Some Enchanted Evening

Title: Some Enchanted Evening
co-author: Cassie
Part Four/Five
Disclaimers, Notes, Etc. In part one.
Note: See! I promised part four would be up soon!
Nate's (Natalia) Thanks: To everyone who's responded... I really appreciate it! & Cassie and Daisy... the bestest Beta's... a million thanks to you two, too.
Cassie's Thanks: Thanks so much to Nate for letting me help her with this fic.

Side-note: Another round of sex... SEMI-CONSEN sex sex between two adults... if you dunna like that kind of stuff... go read some of my other fic's... they're relatively sex-free. :)

Ororo kept her head turned towards the window, pretending she was looking out of it, when she was really taking the time to collect her thoughts. Part of her was honestly worried. Officer Creed had a fearsome reputation among the other hookers.

Was he taking her to his apartment for a good screw and that's it? Or was he going to doethiething to her? She couldn't figure it out.

He hadn't even looked at her since they'd left the police station. His eyes were fixed on the road.

She glance over at him and grinned. He looked tense. "Poor, poor, Officer Creed. It must be difficult living with a perpetual hard-on." She said with mock concern on her face.

He spared her a quick glance. The cold hollowness in his eyes sent shivers down her spine. "You make it sound like I don't get laid."

"And, you do?"

"Whenever I want." He grinned. "And, I don't have to pay any of them."

"I never said you had to pay me." She licked her lips. "I hardly doubt any of them were nearly as experienced as me."

He pulled into a drive that wasn't lit. She followed him in the darkness into an small apartment. Leaving the lights off, taking time to quickly lock the door, he grabbed her by her wrist, pulling her along with him.

He pulled her into a room and shut that door. With the small stream of pale blue light that entered the room from a gap in his curtains, she could see a large bed centered in the room. There was also dresser, but, nothing else.

He shoved her onto the bed, standing above her.

Ororo lay against the black velvet of his comforter, caressing it as though it, and not Victor were her lover. "How many of those women have you brought here?" She asked, sitting up to remove her clothes, then laying down on her stomach.

"A few." He disrobed as well.

She laid her head on her arms as he climbed on top of her, kissing and biting at her neck. She could feel his cock on the small of her back. His hands wrapped around her, cupping her breast, squeezing them until she cried out from the pain.

She lifted her head and looked up at him. "Don't like it rough, Baby?" He asked with a malicious grin. He moved his hands away from her lush breasts, one spreading her beautifully rounded butt-cheeks apart. Slipping one finger into the hole there.

"Stop." She hissed, squirming to get out from under him.

He laughed and got on his knees, pulling her with him. He slammed his cock into her, laughing all the more when she let out a scream.

He took her face in one of his hands, turning it so that he could see her. Tears were streaking down her cheeks. "Oh, come on, don't tell me you've never had it up the ass before." He ground out as he jerked in and out of her.

She didn't answer him, only cried out more with each of his thrusts. He let go of her face, then buried his face in her silky hair until he came.

He rolled off of her and lay on his back, satisfied grin on his face. Ororo lay on the bed, trying to control her sobs, swiping at her tears. "Is that how you enjoy it, Officer? Perhaps I should of asked if you've had many men here."

"I've had plenty of both here." He shrugged. "What difference does it make to you?"

"None whatsoever. A little warning, and lubricant, would have been welcome, however." She rubbed a hand against her sore butt as she stretched, then licked from his bellybutton up to his lips, refusing to kiss him.

"Not mad at me, then?" He grinned almost kindly, stroking her cheek gently.

She shrugged. "Why would I be? It's my job to please... and if that's what pleased you..."

"Gonna ask me next if I want fries with that fuck?" He laughed, getting out of bed.

"That would be an interesting way to get new, younger customers, wouldn't it?" She joked.

"You could do a hell of a lot better than being a hooker." He opened a drawer of his dresser, pulling out a string of about ten condoms. He ripped one foil package open, sliding the condom on his once again firm cock. The rest he tossed on the edge of the bed.

"If I was anything but a hooker, we wouldn't be here right now, would we?" She asked as he climbed atop her, her long, slim legs wrapping around his hips.

Part Five (the end) will be up in about a week (maybe sooner, but not later)... I have to finish writing it... 'cause I'm still not sure on how the two should end up. Any suggestions would be more 'n welcome! :)

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