Part II, page 4
“Green, Master.”
“Good girl. Now get on the bed.” He instructed and Mariana complied. He took off His clothes and unlocked the top drawer. He pulled out a heart-shaped paddle and a small box of Magnums. He walked over to the bed and joined Mariana. “Get on all fours.”
Mariana repositioned herself for a doggystyle position. Scott kneeled behind her and rubbed her ass. “Are you comfortable?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Good.” He lifted the paddle and slapped it against Mariana’s ass. “Does it hurt?”
Mariana winced a little. The paddle did sting but it wasn’t very painful. She actually preferred the paddle as oppose to Scott’s hand. “No, Master.”
“Good girl.” Scott slapped it against Mariana’s ass a few more times. Her chocolate brown cheeks had a nice shade of rose to them now. “Slowly, get off the bed and wait for my next command.” He ordered.
Mariana got off the bed and waited for Scott’s next direction. He grabbed her hand and walked her to the dining room where they had dinner. “Get on the chair, it’s right in front of you and bend over.” Mariana kneeled on the chair and gripped the back of it.
She felt Scott behind her. He moved her hips until their bodies pressed together. He kissed the small of her back and reached over for a condom. He tore it up and slipped it on his stiff cock. He reached down and brushed his fingers against Mariana’s slit. She was soft and wet. He slid his cock inside her and Mariana whimpered. “Shh…” He rubbed her back. “I’ll take it easy.”
Mariana nodded and braced herself. She gripped the chair harder as Scott began to thrust inside her. It seemed every stroke he gave her, her heat wrapped tighter around his cock. She felt so incredible. He held onto her hips for support as he moved faster inside her. Meanwhile, Mariana’s moans echoed throughout the spacious home as Scott’s grunts matched his thrusts.
Scott suddenly stopped and pulled out. “Get up,” He instructed her and Mariana followed direction. He sat down on the chair and pulled Mariana on top of him, with her back facing him. He slid himself inside her and guided her body up and down. He reached up and massaged her breasts as his tongue trailed her neck. "Ride me, Mari," he moaned.
Mariana steadied herself on the chair arms as she rolled her body back and forth on Scott's cock. She switched tempo and began to softly bounce on him. Meanwhile, Scott’s fingers played with her clit. “You like how your Master is fucking you?” He asked.
“Mmm…ye...yes, Master,” Mariana breathed.
“Good girl,” Scott moved Mariana down his cock harder. He rubbed her clit faster, creating more moans from her.
Mariana’s legs began shaking and her body was trembling. She leaned back against her lover and braced herself for an explosive orgasm. “I’m going…I’m going to cum…” she moaned.
Scott’s tongue played with hers. He kept rubbing her clit. “I want you to,” He moaned.
Mariana cried out as her body spasmed and shook as she came. She collapsed against her lover’s chest. “We’re not done, baby,” Scott lifted Mariana off him. He picked her up, carried her to the sofa, and spread her legs. He sat up on the sofa with her legs flanked on both sides of his waist. He slid himself inside her heat and moved slowly, watching her reaction. Her lips cooed in pleasure and she occasionally gasped. He reached down and grabbed her soft breasts as they moved with each thrust.
“You like how my cock feels inside you, baby?”
“Yes, Master,” she whimpered.
“You’re so tight for me.” He whispered. “Is it just for me?”
“It’s yours, Master,” she moaned.
“That’s what I want to hear,” He laid on top of Mariana and moved faster inside her. He groaned louder, his body tensed up, and he came soon afterwards. He slid down Mariana’s body, stopping to kiss and suck on her breasts. Her nipples were still erect and they bounced lightly against his tongue. He trailed his tongue down her navel and reached her heat. He stopped to admire it.
Her pussy. It was just like their first time together. It was just for Him and Him only. It was the color of brown sugar and her lips were closed. She was delicate, soft, and wet. He brushed his fingers against her opening and Mariana squirmed and moaned a little. He inhaled her scent and he closed his eyes and nodded in acceptance. She was clean, trimmed and perfect for him.
He licked her clit, rolling the sweet pearl around his tongue. Mariana’s back arched off the sofa and she softly moaned. She grabbed her breasts and massaged them as Scott continued to lick her. “Master…” she called out.
Scott wrapped his hands around Mariana’s thighs and sucked on her clit. He glanced up to watch her reaction; her soft moans morphed into screams and it appeared she was speaking in tongues. Her body was shaking uncontrollably and Scott had to use a bit more force to keep her down. “I’m cumming!” Mariana screamed before her body slammed back into the sofa.
Scott still held onto her for fear she was going to fall off the sofa. Once her body calmed down, he picked her up and carried her back to his bedroom. He removed her shoes and undid her blindfold. Mariana briefly smiled at her lover but soon fell asleep from exhaustion. They both needed a good fucking and it was well worth the wait.
Scott brushed Mariana’s hair with his fingers and caressed her face. She looked beautiful and peaceful. For as long as they were together, she was his; no sharing with anyone. It was a feeling Scott had never experienced before – he wanted to protect her, love her, nurture her, and keep her. She was his and that was all there was to it. He didn’t know what the future would bring but he was excited about it.
Introducing her to his family, however, was going to be an interesting experience.
Chapter Seven
The sunlight crept through the sheer curtain and kissed her face. Mariana slowly opened her eyes and blinked to focus. She picked up her iPhone and read the time. It was seven o’clock in the morning. Scott snuggled next to her and she quietly removed his arms from her so she could go to the bathroom.
The walk to the bathroom was more painful than she expected. She was sore everywhere. When she sat down, she realized how sore her ass was. It seemed during their sexual trysts, Scott had taken a liking to smacking her ass. She turned around and faced herself in the mirror; her chocolate cheeks were tinged with pink. Her thighs ached, her legs felt like jelly, and her throat was parched.
It turned out the blindfolded escapade in the living room was only the beginning of the night. As further punishment for going into the top drawer, Mariana had to suck Scott’s cock until he was tired of it.
"Oh good, the Angels won. Wow, what a line drive to second base!" Scott commented as Mariana sucked him. He was watching SportsCenter and had a Samuel Adams in one hand, while his free hand caressed Mariana's hair. "Do you like baseball, baby? I'm going to take you to an Angels game. I think you'll like it."
Two hours and a locked jaw later, he finally came. But that wasn’t the end of it. Scott hoisted her against a wall and fucked her until her back was sore from being banged up against it.
"Wrap your legs around my waist, baby. Yes, just like that." Scott grunted as he began to move inside her. "Look at me. Don't take your eyes off me."
She looked at herself in the mirror and noticed a small bruise forming on her arm. The counter. She smiled as she remembered what happened. "Grab the knobs in front of you. Now hold on to them. No, tighter." He instructed as he fucked her from behind. "Good girl."
It was when Scott bent her over the kitchen counter and she bumped into the soft corner edge. She lightly touched it and it was sore.
She quickly washed up and went back to the bedroom where Scott was still peacefully sleeping. He was stretched out over the bed and had a grin on his face. He looked beautiful and Mariana briefly contemplated taking a picture of him. Instead, she hurriedly dressed and left his bedroom. She didn’t want to leave him but she had to get home. If she snuck in and went straight to her bedroom, there would be no questions from Sarah. She only told her it was a business dinner; Sarah still didn’t know about Scott and Mariana didn’t think it was any of her concern to know.
What was there to tell? She was in a relationship with a man much older and wealthier than she was. Was it a relationship? Mariana remembered Scott's hesitation the night before. I'm your lover. She noticed he didn't say boyfriend.
Not to mention, she occasionally called him Master during sex play. It wasn’t going to look good despite what she knew between them. Mariana quietly left Scott’s home and drove back to her apartment. As a further testament to guarding their relationship, she left her expensive gifts back at Scott’s home.
The less she revealed about their relationship, the better.
****
“What time did you get in last night? I didn’t even hear you come in.” Sarah commented over breakfast.
“Oh, I came in real late,” Mariana poured orange juice. What she said wasn’t a lie, per se. “The dinner went late and then they had some cocktails afterwards.” That one, however, was a big ol’ fat lie.
“Girl, I need to tell you what happened between me and Eric last night.” Sarah took a bite of a toast. “It was so magical. It was like we really connected.”
“Really?” Mariana felt a little jealous. She and Scott connected but she still felt unsure. “What happened?”
Sarah sighed. She looked up to the ceiling as she reminisced. “He listened to everything I had to say. He promised to be a better boyfriend. We stayed up and talked and talked and talked. Then we had the most amazing sex afterwards. It was just so special.”
“That’s really great.” Mariana went from a little jealous to very jealous. Scott may have dominated her mind and body but it was her heart she really wanted him to have. “I’m really happy for you.”
“Thank you!” Sarah glanced down at her plate briefly. “You know, Eric has a few single friends if you’re interested…”
“I’m good,” Mariana replied, “seriously, I’m good.”
“Girl, I heard you the other night. You’re about to break your vibrator.” Sarah raised an eyebrow.
“I’m fine!” Mariana laughed. If Sarah only knew what Scott had done to her the night before. “Seriously, I’m good.”
“Well, you are glowing,” Sarah commented, “are you sure you didn’t have some one night stand? We’re all adults here.”
“No, I didn’t have a one-night stand,” Mariana wished Sarah would just shut it already, “Ms. Busy Body.”
“I’m just sayin’,” Sarah stirred her oatmeal, “you need to get laid. Your punani is about to dry up like a shriveled prune.”
“Excuse you!” Mariana laughed. “I’m perfectly fine.”
“Whatever,” Sarah noticed the bruise forming on Mariana’s arm. “Hey, what happened there?” She pointed.
Mariana quickly covered the bruise with her hand. “Um, I must’ve bumped into something.”
“Ouch.” Sarah nodded. “So we need to get you laid and some padding.”
“Fuck you!” Mariana laughed.
“No, that’s what you need!” Sarah laughed. A knock at the door interrupted the banter. “Are you expecting someone?”
“No,” Mariana shook her head.
“I’ll see who it is.” Sarah got up from the dining table and headed to the door. She opened the door and was greeted by Scott. “Well hello, tall glass of water.”
“Hello, Miss.” Scott smiled. “Is Ms. Harlow available?”
“Oh, Ms. Harlow?” Sarah opened the door wider to let Scott in. “You have company…" She eyed Scott up and down. "…from a fine Southern gentleman, if I say so myself.”
Mariana felt she turned every shade of red and pink in embarrassment. Her face created colors Crayola had not invented yet. She slowly stood up and watched Scott walk closer to her. He appeared to be walking in slow motion. Her eyes were screaming, ‘No, get back! Go home! You’re not supposed to be here! What the hell are you doing?’
Instead, she greeted him with a smile. “Scott, how are you? What brings you here?”
“You left some items last night,” He carried a bag full of the gifts he gave her. “I wanted to deliver them personally to you.”
“Thank you.” Mariana smiled. Please leave.
“I’ll be on my way now. I didn’t want to disturb anything,” Scott said. “I’ll call you later, Mariana.”
“No, wait, we’re just having breakfast!” Sarah prodded. “Please join us. There’s plenty left.” She could tell by how uncomfortable Mariana was there was more to Scott than just a nice man dropping off her items. The nosey gossip inside Sarah couldn’t pass up an opportunity for delicious news.
“Well, I don’t want to intrude.” Scott replied.
“No, you’re not intruding.” Sarah directed Scott to the dining table. “Please join us. Mari, you don’t mind, do you?”
Fuckity fuck fuck! “No,” Mariana smiled, “not at all.”
Chapter Eight
Mariana was determined that one day – one day – she will stop underestimating Scott Reed.
He was a man's man. He was built like a running back, muscular and tall. Mariana was positive his body fat percentage was in the single digits. He kept his ebony hair trimmed on a regular basis but not to the point he was considered metrosexual. He had tailored suits and shopped at a mix between top designers and Target. No one could tell the difference on what he was wearing, why did he care?
Scott Reed. A perfect gentleman and could probably smooth talk a lesbian into sleeping with him. He would be at ease playing some basketball on court like he would be watching some sappy chick flick at home with his girl. He was both intelligent and suave – a panty-wetting combination. It only took five minutes to be alone with a woman before she was offering to have his children.
At the moment, Mariana couldn't stand him. She wasn’t sure what his intentions were when he stopped by her apartment, but it was pretty clear it wasn’t just to return her gifts. If he wanted an explanation, he was going to get it. But first, he had to make Mariana as uncomfortable as possible. After all, he was her Master.
Mariana pretended to enjoy Scott’s company even though she really wanted to kick his ass. He was charming, telling humorous short stories about his childhood and college days. He spoke of growing up in Georgia and living in the Bible belt. He moved to California for college and never looked back.
“What made you go into marketing?” Sarah asked.
“I was tired of seeing the same ads on TV and print. I knew I could do better,” he took a swig of his orange juice, “and I have.” He pronounced have like half.
“Now where do you work?” She asked.
“McCormick and Sheppard. I’m one of the senior executives there.”
“Oh!” The light suddenly went off in Sarah’s head. “That’s how you two know each other!”
“Yep.” Mariana added.
“So how was the business dinner and bar hopping last night? It must’ve went pretty well since Sneaky over here didn’t come home until late!” Sarah prodded.
Scott's eyes had a sudden gleam in them. He smiled to prevent his mouth from what he really wanted to say. Sarah had no idea who he was and the connection to Mariana. He was her little secret and Scott relished in the fact his appearance made Mariana uncomfortable. He didn't have to try hard to read Mariana's eyes. “Oh, I say it went pretty well, don’t you think, Mariana?” Scott smiled at her. Seeing her squirm made his dick hard. “I hope you’re recovering well from that fall.”
“Fall?” Sarah asked.
“Yeah, when we were leaving the bar, she tripped and fell. That’s how she got that bruise on her arm.” He pointed out. Two can play this game, sweetheart.
Mariana cleared her throat. “I’m fine. It’s just a little bruise. I’ll be okay.”
“I hope your jaw is okay, too.” Scott smiled. His eyes were laughing at her.
“My jaw is fine.” Mariana gritted her teeth.
“Well, it seems you two have some catching up to do,” Sarah excused herself from the table. “I’ll leave you two alone.” She went inside her bedroom and closed the door behind her.
Mariana’s smile disappeared from her face. She wanted to chuck an orange slice at Scott.“What are you doing?”
“I’m enjoying myself. I just had a great breakfast.” He sipped his coffee. “Did you cook it or Sarah?”
“Sarah did.” Mariana’s response was curt. “How did you find out my address?”
“It’s funny when you apply for an internship," he turned a page in the newspaper, "you put all of your information on top of your resume.”
