mixed with a sudden obscene stimulation rippled over her at his lewd suggestion.
'Oh no… no,' she exclaimed. 'Please…!'
'Who're you trying to fool, little girl, yourself?' he said, sharply, his eyes narrowing. 'Because you're not kidding me one little bit. That tight, sweet pussy of yours wants it so bad that I'm almost afraid to shove my cock into it… it might eat it alive…'
'Oh God, please, A.C… stop! Please stop!' she begged, feeling the hot tears seeping into her eyes once more.
'No… no, I'm not going to stop,' he said evenly. 'Because I know you want it just as bad as I want to give it to you… and because there's no way out of it, Darling… unless you're prepared to answer to Mark… Do you follow me clearly?'
Dianne couldn't hold back the sinking sensation creeping over her as she stared into his sudden lust-incited face. Oh God, yes, she followed him only too clearly! And she'd thought he had been go kind… such a gentleman! Then, Mark's words flickered through her mind once more: 'You do anything to upset my applecart… you make one wrong move…!' Dear Lord, after the way he'd struck her for nothing… the vicious look on his face… She was afraid of him… afraid of what he really might do to her should she destroy this alliance of his with the Reed Machine…!
She was trapped! Completely and hopelessly caught in a web of circumstances spun by unscrupulous, coldly calculating men…!
'Oh… please don't!' she gasped in surprise, making another effort to free herself, but it was useless. His hand had snaked around her slender waist and drew her tightly to him. 'Please… please…' she begged.
He kissed her, his hot mouth crushing down hard against the soft petals of her lips, his other hand moving upward along her cringing ribs to her full, erect breast and smothering it in its huge palm, his long thick fingers kneading and caressing while the breath reluctantly seeped out of her.
Suddenly, she was trembling with strange sensations, a wave of mixed emotions spreading through her… shame, humiliation and anger, blended with the unsurpressable physical need of her love-starved body. Her loins tingled between her legs at his powerful masculine nearness; still, she struggled, though not violently, not hating or despising him for what he was doing, yet hardly appreciating or fully giving herself to the pleasure of it. His obvious lust frightened her, repelled her, and the fact that he was forcing himself upon her caused rage and humiliation to seize simultaneous control, momentarily; but she couldn't ignore the resurrected tingling sensations he had revived and sent racing vibrantly over her whole body at the gentle stroking of her breast.
Oh God, she had to fight him… she had to! He kissed her again and again, his hot wet mouth and tongue moving eagerly over her face. She sensed her wits leaving her as the hot sensuous craving increased in her belly; almost unconsciously she slipped her arms upward around his neck and opened her mouth to his searching tongue.
She gasped breathlessly into his mouth, the nipple of her breast hardening erectly as he pinched and rolled it gently through her clothes, initiating further little electric-like shocks of excitement to swirl through her, even as her shame rose up in her throat in an effort to choke and counter-balance this madness that was taking command of her.
'I'm going to fuck you now, Baby… and you're going to love it,' he breathed hotly into her open mouth, running his hand down her ribs and over the full swell of her rounded hip and along her outer thigh, then back up to press beneath her and cup the softness of her buttocks.
Her whole voluptuous body recoiled and tensed against him and she tried to fight him in earnest, but it was simple for him to control her with his powerful hands and his heavy body half on top of her.
'You luscious bitch!' he repeated. 'I'm going to fuck yon like you've never been fucked before…!'
'Oh God, no… no! Please… you can't… We can't… We just can't…!' Dianne moaned, her brain reeling in the throes of the strange conflicting emotions overwhelming her, wagging her head negatively and causing her long blonde silken-hair to whip back and forth; yet, even as the words tumbled from her lips she sensed the barriers of her restraint slowly crumbling, the very sound of the obscene words he used strangely exciting her.
'Yes… yes, we can, Dianne,' he breathed softly, covering her mouth with his and sucking at her lips, his big hand suddenly moving up beneath her dress, smoothing along the soft skin of her tightly clenched, warm thighs. 'I'm going to slip my cock right up into that tight little cunt of yours… hold that beautiful ass tight in my hands and fuck into you until you pour out every last ounce of this pent-up feeling that's tearing you apart,' he hissed as she stared fixedly into his eyes, her breathing increasing with every licentious passion-building word that came from his mouth. 'But first I'm going to lick and suck that little pussy like you've never dreamed of in your lifetime…' he went on, his hand coursing up over the flat plane of her now quivering belly, then back down to the thin, nylon covered swell of her pubic mound to gently stroke and tease at her dampening vaginal split beneath. 'And you're going to love me for it… love and beg me to fuck and fuck and fuck you…'
'Ooohhhh,' Dianne breathed heavily, her arms encircling tightly around his neck in a sudden uncontrollable burst of passion, her aroused body could not, and did not want to, harness. Her fear was still strong inside her, but it was no longer fear of her dilemma, nor of her husband, nor what she knew was to come… but simply fear at her own collapse of principals and morals… for as certain as she wantonly kissed him at that moment, thrusting her tiny tongue deep into his mouth, while his hand that she had let slip down between her soft yielding thighs pressed and rubbed at her nylon-shielded, palpitating, moist pussy, she knew that she was going to let this unscrupulous, handsome man make love to her…
'Are you ready, Darling?' he whispered, suddenly removing his taunting hand from beneath her dress and slipping it under both of her legs at the knees. 'Ready to be sucked and fucked and made love to like you've never had it in your life…?'
'Oh God… Oh God, yes, yes!' her mind blurted involuntary, hardly realizing the words had come from her own mouth. 'Love me, Darling! Love me! I need it so bad…!'
CHAPTER NINE
A.C. Faro could hardly comprehend the meaningful depths of the passion-filled response spewing from her soft, wet lips into his face. He only knew that the heat and aroma of her hot, sweet breath was setting him wild… as if he were not already charged with lust from the mere sight and feel of her soft, supple body. Christ, he couldn't wait any longer!
He lifted her into his arms and stood. She clung to him, her arms locked around his neck, her head on his shoulder, and he carried her, still whimpering, along the hallway to a bedroom. There, in the darkness, he kissed her again and felt her tongue slide into his mouth almost wantonly. His prick throbbed and strained in his pant-leg, until he thought it was going to break, rip out by the roots, if he didn't release it soon.
'Oh God… what are we doing, Darling?' she whined. 'It isn't right… it isn't right… but I want you to… I need to be loved so badly…' She moaned and A.C. felt her hot tears against his face.
'It's all right, Baby… it's all right,' he whispered reassuringly. 'We're going to do what's expected of us… We're going to make love… fuck and suck to our hearts content… until every muscle in your body is relaxed and filled with love.'
'Yes… oh yes, Darling… I want you to! I do!' she gasped.
He kissed her again: 'Now, I'm going to put you down. Do you want to undress yourself…?'
'Yes. Let's do it quickly. I'm frightened. I don't want a moment when you're not touching me. Please hurry.'
'I'll hurry, don't worry. You want the light?' he asked.
'No! No! Not… not at first, anyway.'
He lowered her to the floor and Dianne began to almost hypnotically remove her clothes, shutting all else from her mind but the thought of the rapture to come. She could hear him and the rustle of his clothing as he removed them, and suddenly a tingling chill spiraled through her at the thought that in moments she would be in bed naked with a strange man… a handsome, wicked man, his hot hard flesh pressed tightly against her own, his maleness rigid and throbbing in anticipation of making love to her. It was wrong! Terribly, terribly wrong! But she had to have him… have it! Her body was going insane with its need… and then, a sudden thought flashed through
