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“You’re welcome.” He kissed her cheek. “Anyway, I wanted to check in to see how you were doing. I also wanted to invite you to the Kool Down if you want to attend. It starts at ten. You can meet a few more of the Brothers and their significant others.”
“I would love to go. What’s the dress code?”
“Casually sharp,” he noted, “wear comfortable shoes if you want to dance.”
“I’ll dance but only with you.” She smiled.
“I’ll only dance with you.” He declared and it sent a shiver up Mariana’s spine. “You’re the only one I want to dance with.”
“There’s something else I only want to do with you,” she softly bit her lip.
“I’m all ears,” he replied.
“I decided you’re the only one I want to explore anal play with,” she nodded, “I just need instruction on what to do.”
BookIII–Intermission
“We had the kind of love no one in their right mind would have dreamt of. It wasn’t perfect with a cliché happy ending, it was real with every emotion people were scared of feeling.” ~Hailey Christoffersen
One
Scott simply blinked at Mariana as his mind tried to process what she’d just told him.
Sure, they talked about anal play when they were together but it was somehow different now. He was completely aroused and briefly thought about canceling all activities for the rest of the night. His heart hammered against his chest while his cock sprung to life.
“Well,” he swallowed his nerve, “we’ll need to get you lubrication because you’ll definitely need that.”
“Okay,” Mariana began to write everything down. She felt Scott poking her and she smiled at the thought. “What else?”
“Um,” He exhaled a deep breath and focused on her. She wiggled her ass a little on him as she took notes. She teased him and he was up for the challenge. “We’ll need some toys to train your ass. It’s not I can just put my dick in. We’ll need to work you up to that point.”
“Okay, sex toys, got it.” Mariana scribbled. “And what else?”
Seeing Mariana lean over to write while she was still sitting on his lap made Scott lose control. He reached up her shirt to undo her bra and cupped her breasts from behind.
They felt like satin pillows in his hand. “And wine. Your inhibitions need to be loose for the first time.”
“Mmm…” She moaned as his fingers played with her nipples. She felt her panties
become soaked with pleasure and she desperately wanted to feel him inside her. Her stomach twisted with anticipation and she had to steady her breathing. “…wine. Any particular kind?”
Scott pulled Mariana’s shirt over her head and removed her bra. He placed a series of small kisses all over her back. Every part of her body was sexy. Even when she had doubts, it didn’t stop him from thinking she was the sexiest woman alive. “Nope,” he mentioned, “choose one you think you’ll like.”
Mariana quickly scribbled and stopped. She closed her eyes and exhaled a few breaths as Scott’s lips found back of her neck. His breath was warm, delicate, and sensual. His cock still pressed against her sex and his hands playfully squeezed her breasts. The tension she once held between her shoulders was gone, as desire and eagerness replaced it. Her brain thundered with pleasure as her body ached for him to return. “Okay,” she breathed.
“Get undressed,” he ordered.
“Yes!” Mariana shed her clothing as Scott quickly removed his. He moved her against the wall and wrapped one leg around his waist.
His eyes narrowed and jaw tightly clenched. “Don’t ever think anything less of yourself.
Your fear will kill any hopes and dreams you have and I won’t allow that to happen. Not on my watch.” He demanded. “You’re one of the best employees at MRS and everyone knows it. You’re going to be amazing on this campaign and I can’t wait to see what you come up with.”
Scott’s declaration made Mariana’s eyes water. He truly believed in her, even when he didn’t always say it. “Thank you,” she whispered.
“You’re welcome, baby.” He slid inside her and she gasped in response. “But pleasure first, business later.” He moved slowly, at first, before he built a solid rhythm. “I’ve been thinking about tasting your sweet pussy all morning. Having your cum drip down my chin as I come up from licking your cunt. I love how tight you keep it for me and only me,” he grunted to her, “your cunt is so hot and tight around my cock.”
“Yes,” Mariana tightly wrapped her arms around Scott’s neck as he pounded into her. “I need to feel more of you.”
Scott buried himself completely inside her and Mariana screamed his name. His thickness made her gasp and sharp intake of air escaped her mouth. “Open for me,” he directed.
Mariana nodded and waited as she accommodated his size. No mater how many times they’ve made love, she never got used to it. “I’m ready.”
“Oh, I know you are.” He pulled back a little before he slammed into her again, rocking his hips against hers. “It stops here, Mari. You’re mine. Everything about you belongs to me.” His savagely kissed her, plunging his tongue in and out of her mouth in furious strokes along the same tempo of his cock. He buried his face into her neck as she moaned his name.
“That’s it,” he continued his relentless drive into her, “the only sound you need to make is screaming my name.” He fucked her, claimed her once again she was his and would always be. “I love how you take this cock, your cock. You take it all and still hungry for more.”
Mariana shuddered and nodded. No words could come out even if she wanted to speak.
She mewled and moaned as her walls clenched around his cock. It didn’t matter who was after Scott or even who came before him. He put all other men to shame.
She felt her pussy quiver and she knew was close. So did Scott. He suddenly pulled out, and Mariana immediately craved the absence of him. “On your knees,” he ordered and Mariana complied. Scott held her shoulders steady and waved his wet cock in front of her. “Suck it.”
Mariana opened wide and took him into her hungry mouth, tasting her essence and his.
She twisted her tongue around his shaft before she sucked him hard and furious, making slurping sounds. “That’s it,” he steadied himself with his hands on her shoulders as he pistoned his cock in and out of her mouth, “I love the way you suck my cock, baby.
Seeing those beautiful lips around it. So beautiful.”
Mariana moaned and felt herself becoming even wetter with his declaration. God, she loved the way he fucked her mouth. She loved the way he fucked her pussy. And she couldn’t wait what he would do to her ass.
He pulled away again and Mariana moaned at the loss. “On the table,” he ordered.
Mariana sat on the table and Scott spread her legs wide. He bent down and kissed her inner thighs before he focused his attention to her pussy. A finger stroked the length of it, feeling how wet and hot it was, making Mariana squirm a little. Scott simply gave her a wink before he pulled up a chair and sat in it.
He grasped Mariana’s ass and pulled her cunt to his face. “You like seeing this, baby?”
He moaned. “My face in front of your sweet pussy, getting ready to eat it?”
Mariana let out a small yelp and harsh breath. It wasn’t a rhetorical question or typical dirty talk. Scott wanted an answer. “Y-y-yes.”
“Mmm…” He slowly shook his head. “…that doesn’t sound like a convincing answer.”
He gave her a long lick with his tongue, bouncing the pearl on it before gently sucking it.
He pulled away and rested his head on her right thigh. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to eat my pussy,” she begged.
His fingers played with the swollen nub. “When?”
“Now!” She yelled.
“Ah, that’s what I want to hear.” He gave another long lick but he circled her clit with his tongue. He felt her riding his tongue in tandem with h
is licks. He loved the sounds she made when he licked her pussy, giving him primal and guttural noises.
“I don’t know if I can come,” Mariana panted.
“Oh, yes you will,” Scott dared her. He inserted a finger inside her as his tongue began rapid licking on her clit. Mariana suddenly arched off the table and exploded with a high-pitched moan before she came back down. “Good girl.” He purred. He stood up and stroked his hardened cock, using Mariana’s wetness as a lubricant. “Look at me,” he directed, “your eyes don’t move from mine.” He sharply entered her and she gasped once again, but kept her eyes open. He slowly moved in and out before building to another
furious pace.
They frantically kissed, with gasped breaths, harsh moans, and furious tongues. He drove harder into her, piercing into her soul, and buried at the hilt. “Ooh, fuck…” Mariana moaned as her legs shook and small flutters of an orgasm appeared. She was sure they were going to break the table. “…I’m about to come again.”
“Come all over my dick, baby.” He encouraged.
“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” She clutched his arms and fell back on the table as spasms shook her body, causing her to see stars.
“That’s it,” he continued his relentless thrusts. When he saw her climax, Scott lost all control. He slammed into her until he came, pulling out so he could shoot streams of his hot seed on her sweat-coated body. Mariana wiped off some and licked her fingers clean before Scott kissed her.
They somehow moved to the bed where they both collapsed. They stared at the ceiling as they panted and sweated.
Mariana spoke first. “Is this the wrong time to tell you how much I love you?”
Scott wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close. “It’s never the wrong time to tell me how much you love me.” He kissed her damp forehead. “I love you, too.”
Two
Mariana entered the ballroom for the Kappa Kool Down, she wore a red dress that matched Scott’s bow tie. She completed her look with the standard Louboutins he’d gifted her and simple jewelry.
Despite the niceties and polite smiles, there was an undeniable feeling she’d received –
the odd feeling of hate.
There were Silhouettes who were nice to her and waved. And then there were some who flat-out didn’t like her. She could recognize their angry eyes behind their gritted teeth and pinched cheeks. Mariana knew they were talking about her because they didn’t even bother to be slick about it as they pointed directly at Mariana and whispered amongst themselves. She wondered if there was some truth to the saying – older women tended to be the pettiest of them all.
“What did I do?” She said behind a smile. “I get the feeling some of these women do not like me.”
“They don’t,” Scott waved hello as they walked past.
“Oh, that’s reassuring.” She snickered.
“They hate you because you’re with me,” he clarified. “Honestly, they would feel that way no matter what woman I had on my arm.”
Same shit at work. It was no secret that while Mariana had a few friends at MRS, she wasn’t that popular among the single women there. She smiled thinking how much they were really going to hate her when they learned she was going to work with Scott on a special project. “Everyone wants you.”
“It doesn’t matter as long as just one does,” he glanced down at her. “The only one.”
Scott looked at her with such intensity, Mariana softly gasped. He only said a few words but he said everything to her. “I don’t deserve you.”
“I think it’s the other way around,” he stopped walking and kissed her forehead, “I don’t deserve you.”
“Well, well, well…” A familiar voice boomed. “… if it isn’t Frank White?”
Scott laughed and walked up to one of his best friends, giving him a big hug. “If it isn’t Mr. Konfidential, himself.”
“Always,” Nicholas D’Amato smiled, “ready for tonight’s festivities? I’m DJing.”
“Oh?” Scott chuckled. “Busting out the vinyls, huh?”
“I need to teach these millennials what real music is. Their parents know but somehow they don’t. That is truly amazing.” Nick pulled away and kissed Mariana’s hand.
“Greetings to you, Mari.”
Mariana blushed. Nick was always so charming. “Pleasure to see you, Nick.” She looked behind him and saw his wife reapplying her lipstick. A dark-skinned beauty with long, finger-width braids and a body ridiculously snatched from the birth of her first child, Zerrin embodied what it meant to be praiseworthy. “Ms. Zerrin!”
“Hey Mari!” Zerrin gave her a hug. “How are you doing? I kept asking Scott about you and he said you were here but were on business.”
“Yeah, I just wrapped up a meeting earlier, but I’ll be in town for a short while longer.”
Mariana looked behind them and saw their partners conversing with each other as other Brothers joined in. “Can I speak with you privately?”
“Sure, let’s go over here.” Zerrin motioned to an empty table and chairs. They both took a seat. “What’s on your mind?”
“I know you’re probably tired giving out sex advice but I can really use your assistance.”
“Mari, I’ll always help facilitate a woman’s needs and desires in a safe and respectful manner,” Zerrin replied, “what is that you’re inquiring about?”
“It’s two-fold. First, I want to experiment with anal play. Scott gave me a few tips and suggestions on how we should get started with it but I’m still nervous about all of it.”
“And you should be,” Zerrin mentioned, “anal play isn’t for everyone and it’s a different side of your sexuality you’re experimenting with. I’m assuming Scott recommended lubrication, and toys?”
“Yes, he did.” Mariana nodded. “And wine! A lot of wine!”
“Good. He’ll go at a pace you’re comfortable with and won’t force you to do anything,”
Zerrin reassured, “now what was the other thing?”
****
“How did you get rid of Stacey and Whitney?” Scott asked when he and Nick had a
private moment away from everyone.
“I didn’t,” Nick took a sip of his cappuccino, “they still submit to me.”
Scott blinked several times as he tried to process what he heard. “Even though you’re married with a baby?”
“I’m not sleeping with them so there’s no problem. Besides, Zerrin loves the extra help around the house. She can sleep or catch up on work while the girls watch Pietro.” Nick smiled. “But I know you’re not that interested in what my submissives are doing. What’s happening?”
“I need to get rid of Dove,” Scott revealed.
“You need to or want to?” Nick asked.
“Neither,” Scott clarified, “but I can’t have her around if I want any shot at being with Mari again.”
“Have you thought about the girl training Mari to be a better submissive?” Nick inquired.
“I’ve thought about it,” Scott nodded, “but I don’t know how well Mariana will take orders from Dove, given the fact she knows our history.”
“That’s her problem, not yours.” Nick stated.
“You don’t think she won’t resent me?”
“If there’s anything Mariana is going to resent you for, it wouldn’t be this.” Nick stated.
“You need to make it clear that it’s for her own good and not because you’re a Sadist.”
“I’ve punished her enough.” Scott hissed a sharp breath.
“And now you’re back in her good graces. If she wants to submit to you, still, she’ll do whatever you tell her to do with no questions asked.” Nick grinned.
“I want her to sleep with Dove.” Scott stated.
Nick paused mid-sip of his cappuccino before he finished it. He stared straight ahead and crinkled his eyes a little. “She’ll do it,” Nick slowly nodded. “Her disdain for her will eventually turn into desire once she realizes Dove
isn’t a threat. In fact, I guarantee you not only will Mariana want to sleep with her, she’ll be begging to do so.”
Visions of Mariana and Dove playing with each other’s bodies before they participated in 69 almost made Scott lose control. He took a sip of bourbon to quiet the urges. “When do you think that’ll happen?”
“When do you plan to propose to her?”
“By the end of the year,” Scott stated.
“It’ll happen well before then,” Nick declared. “There’ll be enough space between the foreplay and the engagement. Besides, I think Mistress wants Her girl back.”
Mistress was a woman named Sanora who trained both Scott and Nick to be Doms. “I think Mistress has enough on Her plate as it is,” Scott referred to the election year. Their Mentor’s husband, Republican senator Jay Edwards, was running for President of the United States.
“What’s going on now doesn’t change She owns Dove and wants her back,” Nick replied.
“She’ll make an extension but you can’t keep her forever. Might as well get a few more assignments in.”
“How did you become my voice of reason?”
“We were trained by the best,” Nick surmised, “besides, the Mistress likes me better than you.”
“Oh, that’s cold!” Scott laughed.
****
“So, does that make me bisexual that I want to be with a woman?” Mariana asked.
“No, it doesn’t. It just means you’re sexually fluid. There’s nothing wrong with embracing your sexuality in all of its forms, be it BDSM, vanilla sex, or even being gay.”
Zerrin stated. “And there are many other forms of sexuality one can explore such as pansexuality, polysexuality, and even demisexuality. It’s only when people feel everyone should be pious and like the same monotonous things is when there are problems. People do not like change and they definitely do not like it when anyone expresses their sexuality in a healthy way outside the bedroom. Hell, some people don’t like it when someone expresses their sexuality inside the bedroom.”
