Part II (15 page)

She didn’t realize it but Scott’s plan of making her more financially responsible was slowly paying off.

Sarah came home from the gym and found Mariana in the living room watching TV. Normally she was out with Scott or over at his place. But there she was on the sofa, looking somber with her knees curled up to her chest. “Hey Mari, what’s going on?” Sarah walked over to her.  “I thought you would be out with Scott or something. Is everything okay between you two?”

Mariana turned off the TV. “Everything’s fine with us, Sarah, but it’s you I’m concerned with.”

“With me?” Sarah snickered as she sat down on the sofa. “What do you mean?”

“Is everything okay, Sarah?” Mariana pressed. “Like, how are you?”

“I’m fine,” Sarah amused, “what’s going on?”

“I don’t know, you tell me.” Mariana replied. “I know you were watching us the other day.”

“What? What are you talk—”

Marina held up a hand. “Save it. Scott told me you were watching us have sex.”

Sarah was pissed off. She had no idea Scott saw her and thought she concealed herself pretty well behind the entryway. She took it as a sign he wanted her.
I knew it.
“Your door was opened.”

“That doesn’t matter. Our bedrooms are far enough apart where you actually had to walk over to see us,” Mariana commented, “what are you doing?”

“You were loud, Mari.” Sarah reasoned. “I thought you were in pain.”

“Sex moans sound different from pain moans, Sarah, you know that.” Mariana shook her head.

“I was going to close your door!” Sarah defended.

“You would’ve closed it but it stayed opened.” Mariana replied.

"Look, I didn't want to admit it but you gave me no choice," Sarah shook her head, "Scott wants me. There. I said it."

Mariana looked through Sarah's lie. "I think it's the other way around."

“Fine, you want the truth? You got it! I’m jealous, alright? I’m jealous of you and Scott! I’m jealous he does all that kinky shit to you. I’m jealous he buys you expensive things. There, you have it.”

“You have a boyfriend, Sarah. Eric’s a good guy. He’s probably going to be drafted into the NBA next year and he’ll buy you all those expensive things. Why do you want mine?”

“Because you don’t deserve to have him. You’re not his type and I don’t see how he could be remotely interested in you. Someone like Scott dates a model, not a…” Sarah stopped herself before she went too far.

“No, please continue,” Mariana pressed, “Scott doesn’t deserve to date what?”

“The hired help.” Sarah softly replied.

Mariana nodded in amusement. “Since, you honestly believe I don’t deserve my boyfriend than I guess I don’t deserve our friendship.”

“Mari, that’s not what I meant…”

“No, that’s exactly what you meant,” Mariana stood up and began to walk towards her bedroom, “you know, I thought you out of all people would be happy for me. You’re always walking around here quoting passages from the Bible, pretending to be this good Christian woman, and the entire time you want to fuck my man. Well, here’s one less thing you don’t have to worry about: our friendship. Consider this my 30 days notice.”

 *****

“I’m going to need some money out of my savings account this week,” Mariana began as she washed dishes. After her confrontation with Sarah, she headed over to Scott's house and told him the whole story. Scott didn't say a word and just listened. “I’m moving out of my apartment. The conversation with Sarah was the last straw.”

Scott saw the disintegration of their friendship coming from a mile away. He didn't think it would've been this abrupt. “How much do you think you’ll need?” Scott asked.

“I don’t know,” she said, “I wasn’t planning on moving during the middle of my senior year. I was planning to wait after graduation.”

“Have you started looking?”

“Everything is so expensive,” Mariana was exhausted from the drama. She barely ate dinner and her sleep schedule was jacked up.  Even her internship suffered a little. “I’m not doing anymore roommates so I’m going to get a one-bedroom.”

“Are you sure you don’t want any more roommates?” Scott asked.

“After the last one?” Mariana smirked. “I’m good.”

Scott turned off the water and put his hands over Mariana’s.“I think you should have just one more.”

Mariana didn't want to get her hopes up or look too deep in what Scott was saying. “What are you saying?”

“Do I really need to give illustrations to you?” He chuckled.

“I hope this isn’t a pity move-in attempt?”She asked. She wasn't a charity case.

“You’re practically here all the time anyway. Let’s just make it official." He wrapped his arms around her. "You’re moving in this weekend.”

“This weekend?” Even though Mariana was more diligent in her saving habits, she still had a long way to go. “Scott, I can’t afford that! It’s too short notice!”

It was moments like that Scott appreciated Mariana's enthusiasm. She really did forget how much money he had. “I’m sure I can cover it.”

Mariana had to try extra hard to contain the inevitable bounce she had. But always the negotiator, she had some ground rules. “I'll move in only on two conditions…" Mariana began.

There's always a catch.
Scott sighed."I'm listening."

"One, I'm not the forever girlfriend. If I'm moving in with you, eventually we'll get married."

"Fair enough," Scott briefly remembered the incident at Tiffany & Co. and blacked it out of his mind. "And the other condition?"

"You need to hire a maid because I'm officially out of business."

"I can do that."

"And the maid has to be butt-ugly and gross!" Mariana laughed. "I know how you are with the help."

"That's not a problem," Scott wrapped his arms around her. "I'm serious, Mari. I want this forever."

Mariana looked into Scott's eyes. She felt warmth and comfort from them. "I want it forever, too." She hesitated again before speaking. She saw her gynecologist for her annual physical. "I'm on birth control now if that makes a difference."

Scott picked Mariana up and carried her to their bedroom. He laid her down on the bed and joined her. He caressed her face and smiled at her. "What do you want to do tonight?" He asked.

Scott asking Mariana what she wanted to do wasn't an accident. For the first time in their relationship, he was giving her the reins. Whatever she wanted to do, he'll do with no questions. He put her heart at ease and she no longer wondered what was going through his head. She loved him with everything she had.

"Paint me," she replied softly.

Scott nodded and got off the bed. Meanwhile, Mariana hurriedly undressed. She tied her hair back into a bun and laid back down on the bed. She closed her eyes in anticipation as she waited for Scott's next command. 

He demonstrated the painting session on her before and she couldn't believe how much she loved it. It was a part of the
sensation play
she had grown to like and crave so much when she was with him
.
He brought her to new orgasmic heights with each BDSM lesson and she completely trusted him whenever they played.

A few minutes later, she heard him reenter their bedroom and he placed something on one of the end tables. She heard the top drawer open and shut; he retrieved something. She heard him undress and the bed slightly shifted when he climbed on it.

Scott moved her arms above her head and gently tied them to the headboard. He placed a blindfold over her eyes and kissed her lips. "Are you ready, baby?" His lips were touching hers.

"Yes,
Master.
" Mariana breathed.

Scott took a small paint brush and dipped it in honey. He made a light figure-8 motion, circling her breasts and tracing her nipples. He trailed the paintbrush down her navel and outlined her bellybutton. He slowly began to lick the honey trail, using long strokes of His tongue.  His free hand smoothed over her waist as He continued to dab her body with the paint brush.

Scott dipped the paint brush in the honey again and moved down to Mariana's legs. She had an athlete's body, toned and yet curvaceous. Her ass was perfectly round, almost too round to be real. He moved the paint brush against her legs, once again circling and tracing them. His tongue once again followed the trail. He momentarily stopped tracing her body so He could focus on her toes.

Scott lifted up Mariana’s left foot and poured a small amount of honey between her toes. He then flicked His tongue between her toes, stopping to suck each individual one. Scott's warm mouth instantly made Mariana's nipples erect and the warmth between her legs rise. She naturally arched off the bed with a gasp. He licked and sucked her other foot before He moved onto her thighs.

Her soft and supple inner thighs. He loved the heat that radiated from them. They were still soft from the concentrated baby oil she spread on them. They were thick; not flabby or fat. They were perfect and He loved how they felt wrapped around his waist. He lightly moved the paint brush up and down her left thigh, stopping to kiss it every so often. He repeated the same motion on her right thigh, never venturing inside her heat where she really wanted him.

He tossed the paint brush onto the floor and readjusted his position. He took a small amount of honey on his fingers and spread it over her heat. Her pearl was swollen and she was wet with desire. Scott wrapped His arms around her thighs and softly licked her. He heard Mariana let out another gasp, followed by a soft moan. Her body occasionally twitched in anticipation but Scott kept her still. He wanted her to enjoy every moment.

He stopped licking her and trailed his tongue up her body. He stopped to suck on her breasts, playfully biting them. He continued up to her neck, sucking and kissing it as He kissed her lips and Mariana hungrily devoured Him. She could faintly taste a mixture of herself and the honey on His tongue.

Scott nestled himself between Mariana's thighs and entered her. They both inhaled sharply at the pressure and friction and Scott moved slowly. Making love to Mariana without the condom was a different experience; she felt tighter and wetter and Scott thought He was going to explode at any moment.  He reached above Mariana's head and held onto her wrists as He began to thrust faster.

Mariana's moans grew progressively louder. Sweat lightly kissed her body and she felt an orgasm approaching. Her legs began to shake and her breathing became sporadic. "Scott, I'm going to cum!" She moaned.

"Cum on my cock, baby," he panted.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Ahhhh!" Mariana's orgasm was explosive. She almost tore the headboard off.

Scott continued to thrust inside her and pulled out as he was about to cum. He shot his seed on Mariana's pussy, grunting and panting as he did it. He undid Mariana's bondage and laid next to her in bed. The lovers were sweaty, sticky, and spent.

"I love you, Scott," Mariana had a glazed over look in her eyes. She was in orgasmic heaven.

Scott was there with her.  He was going back to Tiffany & Co. but now with Mariana in tow. "I love you, too, Mari."

****

 “I’m going to need you to look up travel arrangements for me,” Scott instructed to Elissa, “I need two tickets to Decatur, business class for 10 days in late December.”

“Alright, what are the dates and departure/arrival times?” Elissa asked.

“Christmas night, late evening departure. The return flight will depart on January 4th, early morning arrival. I’m going to spend New Year’s out there with my family.”

“And bringing Mariana?” Elissa smiled.

Scott didn’t try to hide it. “That obvious?”

“When will you understand I know everything that goes on around here?”

“Who told you?” He asked.

Whenever Mariana was near Scott, he smiled and became friendlier. He used to work insane hours and suddenly, he was quick to be home by seven. But it was when he placed an order for those roses for that convinced Elissa what was going on. It was a tell-tale sign he was in love with her. “No one did.” Elissa shook her head. “Your demeanor explained it all. You’re nicer, even the employees had wondered what was up with you.”