Collateral (Open)

He watched fondly as she left the bar, he was coming back in from the lavatory, and he snuck up behind her

He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close

"You are the belle of the ball here. Everyone is eating you up" he said as he took. His firm hand in her waist and led her to a small table with some snacks. He quickly began to eat, only now beginning to calm down

"I was worried about you. I thought benny or Lenny might have come to find you. Are you ok" he asked when he saw her staring into the crowd.

"See someone you know" he asked, terrified of someone finding out what was going on
 
She walked back, looking for Marcus. With a drink in each hand, there was a moment where she couldn't find him. Would he leave her? No, she was collateral. She was worth money at the moment.

There was a strong arm around her waist as he pulled her close and his voice in her ear.

You are the belle of the ball here. Everyone is eating you up

He led her over where they could sit. Apparently hungry, Marcus began eating some of the tidbits set out.

I was worried about you. I thought benny or Lenny might have come to find you. Are you ok

She only halfway listened to him. The two women stood over to one side of the room, talking and glancing over this way. Is this who she replaced for the time being? Until her Dad paid him off.

See someone you know

She shook her head. "No, but I see someone that I think you know. She's not real happy being here without you, though I could be wrong."

She glanced over to the woman. Her figure was nothing to sneer at as the beauty walked purposefully over to where they say. Shannon was not going to say a thing. This time, she was going to watch how he handled it.

"Marcus." Such a nasal voice. "It's been a while. You didn't have to go slumming - I would have come with you. Joey and I are not a definite couple." The woman stood trying to shift his attention to her.

Shannon tried to hide a smile as she nibbled on something on a cracker.
 
"Watch it Janice" he said with a complete lack of smile

"I couldn't care who your here with. Besides, I know your not a definite couple, you don't know how to be" he told her with a grin as he pulled Shannon closer

"Some women know what it means to be loyal and committed. That would also explain the jealousy" he said as he let his eyes wander over Janice, then he angled his eyes towards The ample cleavage Rose had on display

"I see your uncle still hasn't taught you any manners" he said as he shook his head then he turned with Rose in his arms

"Let's go find some fresh air, this room has gone flat" he told her, loud enough to be heard, and the two were out into the evening air.
 
It was interesting watching the chase: the woman called Janice chasing and Marcus refusing to be caught. She was somewhat surprised at the outcome for she halfway expected him to grab her and look for a darkened corner. What surprised her even more was that there was a pang of jealousy at the thought. This was just a roll that she was playing. She wasn't really his girl. She was owned by him for a period of time. That was all.

Yet, as he shot Janice down, there was with a little thrill that it was her waist her grabbed and left with. Janice did not get the answer that she wanted and the look that the nasal beauty shot to Marcus was full of want and hate.

She went out with him into the night air. "She wants you bad. Is she Vinny's niece?" They headed outside and she had to admit that she was glad that he had shot Janice down, that he had chose her. His hand was warm and strong and it occurred to her that he could easily have gotten shot or hurt earlier in the attack. But at least for tonight, she was his girl.
 
He just pulled her out into the estate, following a path here or a trail there. He eventually ended up sitting her down on a bench in a small gazebo that had a beautiful view of the estate

"Yeah. Janice isn't directly related to Vinny, but he is like an uncle to her" he told her a she sat down next to her, enjoying the warm evening air.

"She was my way in initially. She has not been able to let go of me, and there are time where I've led her on so I could stay in Vinny's good graces" he admitted to her as he settled in and relaxed. He put an arm around her and let his fingers caress her shoulder

"Tia place is cut throats for sure. But it's the best I could hope for. And so far I've done well, if putting up with that nasally voice of hers is the biggest price I pay I'll be lucky to endure" he told her with a smile a she looked over at her, growing hungry

"She was certainly jealous of you. And not just for being with me. All the guys have been watching you and they are right to " he told her, giving her a little nudge with his hips.

"You are gorgeous and clearly have a figure that all the women envy"
 
It was nice. He was for once treating her like a person, not a thing or an it. She wasn't collateral or an easy fuck, or something to use to get ahead in the business. She was Shannon and she listened as he talked. This was pleasant. With his arm around her, she felt comfortable. But she didn't think she could open up to him. Not yet.

"Thank you, but part of what they are looking at is the wrapping. If I was dressed as when you first saw me, I would be invisible to them. I love this dress. Thank you for buying it for me."

She took a deep breath. "I don't like being around Lenny and Benny. They can get out of control too easily." She sat looking at her hands in her lap. Cutting her eyes to him, she couldn't help but ask, "You know what I had to do to Vinny?"
 
He chuckled at her comment

"You say that it's the wrapping. It's the gaps in the wrapping that are drawing there eyes" he said as he glanced over at he

"I would think that after the transformation you've been through you'd be a little more confident. I agree that wrapping matters. But your wrapping isn't hiding something or deceiving someone. Yours is simply a lil less dressing" he told her with a smile

"But as for Vinny. Yeah I got some idea. He's a taker. It's. Or what I want to do. But it's ye nature of the beast here" he said as he turned to her. He reached out his hand and turned her face to look up at him

" it's crazy game. Sometimes things mean something. Sometimes they don't. It can be confusing too" he said, realizing just how stupid that must of sounded. And thinking to himself that it is those things that he has her for.

"Your the complete package. It's why I brought you. Whether it's Lenny or benny or Vinny, it's all just business" he told her. Realizing he left himself out of that. Then wondered why

As he thought on it his eyes drank her in the lowlight had her hair simmering cool fire. The moonlight reflecting in her eyes. Her pale flesh seemed to glow in the low light, making her exposed cleavage seem like a beacon

"Your beautiful and strong. That's always gonna draw attention to you"
 
Your beautiful and strong. That's always gonna draw attention to you

She started to blush. He was paying her a compliment, a true compliment without an ulterior motives in sight. She gave a little smile - she had smiled more in Marcus' company tonight than in her whole life to that moment.

"Thank you Marcus. Thank you." Her voice was low, no dramatics or flowery speeches from her, but a sincere thanks for his words. In the background music played, somewhere a woman gave a little scream followed by laughter. Glasses filled with wine or champagne made delightful little bell noises. Men murmured.

"We're you successful? I mean, did Vinny give you what you wanted.? And just what was that big uproar? It sounded like gunfire." She wondered if this was the norm. Was there always fighting and shooting every time there was a party?

She had just better remember her place. When Dad paid, she would be gone.
 
"Well it kinda did. But after those guys showed up shooting up the party I'm sure there will be payback. It's gonna get worse before it gets better. But I think my deal with Vinny will stick, once he sees what I got stashed in that hideaway" he told her with a smile as he shifted, turning towards her. He let his hand slip from her chin, one thick finger sliding over the skin of her neck, then along the collar bone towards her shoulder

"Benny and Lenny were right, you really have Ana amazing body" he said as his finger caught the wide band of the strap of material wrapping her hefty breast

"And so was Vinny. You are a real flower" he told her as he let his finger slide down the material, slowly peeling it back, exposing one hefty milky breast

"And I was right. Sparing your dad was the best decision I've made"
He told her as the swell of her chest finally overwhelmed the material of her dress, and her breast spilled or if her dress.

He looked back up into her eyes.

"I'm sure you disagree. But in time. You may see things from a different angle"

His fingers slipped free from her dress and then his hand turned, fingers sliding along the silk swell of her breast, gently cupping the hot skin.
 
And the moment was gone. In the moonlight his finger found the fabric preserving her modesty and slid it off her shoulder. The pale breast with its rosy tip pebbled as the night air caressed it. He looked deep in her eyes but the words he spoke seemed garbled as her heart beat filled her ears.

She swallowed hard, fighting to stifle the groan rising in her throat. She could not complain, and his hand hefted her breast. The contrast of his hand against her freckled skin. The warmth of his fingers. The strength. She was afraid to talk. So instead, she just nodded. How could she want him to stop and yet be afraid he would.

"Marcus, I...I..." She couldn't finish but just sat there in the moonlight, her heart beating wildly.
 
His hand glided over her flesh, wrist twisting so that his thumb slid over the rogues nipple, back and forth as his palm gentl lifted and squeezed her flesh

It was so unreal. The day had been a nightmare, but everything was settling just where he hoped. He hadn't even thought about Janice being there. But the added delight of her obvious jealousy had his body singing. That and the near death fight. And the fact that he had had Shannon quivering on his member for one brief thrust. And the whole extent of his plans had become tangible. And only because he had met her. She was the reason everything was going so well. Her.....surrender? Her obedience? Her loyalty? No it was none of that, was it

All of these thoughts flew through his mind as she uttered his name. She called to him. He realized just then that he was painfully hard. His pants restraining his massive erection

He leaned in and kissed her, his hand gently squeezing the full swell of her alabaster breast. He could feel her firm supple flesh billow around his big strong hand as he squeezed her, his lips catching hers, kissing her softly, yet deeply. His tongue finding hers as his breath mingled with hers.
 
She wanted to melt into him but her sense of propriety kept her quivering under his hand. His lips claimed hers and longing filled her, longing to be away from here, just the two of them. Why was it all he had to do was touch her and suddenly the conflict arose. The moral her warred with the sensual her, wanting him to stop as she silently urged him on.

And with him kissing her, gone was her ability to ask him to stop. His tongue claimed her and she surrendered to him. She kissed him back, there in the moonlight, as his hand played with that pale freckled mound. A current coursed through her as his thumb worried with that hardened nipple, each brush shooting down through her body.

Neither of them saw the pair of eyes watching a discreet distance away.
 
His mouth grew hungrier, and his tongue was soon slipping and sliding along hers. His hand teases at the flesh of her breast, but soon husband released the overly generous pale orb. His hand slipped down over her stomach, along her thigh until he found the slit of the dress, then he slipped his hand up and under her dress

He found her slit hit and wet, and he moaned into her mouth as he let his finger tease her. Slipping up and down over her tight fiery entrance

He gently broke the kiss watching her as he slowly pushed a finger inside of her

"You know. I believe we were rudely interrupted earlier. Where was I? Oh that's right. Buried deep inside you" he told her with a grin. Then followed it with a playful kiss

"Free my manhood and come give me a good ride" he told her as he added a second finger to the first and slowly pistoned into his rose
 
With his mouth drawing the energy from her, she felt his hand release her breast, traveling down along her body. She knew where he sought as he found the slit in the skirt of her dress. Hot fingers slid between the fabric, homing in to that place between her legs where he seemed to fit so well. He found her slick with desire as her moans filled his mouth.

He pulled back, eyes glittering and hard as he watched her reaction. She closed her eyes, mouth open and gasping for air as he teased her before he slipped a finger in that wet opening and her internal muscles gripped him.

You know. I believe we were rudely interrupted earlier. Where was I? Oh that's right. Buried deep inside you

He pumped his finger in to emphasize his words. He teased her with a grin and then a kiss. Playing her. She could not help but follow.

Free my manhood and come give me a good ride

She blushed. Out here? Where just any and everyone could see? He slipped a second finger on the tight moist channel and she closed her eyes. Shaking fingers placed a hand on the bulge in his pants. He twitched in response and she reached for the zipper.

"He's over here, Uncle!" The voice was unnaturally loud and nasal and Shannon jumped, a guilty look to her face as she snatched her hand away from his bulge and tried to pull his hand from under her skirt.

"Well, I found you after all. Busy?" The woman smiled knowing full well what was going on. "I thought not. Uncle's looking for you, though I can't imagine why. Go on, Marcus. I'll watch out for her. Rose, is it?" Shannon just nodded. "I'll take care of Rose for you."
 
He growled audibly when Janice scared the shit out of him, his cock was aching for Shannon. He tries to hide the view, using his hand to tug the purple dress back in place, his fingers slippery with her juices, left a small streak on the dress

"Jesus Janice. " he called out, spinning around and standing, blocking Rose from view so she could fix her attire

"I'm not that stupid, he said as he reached behind him and took Rose by the hand, pulling her up to her feet

"The only way I leave her in your care is with witnesses. Go in and take us to Vinny" he said as he gestured back down the path, the bulge in his pants stilll very very evident.
 
Shannon quickly fixed her dress, thankful for Marcus standing to block Janice's view of her. She was sure that for all their quick fumbling that Janice knew what was going on anyway. The devilish gleam in the woman's eye told her that.

Marcus apparently felt it a bad idea to leave her in the woman's care and soon she was being pulled along by Marcus, his hand still wet from pumping in her sex. He strode with large steps and she practically ran to stay up with him, glad for his determination to keep her with him.

She wondered what Vinny wanted. Maybe it was something she shouldn't hear. But that was not her problem. After the silence of the garden, the noise from the party seemed harsh, though there were less people there than earlier in the evening. Maybe the whole thing was ending.
 
As they strode towards the house, the night seemed to be coming to an end. People were leaving. Things getting straightened

Soon Janice led them back to the pool

"Good to see you. I think that after tonight I'll have you stay the night.
"Janice. Show them to the guest rooms" he called to his ex

"Gonahd get some rest. I'll have things for you to do in the morning.

And with that they were dismissed.



"Lea the way" Marcus said to Janice as he pulled her close.

"We have some unfinished business" he told Janice as he eyed Rose.
 
Upstairs was as plush as downstairs. Marcus refused to release her hand, as if he thought that Janice would hurt her. Though for all she knew, the woman could make her life hell.

She stopped in front of a door, leaning against it and smiling at Marcus. "I'm sure you remember the room in the other side of this door. Marcus. Sleep well."

The woman walked off and Marcus tore the door open and pulled her in before closing and locking it. She was planning on checking out what the room looked like. She had not counted on Marcus's need.
 
He had eyed Janice as they walked up the stairs, remembering her only real saving grace. Her ass

But soon she had led them there, making a last snide comment. Then they were in the room. The door was closed. And he locked it. Shannon had turned to look at the room and he came up from behind her. He wrapped one arm around her waist. And the other around her chest, gripping one breast heavily and hungrily through the dress as he ground his swollen member into her ass through her dress

His lips
Locked onto her ear as the hand in her waist dipped low, diving between her thighs.
 
He came up from behind, pinning her to him, his bulge pressed against her backside, letting her know his need. One hand found her breast and she was almost afraid that he would tear the dress off of her. As she needed the dress to wear tomorrow, she held her breath as his other had started at her waist but soon traveled lower, looking to continue what had been so rudely interrupted.

His breath sounded in her ear. Hard and ragged. She wanted to warn him not to rip the dress. But, that might not sit well so she kept her mouth shut. His fingers returned to her wetness and she brought her legs together, trapping his fingers there.

From Janice's words, they must have spent time in this very room. Should she say something, or let it...Shit. His fingers made her moan. Maybe she would mention it some other time.
 
His fingers sought her slit. When she clamped
Down on him he growled in her ear then his other hand slipped up to the strap on her neck, tugging at the fabric he watched as he tugged first on, then the other to the sides, spilling her big pretty tits free

"Get my cock. Out" he growled as he yanked his had free
If her thighs and spin her around. He was in pain from how hard her was
 
A hand on her dress straps. First one. Then the other. Till the bodice slipped down her arms, freeing her breast. He pulled his hand from between her thighs and spun her to face him. Hunger was on his face as he eyed her breast on display for him.

Get my cock. Out

It was an order. Not a request. She knelt down. She knew the drill. Pale freckled hands reached out and unzipped him. His cock practically jumped out of his pants, hard and larger than she thought she had ever seen. Pressing and urgent. She wrapped a hand around the hot member. Open mouth and insert. That was her job, was it not? She ran her tongue along the underside. And yet, she found a need in her too.
 
He grinned in relief when she finally freed his aching cock. Jet gorgeous face leaned on and she devoured him

" ph yes" he growled as he felt her tongue on him. His cock ached for her. And he felt his hips shifting into her mouth

"Oh please Shannon" he groaned. He had never felt so. So. So neeedy before

He reached down and caught one hefty tot in hand, pinching her nipple and lightly tugging on it.
 
Her head bobbed. Forcing him deep in her throat. His voice strained. His hips driving him into her mouth, hot and wet. His fingers reached down, finding her nipple. Pinch and tug. Tug and pinch. She groaned and the vibrations ran up his shaft. Her wetness between her thighs. Running down to puddle on the carpet.

Deft fingers stroked him. He felt as if he would burst. Her other hand caressed the sac, massaged it. He was hot and heavy.
 
He growled as Engels her lips and tongue and mouth slide over his veiny throbbing shaft. She felt soooo good. But he wanted more

He reached down and pulled her to her feet, he put his hands on her hips and pushed her back towards the bed. When her legs hit the bed he stopped her, and pulled her dress down off of her hips, letting it fall to the floor. Then he pushed her down on the bed, lanidong atop of her he spread her thighs wide and drove his cock into her with the hunger of a monster. His rhythm quickly become fast and hard. The slap of their bodies filled the room and each tim he pounded into her he watched her pretty titties bounce on her chest. Her rigid nipples were hard and dark and calling tonhim
 
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