Free Dirty by Lucia Jordan Page A

spine and held her down with it as he pulled her panties
off. "If you want me to stop, say it."
    Marielle bit her lip. In half an hour --
maybe sooner -- Vanessa would come looking for her star. The
director had keys to the trailer. If she found them like this she
would explode with rage. Just let him do what he wants. He'll work
out his frustrations. When he goes back to filming I'll leave.
    Raven took something from his bedside table.
When she glanced over her shoulder she saw him holding a wide
wood-backed brush.
    "What are you going to do with that? Fix my
hair?" She yelped as he paddled her with the flat back.
    "Mouthy little brat." He spanked her again.
"I don't care about Lena or Vanessa or anyone. This is about you
and me. You're mine. You don't get to walk away from that just
because some jealous bitch hurt your feelings." He swatted her a
third time. "If I have do this every day until you fully comprehend
that you belong to me, I will. Do you understand me?"
    Marielle squeezed her eyes shut and grabbed
bunches of the bed cover. "Yes, sir."
    Raven used the brush four more times. He
paused as he heard her soft gasps. "You are not leaving me. Say
it."
    "I'm not leaving you," she said, sobbing the
words. As much as the spanking hurt and humiliated her, the slick
pulsing need it had roused between her legs seemed even worse. "I'm
sorry, sir."
    "I should do this until you can't sit until
tomorrow." Raven tossed the brush onto the table and stroked his
hand over her blazingly sore cheeks. "But then I won't be able to
for the rest of the day. I love how your ass glows after a
paddling. It makes me want to fuck you until neither of us can
move."
    Marielle heard him unzipping his pants.
"Please, don't. Someone could walk in any minute -- "
    " -- then they can watch." He jerked her hips
to the edge of the bed and stood behind them, guiding his thick,
heavy penis to her swollen folds. "Which do you want more, baby? To
be safe or to have your master's cock deep inside you? I can see
what this hungry little pussy wants." He pressed in, making her
take the full, straining bulb.
    Raven held himself, refusing to give her
another inch. It intensified the emptiness inside her sheath,
sending a maddening ache into her belly and making her clit
pulse.
    "Please." The word burst from her lips.
"Please, fuck me."
    "Tell me who you are," he demanded. "Exactly
who you are."
    "I'm yours. Your submissive." She cried out
as he began to withdraw. "Your cockslut."
    "Good girl." He jabbed another inch of his
girth into her clenching pussy before he bent over and began
unbuttoning her blouse. "I love hearing those words come out of
that sweet mouth."
    "Oh, Raven." She writhed under him, trying to
drive herself back onto his erect penis. "Please don't make me
wait."
    "Look at you, begging for this cock," He
pulled out and then forged in deeper and harder, the strong thrust
making her gasp. "Everyone believes you're so sweet." He jerked her
bra down and cupped her breasts in his hands, fondling them
roughly. "But we know better, don't we, baby? I knew it the first
time I met you. I could see the slut peeking out from those big
innocent eyes."
    When he came in here after me, Marielle
thought, her excitement making her shiver as much as the steely
girth invading her softness. "This is how you wanted me that day.
What you wanted to do to me. What you talked about the first time
we were together." She pushed her breasts against his big hands and
pressed her hips back to welcome his next thrust. "You thought
about holding me down like this. Making me take every inch." A soft
moan escaped her as he sank deeper. "Ravishing me over and
over."
    "I should have." His voice dropped to a low
growl as he began pistoning her with long, jolting strokes. "Even
then I knew this tight, hot little pussy of yours belonged to me --
and you wanted it, too. Admit it."
    She clenched around him in pulses that
matched his rhythm. "I wondered how big you were. How it would