My Body-His Marcello (10 page)

The two women
were liberated about an hour later, leaving me to occupy the cell
on my own. I lay back on the bench and fantasized about reuniting
with Luke. After two more hours I realized I had a phone call
coming. That released my pent-up emotion. I laughed until I cried,
and it seemed as if the tears would never cease. There was no one I
could call. Truly alone in the world, I had only myself to blame. I
had trapped myself in this particular box—one that currently had
bars on it. I can’t be sure how much more time elapsed but the
officer who had made the arrest finally came for me.

“
I was
able to reach Mr. Hall. Please come with me,” he said, handing me
my backpack.

I wasn’t sure if
I should be relieved or scared. I felt raw and cut wide
open.

The officer led
me to the front room, where people waited on a bench for
processing. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a sight for sore
eyes. Janice headed toward me. When she embraced me, the tears
began anew.

“
Oh
Jane, it’s going to be all right. He’s expecting you,” she said as
she rubbed my back and held me tight.

“
Please say you mean … Luke … and not Marcello,” I said, my
speech punctuated by sobs.

“
Yes,
Luke, but you’ll be seeing Marcello shortly.”

“
Luke
won’t forgive me.”

“
Yes,
he will, but remember this, he only gives one chance and you’ve had
yours. Don’t screw it up, Jane.”

“
I
don’t think I can survive Marcello.”

“
Of
course you will,” Janice said. She stepped out of our embrace and
put her arm around my shoulder. “Remember, Marcello has to answer
to Luke in regards to you. It’s not like he owns you and is free to
do as he pleases, but expect it to be unpleasant. Although, you
never know, you might find you enjoy yourself.”

“
Is
that what happened to you?” I said as we ambled out of the police
station.

“
How
do you mean?”

“
Luke
said that you had no limits and wanted to go f
urther
than even he did.”

“
Luke
has a clever way with history.” Janice led us to a bright yellow VW
Beetle and said, “I will say this; I was changed after my time with
Marcello.”

“
He
sent you to Marcello?”

“
Yes,
and while I was with him, Marcello sent Luke one of his women.
There are some pics on the website of that time.”

“
I’ve
seen some of them. Are you saying Marcello will ‘swap’ a woman for
me while I’m there?”

“
It’s
possible,” Janice said. She drove us over to the beach, back to my
house.

“
Is
this your car?”
I
asked.

“
Yes.
I’ve always wanted one.”

“
Marcello?”

“
Marcello.”

“
Oh.”

We rode the rest
of the way in silence. The anxiety in me kept building until we
arrived at the beach house. I sat there in the car, unable to
move.

“
What
are you waiting for?” Janice said.

“
Aren’t you coming in?”

“
No.
You’ll see me again soon enough.”

“
I
don’t know how to thank you,” I said. I leaned forward to kiss her
on the cheek and she turned her face, making my kiss land on her
lips. I felt the flick of her tongue and pulled away.

“
No
worries,” she said. She stared into my eyes and I felt her
desire.

I quickly left
the car. I stood for a moment in front of the door feeling
disoriented by this bizarre world I had fallen into. In that
moment, I believed that fate had ceased to exist for me because I
knew that a decision as meaningless as going to a party can change
a life forever.

I stood there
understanding I should run the other way, because I knew what I’d
have to endure to make it up to Luke. As on that crucial day in his
bedroom in the party house, I had a choice—to stay or to go. I knew
I would make the wrong decision yet again but could make no
other.

I knocked at the
door of my own house and waited for it to open.

Luke unbolted the
door and to my utter relief lifted me into a fervent hug as though
I had become the very air he needed to breathe. I wrapped my legs
around his waist and laughed and cried at the same time.

“
Oh
baby, don’t you ever do that again,” Luke said. His voice choked up
and for the first time ever I saw tears in his eyes.

“
Never,” I said. “I can’t live without you, Luke. I’ll do
whatever you want to make this up to you.”

“
Yes,
you will,” he said, looking me squarely in the eyes.

“
When?”

“
First
thing in the morning Janice will be back to get you.”

“
Oh,”
I said. I lowered my legs back to the ground and rested my head on
his chest.

He buried his
hands in my hair and tilted my face up to his. When we kissed I
knew there could be no other place for me.

“
For
tonight, we reconnect, but you should know that if you ever leave
me again—by using the safe word or just leaving—I will never take
you back.”

“
I
understand,” I said as I pulled my top over my head.

“
Where
did you stay that first night?” he asked, watching me slip out of
my shorts.

“
At
Christian’s shop,” I said, locked in his stare. It was then I
realized he knew about the rest of the time—that I had broken in
and was living in the house. Did that mean he had tolerated it at
first, then had me arrested to teach me a lesson? Did he have the
police in his pocket?

“
Are
you trying to make me jealous, Jane?” he said. His ears flared red
and I could see a flush on his cheeks.

“
Jealous? No, I’m answering you honestly. I slept on his couch,
nothing more.”

He clinched my
arm and pulled me in closer, saying, “Make no mistake, Jane, going
to Christian was totally unacceptable. You’ll pay for this when you
get back.”

“
What
did I do this time?” I asked. I couldn’t understand his reaction. I
struggled to free my arm but he was too strong.

“
I
have already warned you of my jealousy. Stay away from other men
unless I order you to be there.”

“
Luke,
I thought about my mother but we were just married and she has
reservations about us already. I tried to make arrangements with my
father but he is the loser my mother always warned me he was. I
didn’t know you would be upset or I would have slept on the
beach.”

“
What
about your friends?”

“
They
didn’t feel like an option at the time. Luke, we’d just gotten
married and well ...”

“
I
see,” he said. He paused for what seemed like forever and then took
a big breath and sighed. “Well, let’s not waste the time we have
tonight.”

He wrapped me up
in his arms as if nothing had happened. In that moment I didn’t
care that I’d be staying with Marcello. I had made it back to where
I belonged. No longer alone, I had someone I could call, someone to
take care of me, someone to love me. Nothing else
mattered.

Luke opened a
chilled bottle of wine and filled two glasses. Handing me one, he
took my other hand and led me out through the French doors to the
deep end of the pool. We dangled our feet in the water and enjoyed
the breeze as we drank our wine. Not knowing what to say to him,
not wanting to relive the recent past, I sat next to him in
silence.

“
I
thought of you often while in Japan,” Luke said, enfolding my hand
in his.

“
I
thought of nothing else,” I said, my eyes glistening with
tears.

Luke kissed the
tears away and wove his fingers into my hair, guiding my mouth to
his. He groaned, and I hoped he felt as I did—as though
reconnecting to the very source of life.

Our passion
quickly ignited as he claimed my mouth. The intensity of his kiss
penetrated my core, and I gave myself over to him completely. I
might have been weightless; with little effort he flipped me around
to face him and straddle his lap. He lowered his head to my breast
as I held it up in my hand, offering it to him.

“
Too
long,” Luke murmured against my breast. He sucked my nipple into
his mouth and pulled on the piercing with his tongue, causing me to
gasp. The pleasure and pain caused my juices to flow. “I need to
get out of these clothes,” he said, moving me off his lap. We both
stood by the edge of the pool as I watched him hastily disrobe.
This man who always folded his clothes carefully each night now
discarded them in a heap. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs
around him, feeling his hard erection against my belly.

He carried me
back into the house—leaving the wine glasses and his clothes
behind—and strode over to the couch, where he sat down with me on
his lap. Lifting me up slowly by my hips, he positioned my body
above his cock and slid home. “Remember while you are gone that you
are
mine
,” he said, controlling the pace of his
penetration.

I moaned at the
force of his thrusting, which simultaneously hit against my uterus
and rubbed my clit. He pinioned me with his eyes, clasping my waist
and continuing the lift and fall. He had found the perfect pace—a
dance of our bodies surging together and pulling apart. I could
smell my arousal mixing with the scent of his own pre-cum each time
he drove into me and forced my hips down onto his cock. With my
juices bathing us both, our lust was punctuated by a rhythmic
sloshing each time he slapped into me.

“
Tell
me when you are about to cum,” he said, grunting with each stab as
my pussy stretched to accommodate him.

His look told me
everything I needed to know. “Yes Luke, yes,” I started, “I’m so
close, oh god!”

Luke growled into
me, as my climax hit its peak and we tumbled down together. Still
locked in each other’s arms, we both breathed heavily as we
returned to reality.

After a few
minutes he said, “I’ve had a long day.”

I took my cue,
placing my hands on his shoulders and lifting myself off him. I
scurried to the master bathroom to clean myself up. Once I had
joined him in bed, Luke quickly spooned me, and I sighed, deeply
content to be home again. I would deal with tomorrow when it
arrived.

Looking back, I
can see that my father’s further abandonment propelled me once
again into Luke’s arms. I was searching for the father I never had.
I needed someone who loved me regardless of the mistakes I’d made.
I was so grateful to receive Luke’s forgiveness and devotion that I
pledged my loyalty to him without even considering that I might put
myself first. I had no idea then what that loyalty would cost
me.

* * *

“
Baby,
you need to wake up,” Luke said, kissing my forehead and stroking
my hair.

“
Already?” I said, gulping air as I recalled the ordeal
ahead.

“
Yes.
Janice is waiting for you.”

“
Breakfast?” I sat up and stretched my arms over my
head.

“
That’s up to Marcello.”

“
Oh,
Luke.” I dropped my arms and felt my shoulders slump as well. I’d
be entering Janice’s world today. Maybe Christian had been right
about me. Maybe I wasn’t so different from Janice. I took a deep
breath and swung my legs over the side of the bed.

“
Clothes?” I asked.

“
You
don’t need to pack anything. He says he has everything you’ll need.
It doesn’t matter what you wear over.”

“
Oh.”

I trudged to the
bathroom and freshened up. I didn’t like that I had no idea what to
expect. I hoped Janice would enlighten me. Back in the bedroom I
said, “How long?”

“
Three
days. I will see you Thursday morning.”

“
Oh,”
I said again. I felt sick to my stomach. I couldn’t imagine what
horrible things Marcello might do in that length of time. Janice
said that her sessions with him had left her forever changed. Would
I be as well?

“
Can I
take my computer?” I asked.

“
No,
nothing. Now get dressed.”

I grabbed a pair
of shorts and a t-shirt and headed to the front bathroom, passing
Janice on the way. I dressed quickly and joined her in the living
room.

Janice sported a
black miniskirt and a tank that accentuated the shine in her smooth
straight black hair, which hung to the middle of her back. Her
toes, painted ruby red, drew attention in the black flip-flops. The
nail color matched her lipstick perfectly. Her dark cat eyes were
lined to a point, enhancing her long, thick lashes.

“
It
was always going to be this way,” Janice said.

“
What
does that mean?” I said.

“
Marcello always gets what he wants.”

“
Janice,” Luke said in an aggravated voice, “cut out that
tripe.”