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Dark NitesDarkNites IThe slap reverberated around the room. Jason gritted his teeth tryingdesperately to keep hold of his temper. Daphne started towards the door butJason caught hold of her wrist, his eyes steely."You're not going anywhere until we've got this settled. Daphneglanced coolly at his hand and then back to his face. Then she brought herfoot down on his. Hard.Jason gave a furious growl and exploded into action. Grabbing her,he swept her off her her feet and headed toward the bedroom. Daphnegasped in anger."How dare you!", she bit out, starting to jerk and kick as violently aspossible. Daphne knew that she would probably hit the floor hard but shedidn't care. Luckily for her, they had reached the bed when she finallycame loose and landed on the bed.He was on her in a second, his body pinning her to the bed, his mouthfinding hers. With a muffled cry of rage, she jerked her head away and gother first good look at him. He loomed over her, the fury in his eyes tellingher more than words ever could that he was very, very serious about this.She went cold."Damn you, Jason. This is ****!" Very deliberately, he shook hishead. "No, this won't be ****," he answered quietly, "Because, I'm going tomake you beg for me, over and over again."Daphne gave an incredulous laugh. "Never." she replied s**thingly,"You're crazy if you think you'll ever hear ME beg!""Before this night is over," he promised softly, "You will."She threw all her strength at him, surprise on her side, heavinghim off her. He rolled off the bed but caught her arm and dragged her offwith him. They hit the floor hard, Daphne lying momentarily stunned, thebreath knocked out of her. It gave Jason enough time to flip her over, getto her zip, and yank her gown to her waist.She drew in a breath of outrage before fighting to free her arms,trapped in the tangled sleeves. Jason took the moment to tear his shirtoff, a couple of buttons bouncing on the floor, and reached for his trousers.Daphne finally managed to get her hands free and shoved her gownthe rest of the way. Now unhampered, she sat up and backhanded him,knocking him off balance."You bastard!", she snarled as she sprang to her feet and took off.She sprinted half-naked through the living room and had thrown open thecloset door to grab her coat when she was jerked back and thrown over hisshoulder in a fireman's lift."Goddamn you, Jason", she yelled, coat dangling from her fingers,"You'll never get away with this." The next moment she was flying throughthe air, landing on the bed with a thump. He advanced purposely towardsher but she was ready for him.She kicked out with her strong legs, catching him in the stomach. Hedoubled over with a loud whoosh while she scrambled for the other side ofthe bed. Unfortunately for her, Jason flung himself across the bed,grabbed hold of her ankle and hauled her ignominiously, inch by inch, backinto bed.Truly desperately now, she sat up and tried to backhand him againbut her wrist was caught in an iron grip. Instinctively, she tried to pullhis hand off. A bad move. Effortlessly he caught her other hand, thenpulled them high over her head, forcing her down with his body.Gasping, Daphne strained her muscles, desperately trying to raiseher arms as he leant over her to pick something off his bedside table. Sheonly glanced up in horror as something soft wrapped around her wrists andtightened. Jason swiftly finished tying the ends of his silk tie to thebrass bedstead before drawing back, panting, to finger his bruised jaw.It was only then that real, dark rage washed over her. Jason sawit swirl into her eyes, the power of it exciting to behold. She was now atruly dangerous woman."You will pay for this", she promised softly, dangerously. "If it takesforever, you will pay for this." Jason's eyes swept slowly over her body,sending blood rushing to the surface of her skin."Right at this moment, my dear", he answered derisively, " I don'tgive a damn."He backed away and started to finish undressing. Cheeks flaming,Daphne closed her eyes and concentrated on keeping her face impassive.She had never felt so defenseless as she lay there tied to the bed, cladonly in her underwear. But the one thing that had her cringing was thatshe was already moist and ready for him. The fact that she had been sophysically aroused by their tussle humiliated her almost unbearably.Jason was already regretting putting her through such humiliation,but no matter how much he loved and understood her stubborn pride, Jasonknew that he would have to teach her a lesson now or she would forever betreating him as a punching bag. And whether he liked it or not, he wasalready too aroused to stop.She felt it when he slid into bed beside her, warm and vibrant. Shestiffened, prepared for the assault. Then unexpectedly, she felt his handslide slowly but surely down her side. She cursed herself furiously. Withthat simple gesture, he had successfully set her entire nervous systemtingling unmercifully.Jason moved in closer and smiled. He loved strapless bras. Theyseemed to epitomise feminity to him because they were held up by nothingbut a woman's natural curves. He rubbed his cheek lightly against thefabric. Black lace. Very fine and very soft. Sensuously, he lifted a fingerand gently outlined the edge of the lace, traveling up the gentle slope andthen down into the perfumed valley between her breasts. Slowly, hecurled his finger under the flimsy lace. Then he ripped it off.Her eyes flew open in shock as his mouth slashed down on hers.Ruthlessly he plundered her mouth, trying to provoke her into a response.she began to fight him; kiss for kiss, bite for bite.Swiftly, he dragged his mouth from hers, trailing a line of hot kissesdown to her throat. Suddenly, he sensed the power flow back into her sohe was ready when her taut body shifted beneath him, then arc in a vainattempt to throw him off. Jason put his weight on her, forcing her down,then nipped her neck sharply, leaving a clear red bruise.Daphne closed her eyes again in misery. There was pain hereaplenty, in her as shame and in him as regret. But the worst of it all wasthat they were both too emotionally involved to stop now.Her breath started coming in pants as his mouth began to moveover her collarbone, his hands holding her steady beneath him. He reachedone ivory breast and teasingly began to draw wet circles around her rosynipple with his tongue. Delicately, he taunted her as he danced nearer thenfurther from her sensitized peaks, making her fight to keep in control ofherself.Then just as suddenly as he came, the teasing lover was gone asJason finally claimed her throbbing nipple. Daphne managed to swallow acry but lost control of her body as Jason drew on her peak harder andharder. Gasping, she arched like a bow as Jason swirled his tongue aroundher, sending hot lighting streaking down to her groin.Then as if he understood, his knee pressed down between her legs, asecond before she could lock her ankles together. She knew she couldnever resist an attack from that quarter, so she squeezed her thighstogether in a last, heroic attempt to thwart his questing hands. Easily, heparted them once more, moving his leg up and letting his hand trail overher stomach into the wetness between her legs.The double stimulation was too much for her to tensed body to bear.A stifled cry burst from her as she arched into his body, her handstwisting and jerking futilely above her. Kissing her nipples and findingthe perfect rhythm with his fingers, Jason kept her senses at fever pitch,reveling in the feel of her body moving beneath his.Then suddenly, he slipped his fingers into her. Daphne froze, everymuscle in her body tensing up as she focused on that secret part ofherself. Jason raised his head from her breasts to better concentrate onher and what he was about to do.Slowly, ever so slowly, his fingers slid in and out of her, his thumbcarefully brushing against her clitoris. Gasping, she responded to therhythm, every movement an agony for her, as tense muscles strained tomove to the painfully slow motion of his skillful fingers.Ruthlessly, he gave her a taste of heaven before pulling her backagain and again. Quiet now, Daphne lay exhausted beneath him; but not forlong. Suddenly, she felt the strength flow back into her. It was time tofight back. Desperation giving her the edge she needed, Daphne used herinner instincts, so long untouched, to tempt him, to break his control.Sensuously, her body a supple rope, she pressed her groin to his manhood,erotically widening her legs and clasping his hips in sweet invitation.She felt him shudder and the sweet taste of victory filled her as hewithdrew his fingers, slick with her fluids and braced himself over her.Then to her chagrin, his lips found her shoulder and made the descent overher breasts and stomach, seeking out the source of her sexuality.Swiftly, he found her throbbing clitoris with his tongue, holding hertaut body steady beneath him. In response, she tossed her head fromside to side, desperately biting her lip to keep from crying out at everyrasp of his tongue against her most sensitive spot. Over and over, neverletting up, he thrust and teased his tongue against her flesh, tastingevery single inch of her. Faster and wilder he went until she felt herselfbegin to stiffen with the onslaught of her climax. Then he stopped.With a frustrated cry, she opened her eyes to see him bending overher, his eyes reflecting the same feverish glitter she felt within herself."I want an apology. Now.", he rasped, his voice hoarse. Daphne staredat him uncomprehendingly before it hit her."Damn you Jason," she choked out. "We were making love, for God'ssake.""You knew well enough what I wanted before we started this", hereplied angrily. "Now it's time to deliver"."And I said never", she bit out. "I meant it!"Jason stood up and picked up his trousers, swiftly pulling them on.When he was done, he stood over her for a second before swinging aroundand walking away. However, when he reached the doorway, he stopped andbraced one fist against the jamb, standing stiffly with his head bowed.The dim lamplight cast shadows over him but showed his back musclesworking as he struggled with his own unfulfilled desire.Daphne's voice shut down in shock as she watched him go. Prideand dignity fought a valiant battle with physical needs but unfortunately,she was too far gone to overcome her own arousal. Drawing in a shakybreath, she found her voice and croaked his name. Jason turned butstood motionless."I'm willing to apologize but if what you really want is to hear mebeg, then go!"Jason walked back to the bed and stopped, looking down at her."Then say it".Daphne took a deep breath and gathered the tattered remants of herdignity about her."I'm sorry for saying the things I did. It was cruel of me and I shouldhave been above it." "Even if you did deserve it", she finished stoutly.Jason stood motionless for a few seconds before his shouldersstarted to shake in silent laughter."Only you", he said half to himself. "Only you could apologizewithout really apologizing and get away with it."The next minute, he was naked and in bed with her. His mouthslashed down on hers as he took up where he left off. Swiftly, heplundered her mouth, making her respond to him fully before moving atopher and parting her legs.Tantalizingly, he let her feel what she craved, rubbing herintimately with his manhood. Too aroused to enjoy his teasing, Daphnewas rapidly losing her grip on her temper so she hardly realised it whenthe bonds around her wrists loosened and came off. Free, her hands camedown to clasp him to her. Without warning, one slim hand curved and thenraked viciously down his back, drawing blood.Jason jerked in pain but otherwise did not break contact as he beganto lift her until they were both kneeling in bed. Swiftly, his lips left hersand roamed over her skin, seeking her most sensitive spots. Daphnemoaned, arching her head back as the most delicious sensations flowederotically through her. When she couldn't take any more, she broke awayand started on him.Her lips found his shoulder and teased that ultra-sensitive hollow ofhis until he was groaning at each little probe of her tongue. She trailedlower to his nipples, half hidden in the hair on his chest. Already stiff,she didn't have to do much to have him shuddering beside her as her handsand lips showed him that she too, knew his body well.Jason was exhilarated, strength flowing back into him at everyintimate stroke of her hands. She had never seemed so beautiful as shedid now, cheeks flushed, skin glowing in the lamplight and eyes....eyes drowning him with sheer sensuality. She was Venus to him.He let his hands drift over her, settling at her waist to hold her tohim. Then he bodily lifted her, sliding her down slowly his body, directlyonto his throbbing shaft. Daphne cried out at contact, her hands braced onhis shoulders to keep her balance, then threw her head back, gasping ashe filled her."Oh God, Jason", she groaned. "I can't take this slowly. Not now."Thankfully, they fell back in bed. There would be other times to take itslow. Now, neither of them had the stamina to tiltilate, to drive theother slowly crazy with desire. This time was for speed and pure lust.Jason withdrew and plunged into her again, her tightness envelopinghim with such sweet ecstasy. Daphne arched into him, reaching wantonlyfor him. "Harder, deeper", she gasped into his ear, finally sending him overthe edge.He felt the power surge within him, felt his blood go hot and wild.His taut body was demanding satisfaction and nothing would be able tostop the wildness in him now. When he next came to her, she cried out insheer pleasure, lifting her legs to allow him greater penetration. She bitinto his shoulder, goading him on as he thrust powerfully into her, herbody absorbing the shock of collision. Deeper and harder he thrust untilshe could no longer hold back her cries of fulfilment. It had never been soprimitive before, just a man and a woman slaking an unendurable lust.Jason had lost what grip he had left on his sanity. She had drivenhim wild as surely as he had her earlier. He plunged into her, each strokemore powerful than the last. He needed the heat, the essence of her. Andthen ... he fell her muscles contract.Daphne cried out his name as she peaked, her body shuddering withthe force of it. She arched up, head thrown back as her body seemed toexplode with the pressure. She had just come down when she was sweptup again to a fresh climax.Jason could hold back no longer. The contractions within her hadbeen his undoing. All he could do was to bury his face in her shoulder andgo with the madness.When it was all over, they still lay entwined, washed in the warmafterglow of love. Jason made as if to withdraw but she held him back."Don't go. Stay with me awhile", she said, softly nibbling his ear."But won't I be too heavy for you?", asked Jason in mock innocence.In answer, Daphne pulled him down to meet her lips.Strangely enough, the thought of him within her was morecomforting than exciting. Buried here, in his warm embrace, she feltloved, even after what he had done. Suddenly remembering what hadhappened, made her resentment istanbul escort rise but she forced it down. There wouldbe time for revenge later.She started to plant soft kisses on his neck and shoulders, runningher hands over his back into his hair. She transferred her attention to hisface, framing it in her hands. Studying it for a minute, she traced theoutline of his lips with her tongue. He captured her mouth, brushing lazy,butterfly kisses across it.Wickedly, Daphne concentrated on tightening her inner muscles,shifting in invitation. She could sense him smile against her cheek butmore than that, she could feel him hardening within her. Fascinated, shefelt herself slowly stretch to accommodate him. Beside her, Jason sighedand murmured ruefully into her ear. "I think it's time for round two."DarkNites IIThe writer dropped her pen like a hot coal, and stretched her achingfingers. The pain in her hand was almost pleasurable when coupled with thedelicious tension in her body.. Her breath came in short, sharp pants.Anne leant back in her armchair, her hands drifting slowly down over her bodyto the point that screamed for relief. Her fingers slipped between her thighs.Wet. Her juice had soaked right through her panties and her silknightshirt. She swung her chair around to face the gardens, leant back andclosed her eyes..In her mind's eye, she was out in the garden, lookingthrough the windows at herself. She saw herself throw a leg over the armof the chair. She saw her fingers push aside the fabric at her crotchand dive in. Anne gasped and pushed back against the chair, eyes squeezedshut as her middle finger worked her clitoris in circles. The feeling ofwet flesh rubbing against her sensitized clit was indescribable..Her other hand crept under the nightshirt, stroking upwards to findher erect nipples. Not for the first time, she was surprised at smooth andfirm her breasts were..Anne started to whimper as the urgency in her built up. Her fingerspicked up the speed, the pleasure was almost too much to bear. There...almost there. YES! YES! NOW! She exploded. She wilted in the chair,exhausted.A soft sound came from behind her. Her eyes opened slowly. A softsmile played around her lips. Strong, familiar hands stroked slowly down hershoulders to cup her breasts. Anne looked up to see Jason in the fleshleaning over her."Adam", his name slipped off her lips sensuously. He caught herhands and pulled her to her feet, catching her as her unsteady legs gave wayunder her. She pressed against his hard body, a wicked sparkle beginning toform in her eyes..Adam glanced over his shoulder at papers sprawled over her desk."Have I been immortalized in yet another of your books?" Anne gave him aslow smile. "You'll have to wait till the book comes out before you findout.."Adam knew the look in her green eyes. The "I'm in control so get readyfor an unforgettable night" look. He ran his palm up her silk-clad back andbent down for a slow, sensuous kiss. Just the way she liked it. She beganbacking him toward her big armchair. One push and he was settled in it.She backed away, one hand fingering her collar and a half-smile on her lips.She leant against the desk, looking him over possessively. InsideAdam's slacks, his penis sprang into action. He leant back, enjoying thefeel of rushing blood and the pressure in his cock. Slowly, Anne shapedthe outside of her thighs, pushing up the hem of her shirt to her hips.Just as slowly, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her briefs anddrew them down. As she knew he would, his eyes followed the scrap of clothas it slipped down her slim, white legs to the floor. On a whim, shehooked the briefs with her foot and stretched her leg out to hand it to him.He accepted it with a half-smile, bringing it to his nose, his eyesmeeting hers over the cloth. Taking her own time, Anne perched herself onthe edge of the desk, arranging the folds of her shirt to conceal andtiltilate. She pressed her legs together and brought them up perpendicularto her body.She leant back, supporting herself with her hands and then pulledup her right leg, letting her bare foot stroke up her other leg. Adam satup straight in the chair, the anticipation was almost unbearable. Annestraightened her leg, enjoying the effect of her teasing. Gracefully, sheswept her leg in a semi-circle, opening her legs wide to reveal to him herwet, red lips, the scent of her arousal wafting towards him.Adam gripped the arms of the chair tightly, every instinct in hisbody screaming at him to leap up and thrust into the hot, wet hole she wasboldly offering him. Anne waited to see if he would break. He didn't.Good, he knew the game.She slid off the desk, and crooked her finger at him. Obediently,he rose to his feet and came to her. He pressed his body against hers,trapping her against the hard wood. Anne could feel his hard shaft throughhis clothes. She closed her eyes, imagining it probing at her hole, inher mouth, between her breasts, feeling the frenzy building inside her.Control it, control it, she repeated to herself.Swiftly she started work on his buttons. Adam took his chance andused her distraction to reach for her breasts. Cupping and squeezing them,flicking her nipples and feeling her body jerk in response. He leant overher, forcing her to bend back over the desk, her breasts rising to offerthemselves to him. His mouth fastened on them. Anne whimpered as hisclever tongue worked her sensitive points through the thin silk, barely ableto keep her hands moving.Anne finally got his shirt undone and went straight for the attack.She pushed him off her and slid away from the table. They circled eachother, eyeing each other warily.Anne was not pleased. The game had changed. He was not longer lettingher have control of the situation. Adam reached for his belt coolly, hiseyes carefully neutral. Slowly, he began to strip for her.He was nude in front of her in moments. God, he was beautiful. Heloved swimming and it showed. He had the toned body of a long distanceswimmer, sleek and strong. Her breathing quickened as her libido went intoover-drive.Adam got the shock of his life when she threw herself at him, herweight knocking him into the long-suffering desk. He doubled over toprotect his groin from flying knees and other flailing body parts so he washardly prepared when she took his ear lobe his her mouth and clamped her teethon it. He froze, the threat in her action unmistakable.Slowly, they straightened, Anne keeping her hold on his ear. Hishands moved to her shoulders, but the sting of teeth on one of his mostsensitive spots changed his mind about shoving her away. He felt her smugsmile against his cheek."Let go, Anne", he demanded in his best dangerous voice. Her onlyresponse was to place her hands on his shoulders and draw her nails softlydown his chest. Adam shuddered against her body but didn't try to fighther. Anne found his nipple with her fingers, teasing its tip in the wayshe loved hers to be touched. Her grip on his ear lobe loosened as sheflicked her tongue across it. Encouraged by the fact that he hadn'ttackled her, she grew bolder.Slowly, ever so slowly, she dragged her free hand down his body,feeling him stiffen as he realised where she was headed. Stroking hispenis was just the start. When she took it in her hand, he groanedinvoluntarily. Sure now, that she was once again in control, she releasedhis ear. A hand in the middle of his chest guided him backwards to herdesk. He slid up on it and lay back, waiting for her.She knelt over him, giving him a fine view before seating herselfastride his thighs. His penis, engorged and throbbing in rhythm with hisheart, drew her gaze. How could she possibly describe how beautiful it wasto her..Secretly, she had always thought she was weird, since she hadalways loved giving blow jobs, watching the ecstasy on her lover's face asshe played his dick like a violin, feeling the power flow through her. Shehad first suspected she was strange in college, when she admitted that sheloved swallowing a man's cum to her friends and watched them get totallygrossed out. Did she care? Hell no! Not when the most exciting thing in theworld was the sight of her lover's face when he climaxed. Right now though,she needed to concentrate on the rest of him.Adam lay beneath her, eyes shut feeling her touch him to hisheart's content. He had never been able to complain that she didn't touchhim enough. Indeed, no part of his body was sacred to her. Her lipsextracted pleasure from areas that he never knew were so sensitive... Hecould feel her work his way down his body, impatience burning in his forthe touch of her lips on his cock.AT LAST! Adam bit his lip as the faint whisper of her breathbrushed against the head of his cock. Nothing. He strained against her,wanting desperately to reach up and force her lips to take him in. Hishands curled into fists at his side as he fought the urge.He opened his eyes as he felt her slide up to lie beside him. Shepropped herself up on an elbow smiling lazily at him, casually trailing a handup and down his chest. Damn! Adam took another deep breath and forced himselfto calm down. She was obviously in no hurry to finish this.Deciding to test the waters himself, Adam raised a hand and strokeda finger down her neck to the valley between her breasts. Anne didn't stophim, so he grew bolder. He found her breast, taking its weight into thepalm of his hand, teasing her nipple with his thumb. He watched her eyesglaze in that familiar way, felt her press herself into him.Swiftly he came off the table and knelt over her. He had alreadydecided that he was going to do unto her as she had done unto him. Hestarted at her feet, stroking upwards on the outside of her legs, over herstomach making a bee-line for her nipples.Carefully, he brushed the tips of his fingers over the sensitivetips of her breast, and heard her gasp softly in response. Lazily, hetraced circles around them, occasionally flicking one throbbing point.Swiftly, he stretched out beside her and bent down to claim her breasts.His tongue played a sweetly, maddening symphony with her body, until shewas clutching him, one leg wrapped tightly around him.Pushing her down onto her back, he lowered himself between her legs,making sure that his cock was probing directly at her vage (I think pussy