Finding Acceptance in His Arms (2 page)

Kara
saw an opportunity to impress Mr. Lars. “Amenable means ‘easily persuaded’ or
‘suggestive to persuasion.’ In this specific situation it means I will have to
validate your putting your time and
energy into me by
being susceptible to all of your persuasions.”

“Excellent.
You have intelligence to go along with your boldness. That makes you a very
rare commodity.”

“How
so?” she asked, her face flushing with real excitement for the first time since
she sat down.

“Most
people let life just kind of happen to them. You obviously don’t do that. You
go after what you want with a vengeance. And although I’ve just met you, I
can’t imagine ever hearing the words ‘it kind of just happened to me’ coming
from y
our lips. You like to instigate what you want
to happen instead. Am I right, Problem Solver?”

“Maybe.”
It surprised her that he picked up on
her goal-oriented personality so quickly. Most men were immediately blinded by
her looks and remained blinded, so c
ouldn’t ever see
that she had a personal agenda. Maybe there was more to Mr. Lars than she
previously intuited? She put this thought in the back of her mind to dissect
later.

Mr.
Lars gave up the semblance of a smile. “Monday, after you see my doctor, at a
round two o’clock a package will arrive to your door. Be
there to receive it. It will contain the tools of our trade, along with
instructions of what you should do with them. Follow the instructions to the
letter. Do not deviate from them. Afterward, aroun
d
five o’clock take a long, leisurely bath and then dress fashionably appropriate
for a dinner out at a nice restaurant. I’m thinking something in blue so we’ll
match. I’ll pick you up at seven for our date.”

Kara
sat back in her chair. “Are we dating now?
”

“Don’t
flatter yourself, honey. It’s a test.”

“Great,”
Kara declared.

“We’ll
see if you change your mind once my dick is stuck up your ass, because the
clients have requested three,” he held up three fingers for emphasis, “fifteen
minute scenes of pleasu
rable, unprotected sex. They
are deep throat oral, deep vaginal, and deep anal. This is generally what I
call a normal request. What would you call it?”

The
smartass in Kara wanted to say, ‘A regular Saturday night out on the town,’ but
the cautious part o
f her personality warned her to
keep her big mouth shut since it would be a totally false statement. So
instead, she only partly lied. “I’m no stranger to anal sex if you’re still
trying to scare me off. I really like a big cock deep inside my ass. And yes
, it’s my favorite.”

“For
how long a period of time?”

“For
as long as it takes to get me off usually. But I can always last longer if the
need arises.”

“Okay
then, I’ll take your word for it presently, but please know before next
Saturday arrives I’ll have
a suitable replacement
lined up if it turns out on Friday night that you’re lying or your blood work
reveals you have some health-related issues to deal with.”

“What’s
going to happen on Friday night?” Kara discreetly licked her lips, already
knowing the
answer to this question.

“It’s
audition night for you.”
 
Mr. Lars’s
expression remained somber.

“Why
not go ahead and do the run-through tonight?”

“I
want to get to know you so we’ll have a genuine connection.”

“How
romantic of you,” she quipped.

He
snorte
d in derision. “Fucking is like any other team
sport. It always works out better if you have foreknowledge of your teammate’s
likes and dislikes, their cans and their
cannots
.”

“And
a clean blood test only prevents you from having unnecessary stress, right
?” Yeah, she had figured out the real reason for his
reluctance to have sex with her tonight. And she respected his reasoning. He
wasn’t the only one cautious of venereal disease. Hence she asked, “And my
assurance of your cleanliness?”

Admiration
seeped i
nto Mr. Lars’ eyes. “I’ll instruct the doctor
at your appointment to share with you my latest results. I already mentioned
you were intelligent, didn’t I?”

“Yeah,
I think you did.” She stifled a smile.

“Oh
yeah, one last thing…” Pure deviousness danced in
his
eyes. “Please fetch Stephanie from the restroom and don’t forget to apologize
for being so interesting I couldn’t run you off right away.”

Kara
remained seated in silence. How could he abruptly change his personality from
good to evil in the blink of a
n eye?

He
feigned surprise while inclining an ear toward her. “And the word of the
evening and all next week is…”

“Amenable.”
She came back to her senses. “I’ll go get Stephanie for you right now.”

“Thank
you, Kara. Now you say, ‘
You’re
most welcome, Evan.
’”

She
tried her best to dismiss her unease and the terrific arousal it caused within
her. She nibbled on her bottom lip before smiling beautifully. “You’re most
welcome, Evan, as the pleasure of our visit has certainly been all mine this
evening.”

Cha
pter Two

The
following Monday afternoon Kara sat on a sofa while staring down into a plain
brown cardboard box. This box lay open upon her lap. Her gray eyes darted over
the contents, but she made no movement to bring forth any of the items lying
inside.
Instead, she let out a breath of pent-up
anxiety before glancing over the coffee table at her oldest and dearest friend,
Jennifer
Spawson
, who sat on a loveseat.

“Well?
Let me see what he sent you.” Jennifer stretched her pretty face and head of
shoulder-
length straight blond hair toward the box.

Kara
tipped the box forward.

Jennifer’s
face lit up.
“Ooh, two bottles of
premium lube, one silicone-based and one water-based.
A bottle of toy cleanser, three
graduated sized
buttplugs
—hmmm, very nice, and they’r
e pink, your favorite color.
And one clear, very large dildo.
What a lucky girl you are today!”

Kara
found her friend’s enthusiasm infectious. A smile curled the corners of her
lips as she picked up the dildo to examine it.

“Wait
a second…” Jennifer pointe
d at the dildo. “Toss it
over. I want to get a better look at it.”

“What
is it?” Kara saw nothing special about the fake cock, except for its prodigious
length and girth.

“Just
toss it on over.”

Kara
did, and Jennifer caught it midair. She ran her gaze and
fingers over it, turning it every which way. Once she concluded her
examination, she pitched it back across the coffee table. “I see how it’s going
to be with you two now.”

“Excuse
me?”

Jennifer’s
blue eyes danced mischievously. “How’d you get to be so sp
ecial? All he gave me was a plastic, missile-shaped
vibrator and he gives you an exact replica of his dick. What gives?”

It
took Kara a moment to comprehend what her friend implied. She looked down at
the dildo in her hands. “Surely it isn’t.”

Jennifer
gig
gled while nodding her head. “I sucked it for
fifteen minutes on two separate occasions. So I think I’d know it when I see
it. And it’s certainly him. What did you do to get preferential treatment? Did
you fawn all over him the other night while I was away
in Chicago and forget to tell me?”

“No,
I didn’t do any such thing! I told you everything said between us. I offered to
have sex with him and he outright refused me. I came straight home afterward.”

“Well,
you must have done something?”

“If
I did, I don’t
know what it was.”

“If
you say so.”
Jennifer shrugged, but the twinkle in her eyes remained.

To
silence any doubts about Evan liking her more than their arrangement allowed,
she said, “Maybe it’s just something new he’s implemented to condition girls to
h
is size. He seemed very concerned about me making
him look bad. His performances are his livelihood so I can see how he would
want me to practice with an exact replica to make sure I’m ready. If anything,
he probably thinks my petite body can’t handle him.
”

“Maybe
you’re right?” Jennifer conceded, growing somewhat serious. “Who can say what
he’s thinking at any given time. I can’t ever tell when I’m around him. It’s
like he’s always in conquest mode, sex constantly on his brain.”

“He’s
an enigma.”

“What
if
he falls in love with you?” The mischievous light
returned to Jennifer’s eyes. “You might be the girl who makes him swear off all
other women.”

Kara
ignored her friend’s joking. She held up the dildo, making sure to put on her
most circumspect face. “So he
’s really this big?”

“Yep,
he’s that big. Now quit gawking at it and dig out the instructions and the
script. I want to know what roles they’re requesting for you and him to play.
You can read his instructions while I read the script.”

Kara
placed the dild
o on the sofa cushion alongside her
leg before dumping the contents of the box beside it. She tossed the script
over to Jennifer. Picking up the instructions, she began reading.

Hello Kara,

Please ask Jennifer for instructions on
what to do with the toys
since you are staying with
her following your recent return to Atlanta. When we first spoke you led me to
believe you’d always lived here and that she was only a casual acquaintance
from your building. Why the deception? I’m very interested in hearing you
r explanation tonight.

                                                                                                                   
Evan

With
the last of the words reverberating inside her mind, Kara’s stomach churned and
the blood drained from he
r face. She turned on
Jennifer, who appeared to be enraptured by the script.

“What
did you tell Evan when he called to check up on my story yesterday, Jennifer?
Did you let it slip about my visiting from New York? Please tell me you
didn’t.”

“What?”
Jennif
er looked up.

“
New
York
,”
Kara enunciated. “What did you say was my reason for visiting you? You let it
slip about New York, didn’t you?”

Jennifer
waved her off. “No, I didn’t. He blatantly asked me why the address you gave
him matched mine perfectly. To c
over, I told him you
were you staying with me following your recent return from traveling around the
country. I led him to believe that you live a bohemian lifestyle, sort of
moving from couch to couch until you finally break into the porn business on your
own terms. Please give me some credit, Kara.”

“And
you’re certain you didn’t say anything about New York?”

“Yes,
I’m absolutely positive.”

Kara
pursed her lips. “Okay. So he knows nothing of us being more than just
friends?”

“He
knows absolutely nothing a
bout our intimate
relationship,” Jennifer promised. “I only told him we were old friends.”

“Why
didn’t you tell me he asked you about the address?” Kara struggled to keep her
rising temper in check. “You should have told me right away! There is too much
at
stake for him to find out the real reason why I
want to do this!”

Jennifer
let out an exasperated sigh. “I was only postponing telling you until later
this afternoon. I’m very sorry for waiting. If I had it to do over again I
would tell you right away so
you could go ahead and
start being obsessive and neurotic. Because you know how much I love those
aspects of your personality. You’re a freaking pleasure to be around when you
get like that.”

“It’s
fine.” Kara let out a frustrated breath. She’d just have t
o think of a believable explanation for her deceitfulness
by tonight. No real harm done. She cast a look of contrition onto Jennifer.
“I’m sorry for overreacting. I’m just frightened he’ll find out the real
motivation behind my actions.”

“If
you don’t tell
him, he’ll never find out. Now quit
stressing out on me and get that pretty ass over here. You obviously need an
orgasm to settle your nerves.”

Kara
made no movement to get up. She crossed her arms under her breasts in a mock
act of defiance. “Since you d
idn’t tell me right away
you can clean the toys before we get started…” Silence stretched between them.
“I’m waiting.”

“And
with that haughty attitude you can wait a little longer, diva.” Jennifer turned
back to the script. “I’m only two pages in and this
script
is so decadent I’ve suddenly decided I want to read to the very end.”

Thirty
minutes later, after a thorough cleansing shower, Kara and Jennifer returned to
the living room to embrace each other’s nakedness in front of the sofa. Warm
tongues explore
d lush lips and mouths while knowing
hands and fingers softly caressed breasts and butts.

After
several minutes, once her desire was properly stoked, Kara let herself be
pushed down onto the sofa. Jennifer took the dominant position over her with
one hand
grasping a handful of hair to control her
head while they kissed. Jennifer’s free hand squeezed her breasts and pinched
her nipples. Kara moaned as she was held down, and only put up mock resistance.

Abruptly
breaking the kiss, Jennifer rose up and tugged
Kara’s
head in the direction of the sofa’s arm. “Crawl over and put your hands on the
floor to support your upper body. I want your ass up in the air for this.”

Kara’s
arousal thrilled at what these instructions portended. She let herself be
directed over
the sofa’s arm. Extending her hands
against the floor, she continued wiggling forward until her ass arched upwards
over the sofa’s arm. She welcomed the rush of blood to her head, the growing
tension in her arms, the way this position caused her back to ar
ch and how it made her cheeks splay wide open.

“Very
good.”
Jennifer released Kara’s hair to move into a kneeling position directly behind
her.

Hot
breath ricocheted off Kara’s clit now and teased her of what was to come.
Tremors of anticipation ran up and
down her body.

Jennifer’s
warm, wet tongue lapped at the outer edges of her lips, almost touching the
inner lips, but not quite. Kara cooed loudly, reveling in this teasing. More
teasing followed with the tongue once again licking along her outer lips in
sliding up and across her right cheek.

Kara
became frustrated, wanting her clit licked, and not gently either. Within her
growing impatience, she knew Jennifer would torture her until she begged for
it.

This
truth caused her arousal to surge, because beggi
ng,
to her, was a most delicious thing, and especially so when she knew she would
eventually
get what she begged for. But still, for
the time being, she held off to test Jennifer’s resolve along with her own.

The
teasing tongue quickly became a hateful ins
trument.
It never went to the exact place she wanted it to go. She could feel her
resolve crumbling with every glancing lick alongside her clit. Her arousal
quickly reached fever pitch and she vented her frustration in a tortured wail.

“Please,
Jennifer. P
lease give my little
clitty
what it wants. I’ll be good and return
the favor afterward. Please!”

“Tsk.
Tsk. Tsk.
And then the next thing you’ll want is your asshole licked. With you, one
somehow always leads to the other. And we both know which one you rea
lly crave the most. But I don’t know if I want to do that
for you today. I’m not sure if you’ve been good enough to deserve it.”

“
Pleeaassee
!”
Kara glanced back over her shoulder to
show Jennifer the desperation plastered all over her face.

“Well,
maybe ju
st a little,” Jennifer teased.
“After you first tell me about your visit
to the doctor this morning.
I bet you thought Dr. Eve was very
pretty. She’s single, you know. She divorced her husband only last month.”

“I
didn’t know that,” Kara panted. “I refrain
ed from
asking about her personal life. And yes, she’s very pretty. Now please lick my
clit! I’m begging you!”

The
errant tongue quickly slid over her engorged clitoris to dip between her inner
lips in traveling almost all the way to where Kara wanted.