Free Enticed by Amy Malone

spectacular, too,” she said, licking her lips. Just like that, Tammy had forced Mark to recall countless nights making passionate love. He sprang taught against his suit pants. What am I thinking, sitting on a bed with her like this? He moved to get up, but Tammy yanked him back down.
    “Jeremy took me by force yesterday,” she said. Mark froze. I’ve got you now, handsome. You and Alana are over, and now you’re mine. The next few moves are a formality, Tammy thought.
    “He…what?” Tammy placed a hand on Mark’s crotch. Mark was already taut against his pants from the previous conversation.
    “That turns you on, Mark?” she asked, leaving her hand on his crotch, but looking at him with disgust and accusation. Mark was on the fence, hovering between tossing her aside and leaving, and explaining himself. This was what Tammy did.
    Tammy straddled Mark, and as Mark placed his hands on her hips to toss her aside, she launched another volley.
    “He did it because of what you did, Mark.”
    Mark froze again. He recalled beating Jeremy nearly within an inch of his life. How had he found the strength to track Tammy down, let alone take her by force? Of course, Mark never allowed the question to fully materialize in his mind.
    “I need you Mark,” she growled, undulating on top of him. She felt so good… Mark was beginning to have trouble thinking straight.
    “I need you, Mark. Just one little kiss. Just to let me know I’m not nothing,” she said.
    That was when somewhere in the small portion of his mind that was still lucid, Alana flashed. Mark realized that if he kissed this woman, that would be it. No more Alana. A kiss with Tammy would lead to them having sex, inevitably. Of course, he would have to admit it to Alana, afterward, which Tammy must have realized. He had wormed his way from her grasp the first time, but this time she would have him for good.
    Summoning Herculean strength from within himself, he tossed Tammy onto the other side of the bed, pulling himself up - still panting.
    There was a knock at the door.
    Mark got up and walked to the door.
    “You still want me, Mark. You know a part of you does.”
    Mark turned around before opening the door.
    “Maybe, but with time that part will die.”
    Mark opened the door, and there stood Jeremy.
     
    When Mark saw Jeremy, all he could think was that he had obviously not messed this man up enough. Grabbing him by the scruff of his collar, he dragged him into the hotel room where no one would see the awful things about to ensue. Awful things involving Mark’s fist.
    “Whatever she told you it’s a lie. I can prove it,” he said. He pulled out a tape recorder and pressed ‘play.’
    “It’s morning. You need to get out now. I’ll call you later and we’ll get together.” It was Tammy’s voice.
    “So that’s it then? You’re just going to use me and throw me out?”
    “As I recall you came by here uninvited. Play your cards right, and you might be a lover after things settle down with Mark and I. For now, get out.”
    Jeremy clicked the ‘stop’ button. Tammy’s eyes narrowed. She would have smirked if she wasn’t livid. That wasn’t exactly what had happened yesterday. The truth was , he might well have forced himself on her in his state yesterday. She had just happened to be open to it. The part of the tape he played gave the wrong impression. It was the sort of thing she would do.
    Mark looked at her with a look of disgust she had never seen on him before. Her heart sank. She realized then that any hope she had of getting Mark back had evaporated completely with the playing of that tape.
    “You two are perfect for each other,” Mark said . He left the room, leaving Tammy and Jeremy to deal with each other.
     
     
    Mark got back to his grandfather’s place just in time to see Alana cooking breakfast in one of his suit shirts and a pair of panties.
    “Pancakes and eggs for breakfast,” she said, smiling.
    “Always a classic,” he