Chapter 12 Sweet As Sugar #2
“Because you are my dad’s best friend, that’s why,” I say.
“Right now,” he says before kissing my neck. “I’m the one who can help you the most.”
“O-okay,” I stammer and do as he says. My heart is slamming against my ribs as I drag my shorts down before letting them drop to my feet. He leans down and takes my feet out of them one at a time before spreading my legs further apart. “Marc...”
“Bend, then we will talk,” he says. I nod and press my legs against the couch as I lean over and grab the back. “What is it?”
“I don’t know if...”
“Stop,” he says. “Don’t mention anything about what anyone else thinks. Only what you think.”
“You’ve known me my entire life,” I say.
“And what a beautifully fuckable woman you have turned out to be,” he says as he pushes two of his thick fingers into me, making me gasp. “So wet for me, Raven. You want this little cunt pounded, don’t you?”
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Good girl, Raven,” he says. “Since you’ve lost your attitude, I’ll let you choose. Do you want it here or in your bed?”
“Uhm... bed,” I answer.
“Lead the way,” he says as he pulls his fingers out of me and pulls me to stand. I am shaking as we walk back to my room, his hand resting on the small of my back. When I get to my bed, I stop.
“I... I don’t know what I’m doing,” I say.
“You have had sex before, yes?”
“Yeah. It’s just been a while and it’s never been... like this,” I admit quietly.
“No one has ever dominated you?” he asks, and I shake my head.
“It’s very simple. I tell you to do something and you do it.
You have faith that I will keep you safe and I have faith that you will communicate with me if I cross a line.
Your safe word is red. Use it and I will stop.
That is the only way that I will stop. Got it?
” he asks, I nod again. “Out loud, Raven.”
“Yes,” I breathe.
“That is master to you, got it?”
“Yes, Master,” I say.
“Take your shirt off,” he commands. “Then get your knees and elbows at the end of the bed.”
I nod and do as he says. My hands are shaking as I pull my shirt off. His hands snake around me to palm my breasts and pinch at my nipples. When he pulls away, I get on the bed. I am bent over for him, and I am trying to not have a panic attack when I hear his zipper.
Marc grabs my hips and with one swift thrust he buries his cock inside of me.
He is fucking huge. I yell out as he stretches me impossibly wide.
“You’re so fucking tight,” Marc growls. He starts fucking me hard and fast, and all I can do is force my screams into whimpers as he rails me into the bed.
At one point he thrusts so hard that my knees come out from under me.
He moves me to where I am bent over the bed before grabbing the back of my neck and fucking me harder.
Despite the pain, the pleasure he is creating is so intense that I come repeatedly, making my body shake as the orgasms move through me.
Eventually, after what feels like forever, he offers me a few more forceful thrusts before pushing in as deep as he can and filling me with his come as he moans my name.
“Fuck,” he pants. Before moving to lay in the bed, then pulls me up to lay with him. He has me lay my head on his chest as he rubs my back and I relax into him.
Marc is a fit and handsome man. Apparently, he also fucks like a beast. Sable is going to lose her shit.
“I’m so confused,” I admit a while of silence.
“I’m sure,” Marc chuckles. “I’m going to make you an offer and I want you to understand is that you don’t have to accept. Well… one part you do.”
“What?” I ask.
“First, you’re going to come work as my assistant. If I had known you needed a job, I would have hired you a long time ago,” he says. “I will pay you well, but in addition to that… I will support you entirely so long as you make yourself available for me to use how I see fit.”
“Meaning I let you fuck me senseless and in exchange, you buy me things?”
“Yes. Clothes, shoes, bills, whatever. I have the money to do what I want with, and I’d like to make us both happy,” he says.
“I get fucked like that and I get free things?” I ask.
“Basically,” he chuckles.
“Does that make me a prostitute?” I ask.
“Do you feel like a prostitute?” he asks before lifting my chin so that I’m looking up at him. “Sex work is still work though, so does it matter?”
“It feels… like I’m doing something wrong,” I admit.
“Sweetie… you are an adult. You get to make your own decisions in life. If you want to give me something I want in exchange for me making your life easier, then you get to do that,” he says.
“Do I have to be committed to just you?” I ask.
“Yes.”
“Do I get the same courtesy?”
“You do,” he says with a smirk. “You will have work to do the office but know that I will take you anywhere I want.”
“In public?” I ask.
“Oh, definitely.”
“What about Dad and Sable?” I ask.
“Sable isn’t an idiot. I just ask that you let her find out on her own, but don’t lie to her,” he says. “Your dad… doesn’t need to know right now.”
“In other words, Sable will accept it, but Dad will be mad?”
“Your dad will fucking kill me,” he says, and I giggle.
“Dad will be okay. His assistant is a few years older than me, and I am positive that they are fucking,” I say.
“It wouldn’t surprise me. So?”
“And if I change my mind one day, you won’t fire me?”
“Or course not, Raven. You’ll still have a job.”
“Okay… I’ll do it,” I say with a smile.
“Then here are my rules,” he says.
“Rules?” I ask.
“Mhmm. With sex, I am your master. Overall, you do as I say. I know you are going to be a brat but understand that there are consequences for not listening,” he says.
“I am moving you out of this place and into an apartment by my house. I’ll furnish it and pay the bills.
Should you change your mind, I will make sure that you can afford to stay there. ”
“This is a lot.” I sigh.
“I know,” he says, kissing my head. “You’ll start at the office on Monday morning. Tomorrow, I’ll send some movers by to get you set up at the new place.”
“And what do I tell Sable and Dad when they find out I’m living in your apartment?” I ask.
“The truth,” he says. “Just minus the part where I fucked you.”
“You mean the part where you tried to bruise my internal organs? Yeah… I’ll keep that to myself,” I say and he laughs.
I am standing in my new apartment, watching them unload and set everything up. “Man, he wasn’t kidding when he said he’d furnish this place,” I say.
“Dad will find any reason to spend money,” Sable laughs then bumps my shoulder. “You know you could have told me. I would’ve helped you.”
“I know,” I sigh. “I just hate asking for help. I sure as hell don’t ask dad for help.”
“Yeah. I understand that hard work builds your character and all but there’s no reason you should’ve been living like that.
You are not someone to be greedy. Just because he helps you out doesn’t mean it’s going to spoil you.
Although, at this point, you deserve to be spoiled,” Sable says then perks up when one of the movers drops the couch. “Please, be careful.”
“Sorry, ma’am,” he says with an attitude.
“Well, isn’t he a ray of sunshine,” I mumble.
“I think Dad likes the grumpy ones. They match him perfectly,” Sable says.
“Your dad isn’t that grumpy,” I laugh.
“You only say that because you think my dad is hot,” she chuckles. “To be fair, your dad is grumpy and hot also.”
“Okay. This is getting weird now,” I laugh.
“Hey, Dad,” Sable says as she turns to the door.
“Hey,” Marc says as he hugs her. “Are you being mean to the movers again?”
“Again? I’m not mean to people,” she says, and I laugh.
“Hey, Raven,” he says, hugging me.
“Hey. Thanks again for this,” I say.
“Don’t worry about it,” he says before I pull away. His hug lingers just bit and Sable immediately gives me a weird look. Marc doesn’t notice so I just pretend like I don’t either. “Like it okay?”
“I think my old apartment could fit in the closet,” I say. “I love it!”
“Oh. That reminds me,” Marc says. “Your neighbor… the veteran… I paid for him to go to rehab. I told him if he completes the four-week program, he will have a job at the office. He has been drinking for so long. That detox is going to kick his ass for a few days so I told him that we could talk once he feels a little better and get an idea of where would be best to place him.”
“Oh, that’s wonderful! Billy will love that. I bet he was so happy,” I say happily.
“He was extremely happy,” he nods. “He was happy to find out that you moved also.”
“Who is Billy?” Sable asks.
“Her old neighbor,” Marc says.
“He would get shit faced and sit in the hallways between his door and mine so that if anyone was going to mess with me that they’d get distracted by him,” I add. “He also threatened to beat up Marc for me.”
“Interesting,” Sable says, looking between Marc and me. “Well, I’m taking you out tonight, Raven. Just us and the dance floor!”
“Okay,” I smile. “I’ll need to find something to wear.”
“I’ll dress you up. It’s my fave thing to do,” she laughs. “I’m going to go to my apartment and grab a few things, then we can go get dinner before we find a club.”
“Please be careful,” Marc says as he hugs Sable.
“We will, Dad,” she says. “Raven, I’ll be back in about thirty minutes.”
“Okay. I’ll be here,” I say. She turns and leaves the apartment. As soon as the door is shut, Marc grabs my hand and pulls me toward the bedroom. I giggle when he shuts and locks the door behind him, then pushes me on the bed.
“I think Sable is already onto us,” I say as he pulls my jean shorts and underwear off of me.
“Like I said, she’s not dumb. I’ll give her a week or two and she’ll have it figured out,” he says as he spreads my legs wide. “There are people here. You have to be silent. Okay?”
“I’ll try,” I say.