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Marielle enjoyed the sensation but when he
climbed off the bed, untied her wrists and handed her the phone she
groaned. "You're right, I am sorry."

"I'm going to take a shower. Call your friend
-- and don't touch yourself," he added darkly. "You don't come
again until I say you can. Is that clear?"

She grimaced. "Yes, sir."

Once Raven disappeared into the bathroom
Marielle dialed Jilly's number, "This better be really good."

"It's really bad, actually," her friend said.
"Vanessa called me to go pick up the actress the studio hired to
replace Jess Carter. She's flying in first thing this morning."

Since Jilly had been hired as Vanessa's
production assistant she'd been sharing inside info like this with
Marielle but this time she didn't understand why. "So what's the
big deal? We needed a new actress before we started shooting."

Jilly sighed. "You don't understand. It's
Lena Talbot. You know, that actress they voted the sexiest woman
alive. She's also -- "

"I know who she is." Marielle closed her
eyes. "Raven's ex."

* * *

After punishing Marielle by denying her an
orgasm, James Raven expected his little lover to be quiet -- even
grumpy -- as they took his private car over to the set. This was
the first time he'd used sexual discipline in their relationship.
He was pleased that she had taken it so well. Being interrupted by
the phone call had annoyed him but it had also provided him with
the chance to think about his future with Mari.

He didn't want to frighten her off by
demanding too much but very soon he intended to ask her to come
home with him after the film. On the island he owned off the coast
of Ireland, they could have complete privacy as well as the time to
discover if they were the perfect fit they seemed to be.

Raven glanced over at Marielle. She had yet
to say a word to him. Her mood was definitely subdued but she
seemed more distracted than chastised. The way she stared out the
passenger window, her gaze seemingly blind to the scenery, worried
him.

This wasn't anything to do with sex, Raven
decided, and took her cold hand in his to get her attention. "Why
did your friend call so early?"

She blinked as if startled and then ducked
her head. "Jilly wanted to let me know that the studio found an
actress to replace Jess Carter."

"You're worried about your job?" He threaded
his fingers through hers. "Don't be. You've offered such great
suggestions that I'm keeping you on as my personal assistant."

"Maybe you won't have to… Raven, they hired
Lena Talbot as your new co-star."

"Lena." He sat back. "So I'm the one they
want to punish now."

"By co-starring with the sexiest woman
alive?" Marielle shook her head. "The two of you together will make
Fascination a guaranteed blockbuster movie."

"If I don't tear up my contract." Raven
sighed. "You know I was engaged to Lena for three years."

"Everyone knows. Do you still have feelings
for her?"

He recalled in an instant everything before
the breakup. "God, no." As his driver pulled into the parking lot,
Raven spotted a cluster of crew members encircling a striking
brunette dressed in red and an Asian man dressed in black. "It
might be best if you go directly to my trailer and wait for me
there."

She gave him an odd look. "Sure. Whatever you
want." she said.

Raven watched his lover's blonde ponytail
sway along with her hips as she strode across the lot, skirting the
group gathered around Lena. Only when Mari was out of sight did he
get out of the car and walk over to greet his ex. "Hello,
Lena."

"Well, well." His former fiancée sauntered
over to give him a hug and kissed the air next to his cheek before
she drew back and inspected him. "You've buffed quite a bit since
the last time we met. I can't wait to get naked with you."

"Unfortunately, you're the only one with nude
scenes," he said. "How is Charles?"

Bright anger flicked through her famous
golden eyes before she said, "You should really keep up with the
gossip columns, Raven. Charlie and I uncoupled after his last stint
in rehab to treat his sex addiction. I've been single ever
since."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"What about you?" She flicked a glance at his
car. "Who's the little blonde girl? Do you have a daughter I don’t
know about?"

"She's my assistant." He considered warning
Lena to stay away from Mari but knew anything he said would only
make the actress more determined to squash his lover. "Who's the
big guy?"

Lena flicked her fingers in a dismissive
gesture. "Tao is my bodyguard."

Raven glanced at the other man's impassive
face. "Have you read the script yet?"

"I tested for it. I had to turn down the role
at first because of a scheduling conflict but now I'm free as a
bird." She took his arm. "Now why don't you walk me up and
introduce me to our director?"

* * *

Several hours later Marielle walked down to
the catering tent to pick up Raven's lunch order. She mulled
grabbing a sandwich for herself but her she had no appetite.

"Hey, wait up." Jilly hurried down the stairs
and joined her. "Vanessa is going over the afternoon schedule with
Lena in her trailer so I actually get a lunch break today."

"Good for you." Marielle gave the platters of
wrapped sandwiches a desultory glance. "What are you having?"

"Whatever doesn't make my hips bigger." Jilly
frowned. "You sound depressed. Everything okay with you and the
Raveman?"

"Yeah, I guess." She rolled her eyes. "I'm
his P.A. now. I wonder how I'm going to list that on my
resume."

"At least you don't work for Lena." Her
friend sighed. "I hated her at first sight, you know. All that
perfect hair, big gold eyes and a body that won't quit. I don't
think she has pores."

"She is really beautiful."

"And she has that hot bodyguard and tons of
money and she's talented on top of all that. I was hoping she'd be
a lousy Melanie but after seeing her act I have to admit she's
completely believable." Jilly walked over with her to the caterer's
to-go table. "What did you think of her first run as Melanie?"

A melodic voice purred behind them. "I'd love
to hear what you thought of my performance, Ms. Fairchild."

Marielle glanced back at Lena Talbot, who was
dressed in a red velvet robe and had her hair piled atop her head.
Behind her was her bodyguard, who regarded her with an impassive
stare.

"It was brilliant," she said. "You've brought
Melanie to life without sacrificing the depth or the subtlety of
the character. Everyone who sees this film will feel that."

Lena's bodyguard smiled a little while Lena
stepped closer. She used a finger to tip up Marielle's chin. "I can
see why Raven is so smitten with you. You've made such an art of
sucking up he must get a hard-on the moment you say hello."

"Jill, will you give us a minute?" Marielle
asked her friend, who nodded and went over to the beverage table.
"Miss Talbot, I meant what I said. You are an amazingly talented
performer."

"You're not so bad yourself." Lena's eyes
filled with sleepy malice. "But a child like you can't handle
Raven. He's a man of very particular tastes."
Marielle kept her expression bland. "I don't know what you
mean."

The other woman's eyebrows rose. "Surely you
know about his penchant for night roses?"

Marielle remembered Raven using that term
when he fondled her bottom. But she couldn't tell Lena that.
"Perhaps you should talk to Raven about this."

"Why?" The other woman bent her head and
murmured, "He wants to put his big bad cock in your ass. Small as
you are, he knows he'll tear you to pieces. So he won't.
Eventually, he'll get bored and look for the one woman who can take
anything he gives her." She ran a hand along the curve of her hip
before she sauntered off. The bodyguard followed.

"I take back everything I just said about
that bitch," Jilly muttered. "What was she whispering to you? It
looked really intense."

"Nothing worth repeating." Marielle turned to
the waiting caterer. "I'd like to pick up the order for James
Raven, please."

Jilly insisted on walking back up to the set
with her and complained about Lena and Vanessa the entire time.
Once they reached Raven's trailer Marielle finally said, "Listen, I
appreciate the moral support but you can't talk like this. Anyone
could overhear you. Vanessa is your boss and Lena is your lead
actress. You have to respect them."

"You're a saint, you know that?" Jilly said
before she kissed her cheek. "Call me tonight. We'll bitch about
Lena Meana and Cruel Newell on our own time."

Marielle was still smiling as she stepped
inside the trailer and found Raven with Lena Talbot on his lap.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Her face flamed as she spun back around and
reached for the door. "I'll come back later -- "

"Don't go." Raven pushed Lena onto her feet.
"Ms. Talbot was just leaving."

"I'll be waiting." Lena smiled at Marielle as
she sidled past her and left the trailer, leaving a wake of French
perfume.

"Lock the door," Raven said. When she did, he
rose and took the boxed lunch from her. "Lena now knows about us,
thanks to Vanessa and her big mouth. She wants to make trouble. She
climbed on my lap when she saw you walking toward the trailer."

"There won't be any more trouble," Marielle
said. "I'm going to resign, effective today."

Raven's eyes blazed copper fire. "You're not
leaving me."

"Lena is a tremendously gifted actress,"
Marielle said. "She's utterly amazing in this part -- as if she
were born to play Melanie. The chemistry between you two is unreal.
This could be the most important movie you ever make, Raven. I
refuse to get in the way of that." And I can't give you what you
need, she added silently.

"This isn't about her, the damn movie, or my
career. It's about us."

"What us?" she said. "First I'm your line
coach, then your practice dummy and now I'm your sex toy. There is
no such thing as a P.A. with benefits, Raven."

"Oh, but there is. Let me show you." He took
hold of her wrist and hauled her back through the trailer to his
bedroom. He pushed her inside and bolted the door.

Marielle eyed the bed and then him. "We can't
do this now. You have to report back to the set in thirty
minutes."

"Fuck the shoot. We need to clarify your
position." He advanced on her, his big hands clamping on her arms
and spinning her around before he bent her over the bed. "Remember
this?"

Marielle closed her eyes as she felt him pull
up her skirt and jerk down her panties. "Raven, please. Come on. We
can't play around here."

"You know the safe word." He splayed one hand
over her 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."