Control, Enkindle

We did manage to get a few rubs and squeezes of various body parts in under the cover of the water though. I didn't think anyone other than Allie noticed and she only gave me a knowing grin when I caught her eyes.

It wasn't until later when Allie and I was alone in our room that I got a chance to ask her about the research she had been doing without my knowledge. When I did she got really excited and nervous at the same time.

"Oh please Mr Jason, let me keep it a secret for now," she said, big smile on her face and wringing her hands. "I want it to be a surprise."

I raised an eyebrow at her and she became even more nervous. "It's nothing bad, I swear," she said, begging me with her eyes.

I wasn't sure about granting her wish. Not that I thought it could be anything bad or damaging to me but I just wasn't comfortable with having something being kept from me, well intentioned or not.

After a minute of mulling it over I asked, "Does it have anything to do with the nanobots?"

"Yes," she said, hesitant. "But please don't make me tell you anything more. I want to show you when it's ready."

I was sitting on the bed, shifting my eyes at her, still not sure. She was wearing her bikini and I noticed that it was still a bit damp as she climbed into my lap, straddling me and placing her arms around my neck. Looking down her body I felt a stirring in my nether region. The red color of her bikini matched her hair almost perfectly.

"I'll make it worth the wait," she said, her eyes taking on a darker shade and her voice turning smooth and lustful.

The corners of my mouth twitched. She was trying to seduce me and it was working. Still, I didn't want to make it too easy for her.

"I don't know..." I said, reaching up to stroke her side. She placed one hand over mine and moved it to her breast, the red fabric feeling a little cold but without diminishing the delicious feeling of squeezing her flesh.

"I'll let you fuck me in the ass," she said, voice husky and low, biting her lower lip very much like Melinda sometimes did.

I couldn't help but grin at that. If I wanted to do that I didn't need her permission. I could just order her. I did enjoyed the fact that she was offering though.

"Now that is tempting," I said, grinning and giving her bikini clad ass a squeeze.

She began crawling backwards, all the while looking at me with a sultry grin and playful eyes. I let her do her thing and watched as she came to a stop near my crotch area, giving me a wink before pulling my trunks down, my cock springing lose and almost slapping her on the chin.

I let out a sigh of pleasure when she pumped me a few times before taking the head into her mouth, swirling her tongue around, tickling me in a most pleasurable way. It was hard to tell but I thought she was grinning at me, keeping her almost black eyes locked on mine, bobbing her head slowly up and down, taking more of me for every bob.

It felt great, Allie getting more attuned to my needs for every passing day, finding the best ways to please me. Before she had been valuable to me but now more and more I had begun to depend on her. And not just for sex, I could get that elsewhere if I wanted. I was beginning to grow real emotions for her. Not love, that feeling an alien and bizarre concept to me, but perhaps something similar.

She was fondling my balls and taking me as far in as she could, causing me to lean my head back and let out a groan. Letting my cock slide out of her, her lips making a popping sound, she gave me a playful smile before licking the side of my rod, sliding all the way down to my balls before going back up, sending delicious shudders running down my back.

I really needed to find some way to show her how much she meant to me. I could just tell her and make her believe it but that's not what I wanted. Absolute control over someone might sound arousing and don't get me wrong, it's one of the best feelings in the world, but there comes a point where allowing personal decision is almost as satisfying. The key point lies in the word 'allowing'.

She was doing a really good job at sucking me off. So good in fact that I was almost ready to shoot my load after only a few minutes of her attention.

"Allie, sweetie," I groaned out, drawing her attention and making her look up. I felt her mouth muscles tense up in what I assumed was a smile when she realized what was about to happen.

Instead of letting it happen though I pushed her off me, a slightly disappointed expression appearing on her face as I did.

"Come here," I said, chuckling at her dejected face, reaching out to her. Her face melted into a grin as she stood up, sliding her bikini bottoms to the floor before taking my hand.

She began straddling me, my cock resting in the crack of her ass as I pulled her down, giving her a fierce kiss. I didn't care about the slight salty taste from my dick, instead enjoying the way she melted into me, letting out a small moan as I felt her tongue texture with my own.

One of her delicate hands trailed down my chest until it got to my cock, our mouths still locked in our passionate kiss. She lined herself up, placing the tip at her entrance before beginning to slide down.

The kiss was broken by simultaneous moans from the both of us as she slowly reached bottom, my tip coming to a rest next to her cervix. For a moment we held still there, me enjoying the occasional twitch in her pussy as she tensed her muscles. We were both grinning like mad, staring deep into each others eyes.

Then she began moving, sliding her body forward and biting her lower lip before going back down, a slow moan escaping her lips. I placed both of my hands on her neck and pulled her down for another kiss. She caught my lower lip between her teeth, rising up for another thrust, another moan breaking our faces apart when I decided to push into her.

It was much more sensual and emotion filled lovemaking than I had ever experienced before, something deeper than just carnal lust. We kept up our slow pace, enjoying and feeling each other on a different level than we had ever done previously. After I don't know how much time had passed her body began tensing up. She crushed her lips against mine and pushed herself down hard on my cock, letting out muffled moans between our mouths as she came.

I, too, was getting close but I held back, wanting to take her up on her offer before I finished. As soon as she had come down from her climax, panting and smiling, I flipped us around, me lying on top of her instead. I did a few thrusts like that before slipping out of her.

Sitting up on my knees I lifted her legs into the air, placing one of them over my shoulder. I moved the tip of my cock down to her pink rosebud.

"Please be gentle," she whispered, feeling it nuzzled against her back entrance. "I haven't... before..."

I gave her a reassuring smile. "Shhh, sweetie. I'll be gentle. I promise," I said and began applying a little pressure.

It was tight, much tighter than anything I could remember, but her juices served as a good lubricant. Her face contorted a little, showing that it wasn't entirely painless for her. I kept increasing the pressure until finally she let out a hiss as the head slipped past her sphincter muscles.

"Wait," she said, breathing hard. "Just... give me a moment."

I did as she asked, holding still to let her acclimate. After a minute she nodded, gesturing for me to continue.

"How does it feel?" I asked, pushing half an inch into her.

Her face was locked in a expression of concentration. "It's... painful," she said and met my gaze, a sea of emotion staring at me. "But not all unpleasant."

I took that as a cue to continue, pushing an inch deeper. Other than taking a deep breath she didn't react. I then put up a constant pressure until my cock had slid, inch by inch, all the way into her. It felt like someone was pushing a tight ring over my dick.

"God that feels good," I groaned, feeling my balls rest against skin.

Her look of concentration got a slight surprised expression to it. "It's really all the way in?" she asked, a hint of disbelief in her voice.

"It is," I said and took her hand. "Feel it," I continued, placing it where our bodies were conjoined.

Her lips twitched when she felt her skin pulled tight around the very base of my erection. "It really is," she said. "Oh god it's really all the way in."

I pulled out a little, feeling her fingers slide along my shaft. "You're really fucking my ass," she said, sounding like she couldn't believe it.

"I am," I said, pushing back inside her, causing her to let out a gasp.

I took it slow at first, not wanting to hurt her. After a while she moved her hand up to her pussy, beginning to rub her clit. "It feels... weird..." she said and let out a low moan. "Good weird."

I increased my pace at that, taking that as she was enjoying it. And indeed, as my pace went up her moans increased.

"I can't believe you're fucking my ass," she groaned, one hand playing with her pussy while the other pulled one of her bikini cups down, exposing a delicious perky breast.

"Turn around," I told her, slipping out of her. She did just that, getting up on all four and pushing her ass in the air. I wasted no time and lined myself up, applying pressure to her puckered ass once again. This time it was easier to enter and she let out a moan when I began sliding into her again, one hand playing with her pussy.

"Down," I said, giving her upper back a push. She understood the hint and lowered herself, burying her face in the mattress. This pushed her ass up just that little bit extra.

I gradually increased my speed until I was fucking her like I would if it had been her pussy. It was so tight and wonderful, my balls slapping against her sex with every thrust.

I don't know how long I fucked her like that but eventually she came a second time, crying out her passion into the mattress. Feeling my own climax getting close again I didn't stop to let her recover, only increasing my pace.

"I'm gonna come in your ass, sweetie," I said.

"Ungh ungh ungh... yes... please come in my ass... ungh... Mr Jason," she said between moans, her voice muffled.

That was enough for me and I pulled her waist forcefully towards me, burying myself as deep as I could. I let out a roar when my cock exploded, filling her ass with my sticky juice. I held still there, only doing small thrusts as load after load flowed into her.

I felt my muscles burn as I slipped out of her, a small trickle of cum running down and over her pussy. Feeling spent I threw myself on the bed next to her, closing my eyes. I heard her shuffle around then felt her crawl onto me, opening my eyes in surprise when I felt her take me in her mouth again.

It felt amazing but it was too soon for me to go for another round. This didn't seem to be her intent though as after only a couple of minutes she let my cock go and instead snuggled up to me, laying her head on my chest.

After a moment of just laying there in the afterglow she tilted her head to look at me. "I did good?" she whispered.

I couldn't help it. I chuckled. "Yes sweetie. Very good," I said. That seemed to be enough for her as she looked back down and snuggled closer to me, content with the praise.

I was feeling sleepy and was almost out when she spoke again. "So can I keep my secret?" she asked.

Stroking her back once and giving her ass a squeeze I said, "Yes, for now. I might need more convincing tomorrow though."

She laughed and gave me a big smile, looking very happy, planting a big kiss on my cheek. "That could be fun," she said, laying back down. It only took a few more minutes before we were both sound asleep.

-o-o-o-o-o-

The next day I was woken up by my cell phone alarm. I had set it up the day before to go off well before what I already knew was going to happen. Despite feeling tired and awfully comfortable where I was, the woman next to me warm and soft, I forced myself to get up, not wanting to miss the show. Allie let out a humming noise and rolled over, her naked back towards me. I decided to let her sleep. The ensuing chaos would most likely wake her up anyway.

I didn't go downstairs, instead finding a window overlooking the front driveway. From there I would be able to observe when the shit was about to hit the fan.

It was still very early, the sun having just gone up over the horizon, when a few minutes later, just as I knew it would, a cab pulled onto the driveway. It didn't drive all the way in, stopping just inside the gate to let out its passenger.

A haggard, pale looking Tom began stumbling his way up the driveway. He looked rough, his hair frazzled and his tie hanging untied around his neck. His movement was erratic and more than once he tripped over his own feet, almost falling over and planting his face in the limestone gravel. I couldn't help but grin as I watched him make his way towards the front door, taking much longer than a person should. The show was about to start.

The doorbell rang but I didn't move from my spot, not intending to be the one who opened the door. After a few moments of silence he rang the doorbell again, this time holding it down a few seconds longer.

Around the corner and down the hall I heard what I was waiting for, the sound of a bedroom door opening. I just hoped it wasn't Cassandra or Marcus. My concern was mollified a few seconds later when I spotted Anastasia, wearing a red silk robe, pass by my somewhat secluded spot, on her way towards the stairs. Perfect.

I took a few steps closer to the stairs after she had passed, wanting to be able to hear what transpired below. Tom had time to ring the bell one more time before she reached the door, the sound of it swinging open reaching my ears.

"Oh Tom..." I heard her say and come to a sudden stop.

"Uh, hey," Tom's grainy voice said.

"What happened?" she asked with concern. "Are you... are you drunk?"

There was some shuffling before he said, "Nah. Haven't had a drop."

Time to begin my own part. Standing on top of the stairs I could see both of them at the door, Anastasia with her arms crossed and Tom leaning against the doorframe. Taking out my phone I quickly found his number and hit dial, making sure my number was not shown to the recipient.

"Where have you been? You were supposed to be here yesterday," Anastasia said, an edge in her voice.

"I..." he began but was interrupted by his phone starting to buzz, playing the song Cotton Eye Joe by Rednex. I had programmed his phone to do just that the day before, thinking it would fit the situation perfectly, that is, not at all.

I saw him pull his phone out and look at it before clicking the call off. Anastasia's eyes followed the phone but she didn't move to do anything.

"Listen baby... I can explain everything," he said, running a hand through his sweat coated hair. I would certainly like to see him try to explain anything.

Neither of them spoke for a moment before Anastasia shifted her weight to her other foot, saying, "Well?"

He opened his mouth but no sound came out. After a few seconds he closed it again. I decided that would be a good time to make another call.

Again the song began playing and Tom took out his phone, clicking it off. This time I saw Anastasia give a small jerk when he moved to put it away. Still she didn't do anything.

"I..." he started again but nothing else came out. Anastasia glared at him, waiting for him to say something, anything.

Pushing ahead I made a third call. This time when Tom pulled out the phone and was about to click the call Anastasia seemed to have had enough. Just like I planned she ripped the phone out of his hand and ended the call.

"For god's sake," she said and went to turn the phone off when she froze.

A tense few seconds passed. I had pretty good eyesight and from my position I could see the phone just over her shoulder. I wasn't able to make out any specific details but his phone background contained quite a bit of color similar to that of naked flesh.

"What is this?" she asked, voice low and cold.

One of the ladies must have changes his background to one of the pictures they had taken. It was a genius move that I hadn't even thought about. I had all these other plans set up to make her eventually look at his picture folder but this worked out much, much better.

"Ehm, what do you mean?" Tom slurred.

"Why are there two naked women on your phone?" she asked, her voice going up a fraction, and started to click through his phone.

He tried to grab it but she pulled away. "Baby listen... I can explain," he said, desperation in his voice.

"What the fuck is this!?" she yelled when i assumed she found the camera pictures.

"Listen-" he tried but she wouldn't let him finish.

"So this is what you do when you come to visit your fiancé! Make reservations at hotels to fuck other women," she yelled, throwing the phone across the hallway floor. A piece of plastic came apart but I could see that the display was still working.

He took a step forward, "Baby-" he began but was cut off when she slapped him. It looked painful and it made him stumble. I could only assume his state of inebriation was due to the cocaine bag I had left with them.

"I had my doubts about you," she yelled and hit him again, this time with a closed fist. "But you were acting so nice and I guess I was just a stupid fucking girl for thinking it could be real."

She kept pelting him with punches that he tried to block. He wasn't very successful due to his current state of intoxication.

"Ouch! Baby... please. Fuck that hurts," he tried but she didn't let up, ending it all with a solid kick between his legs.

"Fuck you, you fucking asshole!" she yelled as he crumpled to the ground, clutching his groin. She whirled around and stormed back up the stairs.

When she came to the top she noticed me and came to an abrupt halt. I could see tears start to form in her eyes before she continued, pushing past me and storming back into her room, slamming the door shut.

Down the hall I saw the door to the master bedroom open and Cassandra's head peek out. From the look she gave me I knew she had heard the yelling that transpired downstairs.

"I'll take care of this," I said, nodding down the stairs. "You take care of her."

She gave me a worried nod before opening the door fully and stepping out, in the process of pulling on a robe similar to the one Anastasia had worn. I got a good eyeful of her naked body before she closed the robe and tied the string around herself.

As I descended the stairs I heard her knock on Anastasia's door. Walking over to the still groin clutching and groaning Tom I hoisted him to his feet. His pain filled expression got a look of rage to it when he saw that it was me.

"Hope you had a good night," I said before pushing him outside.

"You- you did this," he said, having to grab a hold of the porch railing to not fall over.

Closing the door behind him I fixed him with a grin. "Yep. And there's nothing you can do about it," I said and pulled my phone out.

"I'll kill you," he threatened. If I hadn't already known that such actions would be impossible for him to take I would have been inclined to believe him. His expression of hate and rage certainly looked authentic enough.