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  “Not really. I found it quite interesting.”

  “I’m sure you did. Five naked women to gawk at.”

  “The other four didn’t interest me in the least.”

  “You’re a man. How could you not look?”

  “I looked, but only one stood out.”

  “Nadine. She’s stunning.”

  “Danea, stop it. You know very well, I mean you. Don’t play games with me.”

  “Sorry,” I mumbled, but smiled inwardly. I was getting to him. If only I could get inside the man, peek into his heart and soul.

  I helped clear up, then gathered my shorts and top, and was glad when we were on our way back to our hotel.

  “Did you have enough to eat?” Kalem asked as we entered the hotel lobby.

  “Yes. It was a big steak and unlike the other girls, I ate all of it except the bone. Plus I had a bun.”

  He grinned. “That’s what I love about you. You’re not at all worried about your figure.”

  “Not at this point in life. I can eat whatever I want. I get enough exercise. That makes a big difference.”

  “Right. You told me you bike, you walk, swim, roller blade, anything else?”

  “Not yet. Right now, I need a shower to wash all this oil off.”

  “Leave it on. It’s sexy.”

  “It feels icky.”

  “I like it.”

  “I don’t.”

  “Aw, c’mon on. Please?”

  “I guess for a little while. I will shower though before I go to bed. And believe me, I’m really tired.”

  “Glass of wine? A drink? I can have margaritas brought to our room.”

  “Margaritas sound good.” Kalem picked up the phone and I went to the bathroom to brush my hair. I was amazed the makeup hadn’t run from my time under the waterfall. It had to be waterproof. I was also very glad to use a normal toilet. Crouching in the bushes had not been fun.

  When I rejoined Kalem, the margaritas had already arrived, two pink glasses, along with a full pitcher along with a plate of cheese and crackers. Kalem handed me a glass.

  “Here’s to your success,” he said and raised his glass.

  I lifted my glass, then sipped from it. It was so good that I drank it rather fast and held my glass up for a second. He filled it.

  “After this, I’m going to shower and go to bed.”

  “Come and look at the ocean. It’s beautiful,” Kalem said as he went out to the balcony.

  Still sipping my margarita, I joined him. It was beautiful. The sun had almost set—the sky was a medley of gold and pastels. His arm slid around my shoulders. He pulled me against him.

  “I’m very proud of you, Danea.”

  “You are?”

  “Yes, I am. Fuck. Don’t question my compliments.”

  “You don’t show it.”

  “I don’t show my emotions easily. They’re locked inside me.”

  You aren’t kidding. “Sorry. Thank you for the compliment.”

  With his arm still around me, he walked back inside. Suddenly, he yanked the sarong from my body and held me at arm’s length.

  “I’ve been jealous as hell all day,” he said softly.

  “Jealous of what?”

  “That black woman pawing you.”

  “What about the blond guy on Friday?”

  “I was jealous about him, too.”

  “Yet you wanted me to do the shoot. You arranged it.”

  “I was testing you.”

  “I know you were and I gave in.”

  “You enjoyed having two men touch you.”

  “No and yes. I was turned on, but I scared stiff he was going to fuck me.”

  “I wouldn’t have allowed that. You belong to me.”

  “Kalem, I don’t belong to anyone.”

  “I want you to be mine.”

  “You want a slave. A woman to do your bidding. You want to be my master in everything. Sorry, it won’t fly with me.” His gaze bored into me, his lust for me evident by the bulge in his khaki shorts.

  He set his glass down, took mine from my hand, and picked me up. He deposited me on the bed and sat beside me. He drank in the sight of my breasts, played with the nipple rings.

  “You like?” I asked, my voice already husky from the desire filling me.

  “I like. And this,” he said, fingering the bellybutton ring. “And this.” He stroked the dragon.

  He took me into his arms, lay on top of me and kissed me hard and long, his tongue exploring. He sucked my tongue into his mouth. My hips arched beneath him, wanting him, needing to feel his cock against my body. I tugged at his shorts. He pushed them off, his gaze never leaving my face. I watched his cock pulse and saw the swollen veins. My hand trembled when I reached to stroke it.

  “God, you’re beautiful,” he said huskily. “You know I’ve fallen in love with you.”

  “I don’t know anything. You haven’t told me.”

  “Woman, I loved you from that first time in my office. I should spank you for that answer.”

  “Go ahead,” I said cheekily. “You fuck me senseless for a whole night and expect me to believe that’s love?”

  He got off me and off the bed. “Come here,” he said.

  I complied. Taking me by the hand, he sat on one of the dining chairs and pulled me across his knees. His cock pulsed against my side and I held my breath. He slapped my ass hard, and again. I screamed on the third and fourth slaps, but I didn’t fight him. I wanted more. He continued to slap my ass hard until both my ass cheeks burned.

  “Enough?”

  “Yes,” I whispered. “No.” My pussy was dripping by then and though my ass was a mass of prickly heat, I longed for more. Each slap produced high voltage throughout my body to settle in my aching, pulsing clit and vagina.

  “My God, you want more, woman? I have to be careful. You have another shoot in the morning. You’re already red.”

  “It’ll go away. I like it…”

  “You’ll drive me crazy yet. I brought toys with me, just in case.”

  “Did you? You were that sure of me?”

  “No, I wasn’t. I hoped.”

  “What kind of toys?” I asked softly.

  “Come to the bed.”

  He set me on my feet. I followed him to the bed. He’d already put the toys in the nightstand drawer. I saw a dildo, cuffs covered in fur, nipple suction cylinders, nipple clamps, and another gadget I wasn’t familiar with, a rubber ball attached to it.

  “Are you ready for this?”

  I nodded. My appetite had turned ravenous. I thirsted for his touch, the stimulation of the toys.

  “Get on the bed.”

  He started on my nipples and used the suction cylinders on them. I writhed with the sensations and begged him. “Oh, please, more, please, Kalem, can you fuck me while you do this?”

  “I will, in a bit. I want to do something first.”

  He spread my legs very wide. Groping in the drawer, he took out the object I hadn’t understood. Prying my pussy lips apart, he thumbed my clit, then placed something against it. I heard him pump the rubber ball and sucked in my breath. He was pumping my clit out now. I almost went berserk at the heat entering my belly—my vagina was on fire, my pussy lips swelled with lust. With one hand, he pumped the nipple cylinder until I was whimpering with need. Using the other hand, he did something to the clit pump. He stopped for a minute. The pumps remained attached to my body.

  He yanked a pillow toward him and placed it under my ass. Producing a tube of lubricant, he squirted it into my anus. He quickly put a condom on. I raised my knees, inviting him in as he placed his cock at the opening. Leaning forward while pushing in slowly, he grabbed the rubber balls and pumped.

  Phenomenal—out of this world, I thrust against the stimulation, craving more. He plunged all the way, filling me. I wish I could have had something in my pussy and he must have read my thoughts. He pulled his cock out of my ass and knelt between my legs. Looking down at me, he smi
led and took the keys from around his neck. Unhurriedly, he undid the locks and removed them. From the drawer, he produced a slender dildo that was perhaps half the length of his cock. He spread my inner labia and eased it into my vagina. As soon as it was buried in me, it vibrated. He thrust his cock into my ass again and alternated between pumping my clit cylinder and the two attached to my nipples until I thought they’d burst, I thought I’d burst. I was delirious with desire. Desire? It was more like primitive lust.

  He soon shuddered.

  “Yes, Kalem, yes,” I shouted.

  “Do you love me?” he yelled.

  I remained quiet.

  “Say it.”

  Through all the insanity, I was still hesitant, yet I knew I was in love with him. But did I love him? Being in love and loving a man were two different things. A relationship couldn’t be all about wild sex.

  “Do you love me?”

  “Yes, oh yes.”

  I’d said it. Was I committing myself to him? He exploded within me at the same time as I saw stars blossoming behind my eyes. My body jerked with each spasm, as his did above me.

  His breathing calmed.

  “I think we need to go and bathe first before we continue,” he said suddenly.

  “Bathe?”

  “Yes. The hot tub.”

  He removed the suction cups from my nipples and my clit and slid the dildo out. It was coated with my cream. He pulled his cock out of my ass and peeled the condom off. I gazed down at my nipples, which were absolutely huge. Gingerly, I felt my clit. It was much larger and felt like a tiny cock. He led the way to the hot tub pulling me by the hand.

  Before stepping into the bubbling water, he looked at my body.

  “Lord, look at those nipples and your clit.”

  I turned and gasped at my reflection in the mirrors. I’d always hated my too large nipples. Now they were twice the size and it turned me on. I spread my legs a little and saw my clit poking out. It looked very pink against my tanned pussy lips and the tattoo. I thought my libido would never stop as I steamed up again, ready for more. I turned back to face Kalem.

  Kneeling before me, he wrapped his arms around my thighs and leaned closer, sucking my protruding clit. It sent shivers down my spine, rockets throughout my body. Could I ever be satisfied completely?

  We stepped into the tub. There was an array of liquid soaps on the side. He squirted some on me and worked up a lather over my flesh. He took especially long soaping my breasts and made me stand up to soap my ass and cleft. His fingers entered my vagina briefly before he pushed me back into the water.

  “My turn.” I soaped him, made him stand to soap his cock and balls. He was hard again and I adored working the skin up and down his shaft. I held in my hand and sucked the bulbous head, my tongue poking into the slit. I cupped his balls and massaged them softly. My fingers found the spot between his cock and balls and I pressed on it. I’d read somewhere that it was an erogenous spot for a man.

  “Stop,” he said in that gruff voice I’d begun to recognize as his hornier than hell voice. “Come back to bed.”

  We left the hot tub, and he carried me to the bed without bothering to dry off. Kissing me tenderly, he took my face between his hands and gazed into my eyes. “I love you, Danea.”

  “I love you,” I whispered.

  He sucked my nipples, kissed me all the way down to my clit and sucked it. Spreading my legs, he sat on his heels between them. He lifted my feet and placed them on his shoulders. His cock positioned itself but not at my asshole. I sucked my breath in. He entered me slowly stretching my vaginal walls. I was already lubricated. He’d seen to that when he sucked my clit. He pushed in further. I tightened up because it hurt, but I welcomed this pain, the pain that would make me completely his, the pain that would join us as a couple.

  Little by little, he eased into me until he came to the barrier. He stopped and looked into my eyes.

  I nodded, breathing deeply, aching for him to enter me all the way. He thrust and broke through. Just a second of pain and he was inside me completely. He thrust, slowly, gently at first. My vaginal walls relaxed and stretched to accommodate his size. After a few thrusts, immense pleasure filled me, my belly, my body. I arched higher and welcomed his thrusts as he increased his speed. He grunted and shuddered. Wave upon wave of ecstasy rushed through my body, through my throbbing belly as I hit the peak, rode the crest of the wave and released and he came at the same time. I lowered my legs and he lay on top of me, his face in my neck.

  “You gave me a precious gift, my love. Thank you.”

  He kissed me and continued to whisper his love to me. I basked in his attentions, told him I loved him and when he asked me if I was his, I told him yes.

  We fell asleep in each other’s arms.

  Chapter Ten

  I woke the next morning to a hand between my legs and a finger inside me. Oh, what a heavenly way to wake up. I wriggled a little. When he noticed I was awake, he quickly pulled his finger out.

  “You can continue that,” I told him.

  “Are you sore?”

  “No. Don’t think so. Put your cock inside me and I’ll tell you.”

  “Woman, you’re insatiable.”

  “You’ve made me that way. I’ve gone from a no sex woman to one that seems to be horny all the time.”

  “Do you regret giving up your virginity?”

  “No, not to you.”

  “I can’t commit to anything yet. There are things I need to sort out.”

  “Do you want to talk about it? Maybe I can help.”

  “No one can help me with this.”

  I didn’t want to pursue it any further. Not right then. “Make love to me,” I purred. I reached for his cock and stroked the soft skin, the swollen arteries. “Love me again?”

  He sat on his heels and spread my legs. I automatically placed them over his shoulders. “We haven’t got a lot of time for play,” he said, in a low voice.

  “I know.” I pushed forward toward his cock.

  When he entered me, it hurt a bit, but it wasn’t bad. He felt the resistance and rubbed my clit causing me to become uber horny and to release my juices. Now lubricated, he slid in easier. The stretching of my vagina felt so good, his cock filling me. He thrust completely inside and leaned forward to massage my breasts and tweak my nipples. I groaned. His thrusts became harder, deeper, and his cock swelled as he neared ejaculation. He pinched my nipples hard and I came. “Yes, oh, yes, Kalem,” I murmured as he shuddered and shot into me. After removing my legs from, his shoulders, we lay still for a few minutes.

  “I’d love nothing more than to stay in bed with you, love, but you want to be on time for the shoot.”

  With regret, I got out of bed and headed for the shower. I wished he had joined me but that would probably have caused more play and I knew we were running out of time. We still needed to eat. While getting dressed, I looked at my reflection in the mirrors. My face glowed, my eyes sparkled. My nipples were still much bigger than they had been the day before. I wondered how long that would last. I opened my legs a little. My clit was almost back to normal.

  “The locks,” Kalem said just as we were about to leave. I pulled my shorts down and bent over. He quickly attached the locks to the rings and smiled at me as he hung the chain around his neck.

  We ate fast, drank our coffee and, like yesterday, found the car waiting for us. Their hotel was right on the beach. I wish the shoot could have been outside, on the beach and in the ocean.

  “Morning, peeps,” Gordon said. “Clothes off. They’re waiting for you. The other girls are already ready so we’re going to start with them.”

  I glanced at the ornate bed, the satin red sheets, the piles of satin covered pillows. Tracy quickly tackled my face while Wayne worked on my hair. When they were finished, Tracy handed me a pair of white stockings, a white garter belt, white G-string and a white lace corset. A gown hung over her arm and she had a pair of stilettos in her hand. The gown was whit
e as were the shoes.

  I dressed. The corset was a bit of a challenge until Tracy did up the hooks on the back. The bra cups exposed my breasts to just above the nipple showing a good amount of dark aureole. I slipped into the dress. Tracy zipped me up and I slipped the shoes on. By the time I was ready, Gordon called for me to come to the bed.

  First, he had me stand in front of a tall mirror and pivot several times. Then he had me standing at the window gazing out at the beach and ocean.

  “Walk back to the bed and take the dress off slowly. Keep the shoes on for now.”

  The dress fell to the floor. It was easier pulling the zipper down than it was doing it up.

  “Take the shoes off and climb onto the bed.”

  He had me pose in several different positions. Then he told me to sit and slowly undo the garter belt from around my waist then slowly removed the stockings. The camera clicked continuously.

  “Take both tits out of the corset slowly and play with your nipples.”

  I pulled one breast free then the other and I rolled the nipples between forefinger and thumb. They were very sensitive after last night’s treatment.

  The corset came off next. He had Nadine sit naked on the bed behind me to unfasten the hooks. After the corset was off, Nadine left the bed and he had me pose again, several times spreading my legs. I knew the studs would show beside the white thong. He asked me to peel the thong off slowly and discard it in a sexy way. I was then naked except for the stockings. Again, he posed me in every position thinkable, stroking my breasts, tweaking my nipples, touching my clit, on my belly, on my back, spreading my legs. He asked me to kneel on all fours with my legs spread and look back at the camera.

  “Lie down now and raise your knees, keep your legs spread very wide.”

  I thought the clicking would never stop.

  “Kalem, remove the locks please.”

  Kalem’s fingers were on me and instantly I heated up, my pussy lips swelled as he removed the locks. He gave me a smile before stepping back and returning to his chair.

  “Good. Now part your pussy lips for us. Show us what you’ve got.”

  I spread my pussy lips with both hands. I felt the cream trickle down. My still swollen clit throbbed.