that is holy, the next time I see you, I will beat the ever-living shit out of you.”

  Ty whistles but wisely says nothing more to prick my temper. He relays the schedule for the week and the list of scenes we’ll be shooting. Once we’re done, I hang up and turn off my phone before throwing it on the dresser. I shed my clothes as I hurry back to my girl.

  The glass enclosed shower has filled with steam and I can’t see much as I approach it. My hand is reaching for the handle when I hear a soft moan. What the fuck? I know the sound of that moan.

  She woudn’t…I wrench the door open and stomp inside. Just as I suspected, Nicole is sitting on the bench seat built into the back wall. Her legs are spread wide, her head thrown back, and her hand is between her legs. She moans again, then stiffens, and jealousy burns in my chest. No one. NO ONE gets her orgasms but me. I walk over and bend down, pressing my hands onto the bench, caging her between my arms. I feel a little wild and out of control and she must sense it because her expression turns a little uncertain.

  “I own this pussy, little starlet,” I growl. “You signed away your rights and now it belongs to me. Which means I decide when you show it to me. I decide when you give it to me. And, I fucking decide when you can come.”

  Nicole bites her lip nervously, but her blue eyes are swirling with desire.

  “I warned you, little starlet,” I grunt with a shake of my head. “And you deliberately disobeyed me. Now I’m going to have to punish you and remind you who this body”—I run a finger down the valley between her tits—"this pussy”—I keep going down until I’m cupping her mound—"belongs to.”

  CHAPTER 6

  NICOLE

  The second Austin ordered me not to touch myself, I knew it was the rule I was going to break. I was dying to know how it would feel to have him spank me, but I also wanted his attention firmly fixed on me and had a hunch this would make that happen. Boy, was I right. A stampede of elephants could come crashing through his house, and I’m positive he wouldn’t leave this shower stall. For a brief moment, I wonder if I might’ve bitten off more than I can chew. But then I remember what he said about never hurting me...and I instinctively know it’s true. Plus, the intense pleasure of my first-ever orgasm at Austin’s hands and mouth make me crave more. It might be foolish of me, but I trust him—even though I know his temper has slipped its leash.

  I wrap my fingers around his wrist, and his entire body freezes while he waits to see what I’m going to do next. It reinforces my belief that I’m safe with him no matter what. I spread my legs farther and press his hand tighter against my pussy. His eyes widen in shock, and his expression softens somewhat.

  “Go ahead and show me who I belong to, if that’s what you need,” I urge, knowing it’s what I want as well.

  It must be the perfect thing to tell him because the intensity in his dark eyes ratchets down a notch. It doesn’t stop him from wrapping his hands around my hips to hoist me up and demanding, “Put your legs around my waist.” His gaze is so intense; I feel it in my soul.

  I do as he orders and hold on tight while he carries me into the bedroom. He drops me onto the mattress and follows me down, holding himself above my body with only an inch between us. This isn’t the position I was expecting, and I ask, “Don’t you want me on your lap so you can spank me properly?” I feel heat infuse my face at the blunt question, but I’m also proud of myself for being so bold.

  He lowers his head until his lips barely brush against mine and whispers, “That red ass is going to have to wait for another time. You want it too much for it to be a true punishment. I have the feeling that missing out on it will be more effective.”

  He must have a touch of evil genius in him because he’s absolutely right. I squirm a little, wishing he hadn’t figured me out quite so quickly because now I’m going to obsess about feeling him spank me until he finally does it. Maybe I’ll get lucky and the anticipation will make the whole thing even better. But for now, I have something more important to worry about. “What’re you going to do?”

  “You wanted to come so much that you couldn’t wait for me to finish my call.” He puts his weight on one elbow and uses his free hand to lift each of my arms and guides me into wrapping my fingers around the spokes of the headboard. “I’m going to give you what you wanted,” he growls. “Over and over again, until I’ve decided you’ve had enough to remember that I’m the only one who gives you pleasure.”

  Oh.

  My.

  God.

  I’ve always thought Austin was the hottest man on the plan
et, but this dominant display only makes him more. “Which is bigger, the universe or the galaxy?” At his look of confusion, I rush to explain, “I’m just trying to figure out if you’re the hottest man in the universe or the galaxy, but I can’t remember which is the biggest.”

  He pauses in his descent down my body to absently answer, “The universe is all of the galaxies combined.”

  “Got it, thanks.” I smile down at him. “You’re definitely the hottest man in the universe.”

  He buries his face in my neck, and I feel his shoulders shake. When he lifts his head, his lips are curved up and I know it’s because he was laughing. “It doesn’t matter how cute you are”—he gives me a wicked grin—“I’m still going to punish you, baby.”

  “I’m not trying to get out of it.”

  “Good.” He presses a brief but hard kiss against my lips and starts to move down my body, his dark gaze locked on my face. “Prove it to me by spreading those pretty legs of yours for me and keep them open with your hands on the headboard the entire time.”

  I have serious doubts about my ability to do as he asks, but I plan on giving it my best. He quickly tests my resolve by circling my clit with deft fingers. I’m already wet and swollen, and my hips lift off the bed at his touch.

  “Ah ah ah,” he chides, his breath hot against the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. “You’re not in control of this. I am. Take what I give you or else you’ll only make it worse for yourself.”

  My grip on the headboard tightens as I force my body to relax. Once I manage it, I wet my lips and whisper, “Okay.”

  “Good girl,” he breathes, his dark gaze moving from my face back to my pussy. His finger glides through my wet slit, making me moan. He strokes up to my clit, circling it several times before moving back down again. Then he sinks it inside me, up to his knuckle, and stars explode behind my eyes. Just that quick, my orgasm crashes over me. Austin doesn’t let me come down from it, though. Instead, he lowers his head and flicks his tongue over my clit. He’s relentless, and my hands curl into fists as he tortures me with his mouth. My next climax builds quickly, and is more powerful than the first. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. My cries echo around the room as his hands hold me down, his tongue feasting on me. His fingers keep me parted while he laps at my throbbing center. Austin is in complete control, and I’m at the mercy of the pleasure he gives me over and over again.