Feigned Innocence – By Jessy

He couldn’t remember the last time when he had been this turned on.  Ever since he had awoken this morning… Marlena curled beside him in his arms… he had wanted her.  She had looked so sweet and innocent and tired, as he placed slow kisses onto her lips, her brown eyes fluttering open sleepily.  “Honey, I am sleeping…” she had murmured, turning away from him so that he back was against his chest. She had taken his hands and wrapped them around her, furthering John’s excitement as he breathed her in and felt her warmth.  He had lifted her hair from her neck and kissed her there, eliciting an annoyed yet aroused whimper from his wife. “John… come on… not today… I’m too tired…” John had sighed and pulled himself from her, hoping that she would call him back so that he could relieve some of his pent-up desire for her… it was desire that was ever present, but so much more demanding this morning.  He had been

disappointed when she had merely rolled back over, the hint of a smile on her lips, and fallen back into a deep sleep.

 

Her naivety this evening fascinated him… the way she had no idea how much he really wanted her… how he would have taken her in any way he could.  Under normal circumstances, he would have thought that Marlena’s actions tonight were her way of teasing him… tempting him… enticing him. But tonight, something was different.  It was like her happiness, her gratefulness, had blinded her to his passion. From the moment that he had surprised her with the trip to Colorado, he had wanted nothing more than to strip her down and take her.  He had inwardly groaned when she sauntered down the penthouse steps, wearing that black lacy dress… her perfectly tanned legs so visible as she moved… her shoulders and back pleasantly exposed… her cleavage revealing just enough to tempt him.  He could see in his minds eye the way she had turned before him, wanting his approval… the sweet gratefulness painted on her face. Her soft silky

blonde hair that hung loosely, and her full red lips begging for his kiss.  She was perfect.

 

He had been puzzled when she had kissed him lightly, pulling away before he could deepen the kiss… not even noticing the slight bulge that had arisen beneath his suit pants.  He couldn’t put his finger on what it was about Marlena tonight… she wasn’t unwilling… just uncharacteristically unaware. He waited rather impatiently in his car, resisting the urge to go in and retrieve his wife.  She would be leaving for Colorado tomorrow, and he wanted nothing more than to make the most of the time that they had left until she had to go. If John had his way, he would keep her in bed with him until the hour before her plane had to leave… he would already have her in bed, if it wasn’t for her wanting to see Sami.  

 

Marlena smiled as she prepared to exit Basic Black.  She knew that John’s eyes would be on her in the instant that she walked out the doors.  She hiked her dress up slightly to reveal a bit more of her long legs, and tugged the top down so that more of her cleavage showed.  From the very beginning of the evening she had been playing the role of the oh so innocent Marlena, pretending that she was so overcome with happiness that everything else came second.  Her dress fitted her body like a glove, revealing too much and too little all at the same time. She knew that her plan had worked so far… she had added that little extra saunter into her walk all evening, so that her bottom and hips would move enticingly… but no so much that John would know what she was up to.  It had been hard, but she had also managed to keep the conversation trivial… not allowing a pause for John to tell her how much he wanted her. Because then her plan would have been ruined.

 

She stepped into the car, ignoring the fact that John’s lust-filled eyes undressed her as she walked… making sure that more of her legs flashed as she adjusted her dress.  She heard his slight intake of breath, as he caught a glimpse of the lacy top of her stocking. She looked up and smiled at him, innocence painted all over her face… and stroking his cheek tenderly she told him that she was ready to go home.

 

Her plan was working so well.  She had worked him into so much of a frenzy with her innocent school girl act… that he sped the car back to the penthouse.  She was waiting for him to tell her how much she had been turning him on tonight… but he said nothing, merely casting glances in her direction every now and then.  She could feel the heat rise within her, and settle at her womanhood… the thought of what was to come was enough to arouse her so that she would be ready for John when he finally acted.  She almost couldn’t wait to get back to the penthouse so that she could finish her little game.

 

He walked behind her the whole way back to the penthouse… she could feel his heated gaze on her body and the thought of him watching her, thrilled Marlena to the bone.  She could feel her body quiver slightly but she fought to control it… not wanting to give herself away at this point in time.

 

After they entered the penthouse, Marlena again acted her part perfectly, thanking her husband for a wonderful evening, and chatting with him about everything of a non-sexual nature. But now was the time to act.  “Speaking of time… I realised that I haven’t got a thing packed for my trip. I’d better do that…” She picked up her purse and turned to leave.

 

John listened in disbelief as Marlena spoke those words.  He wanted her so badly, and still she had no idea. He hoped that she wasn’t trying to ignore him… that she was acting this way because she didn’t want him.  The thought filled him with a profound sense of panic. As she turned to leave, John could no longer stand it… he wasn’t going to wait around for Marlena to get his subtle hints.  “Not so fast…” He struggled to get the words out, as he pulled her back towards him, grasping her arm firmly. He smiled cheekily as he leaned in towards her… and met her lips with his.

 

Marlena almost smiled with relief when he called her back… her eyes glazed slightly as they darted quickly from his blue eyes to his lips… all in the instant before he kissed her.  Instantly his tongue probed at her mouth, begging for access… and Marlena parted her lips longingly, allowing his tongue to mate with hers. She was painfully aware of his hands on her face and in her hair… her thoughts were so hazy as she tried to savour the moment.  His hands seemed to be everywhere at once, and her body tingled with the sensations that he was causing.

 

He did his best to try to entice her… kissing her with all of the passion and desire that he had been forced to bottle up all day.  He made sure that his tongue explored every inch of her mouth, eliciting a soft moan from Marlena. His hands travelled first over her face and hair, grasping it firmly yet gently… and then moved to the small of her back, pressing her into him, and allowing her to feel the full effect of his arousal.  He allowed his hand to gradually move down to cup her firm bottom and as the kiss neared its end, he moved it around to her hips and up her body, dragging the lacy material with it slightly as he moved. When it finally reached her neck, he pulled backwards, needing to take a breath, but he gazed at her with a look of pure lust… lust which was reflected in her own eyes.

 

Marlena gasped… the intensity of that kiss had been astounding. John had been filled with an almost spellbound urgency… needing her and needing to make her want him.  She shivered as his left hand toyed slightly with the thin black strap on her right shoulder, tracing her exposed collarbone delicately, before running his fingers beneath the material suggestively.  

 

When he spoke, his voice was husky and caught in his throat.  “So do you still want to go upstairs and pack?” He could see her increase in arousal as her breathing quickened, her breasts rising and falling slightly more now… so evident in her tight dress.  He could see the look of pure desire as her hooded eyes darted downwards over his body… finally seeming to take note of the increasing bulge in John’s pants. “It can wait!” The response was short and sharp… and so quick.  John smiled to himself, knowing that he had gotten his wife where he wanted her… she hadn’t even had to think twice before making her reply. “I was hoping you’d say that…”

 

“Yeah…” She couldn’t even form a comprehensive thought right now.  She could see his eyes on her… piercing her… and filling her with an unquenchable hunger for him.  The sting of his fingers on her shoulder as he played with her dress strap sent shivers down her spine.  He is good, she thought to herself.  He knows exactly how to get to me.  She reached for his face and pulled him in for another kiss… this one more urgent than the last.  She pulled away, struggling to remain in control of the mind game that she had initiated.

 

“You know what, as much as I want to see Eric and my family, I felt kind of guilty leaving right now…” She was so aware of his touch on her skin, her hands remained on his chest, and her eyes darted over his body.  “But now that I have seen Abe and Lexie, Roman, Kate, Sami…” She looked away, not meeting his impatient blue eyes, as John uttered, “uh huh” over and over again, not really listening to the ramblings of his wife. She continued. “I feel okay, I feel like while I am away they’ll all be happy… and safe…” She couldn’t contain her lust any longer and her eyes roamed his body, undressing him with her gaze.  

 

John let out a deep breath, tightly clutching his wife’s elbows.  “That’s nice…” He couldn’t be sure what Marlena had said in the past two minutes, all he could be sure of was how much he needed to feel her fevered skin on his, to be inside her as they made love.  “Lets go…”“Lets go…” She repeated his sentiment, and allowed herself to be led by the elbow… their destination, bedroom!

 

He couldn’t hold it any longer.  Her sext black dress swished deliciously in front of him, he could feel her hips move from side to side as his hand rested on the small of her back.  Running his hand down over her firm bottom, he rested it on her thigh, then with force, he pulled her leg up so that it rested against his hip. Her tight dress restricted her movement, but it rode further up her legs to allow her to remain in that position.

 

The sound of her shocked cry filled the room, but she recovered quickly.  She placed both of her hands onto John’s shoulders for support and met his mouth with hers.  Instantly the kiss became passionate, their tongues seductively meeting and duelling for control.  Her hair hung slightly in John’s face, creating delicious ensations… the honied smell flooding his senses.  Marlena knew that the game was over… hiding her arousal from him now was fruitless. Besides she wanted nothing more than for him to make love to her.  His free hand began to travel up her free thigh, pushing the dress up to her hips and brushing her centre. He almost gasped when he realised that she wasn’t wearing any underwear.

 

In that moment John knew.  He realised that she had been playing a game with him all night.  Her complete and utter surrender to him, her urgency, the wetness between her legs, that he knew had obviously been forming there for a while.  He pulled his hand away like he had been burned, and he grabbed her shoulders, forcing her further against the wall. “John…?” She asked, her eyes wide.“I can’t believe you… I can’t believe that you did that…” He growled, his voice forceful, his eyes flashing, not with anger but with irrepressible desire.“Wh… what?” Marlena stammered as she tried to hold back the laughter.  She had known that she had driven John crazy tonight, but this was excessive even for him. “You know what… this little act of yours. Pretending that you didn’t want me, that youweren’t aware of my need for you… You’re good… you’re so good…” Purposefully John began to run his hand down Marlena’s neck and body,

brushing lightly as he imagined the ways in which he could punish her for the stunt

she pulled.

 

“John… I don’t know what you are talking about…” She flashed him innocent eyes, and pouted slightly, the slight sparkle in her eyes not going unnoticed by John.

 

“Oh you are a temptress my dear… well hear this!” He forced her head around so that his lips were pressed up against her ear.  He breathed his words. “I will make you pay for what you did to me tonight… I will make you beg for me…” He pushed one knee in between her legs, pressing firmly onto her mound, as her thighs opened.  “Well honey, why don’t you take me upstairs and make me beg for you there?” Her eyes smouldered, as his hand reached around to the clasp of her dress, loosening it from her exquisite body.

 

“I happen to think that it will be much more exciting right here…”  He ran his hand up her leg and pulled it up so that it rested against his hip, holding it there so that she would be able to feel his pent-up arousal for her.  

 

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Their lips met in frenzied passion, their tongues sucking and twining together, as their hands began to roam over each others bodies.  John found the zipper of Marlena’s dress and he pulled it down… pushing the shimmering fabric down her body so that it hit the floor of the steps.  Then Marlena stepped out of it, and with her high heels she kicked it away, not caring where it landed. She cried out in shock when she felt herself dipped over the banister, her back melding to the cold wood as John’s eyes roamed her body.  Marlena’s back was arched, and her breasts protruded, her nipples hard through her bra. In an instant John had removed her bra, and still holding her backwards over the banister, he bent his face to her breasts, circling inwards with his tongue, as she writhed and moaned beneath his mouth.  Purposely avoiding her nipple, John continued his assault on her opposite breast, moaning against her creamy skin as he sampled and savoured her taste.

 

“Oh… mmmmm… John… don’t stop…” Marlena’s head writhed from side to side.  She could feel the blood rushing to her brain, as John had his way with her.  It was such a different feeling, but so intense. She trusted him completely, and never once worried that she might fall.  Her fingernails found the front of John’s body, frantically working from their awkward position to remove his jacket. John shrugged her hands away from him, taking them with his and lacing his fingers through them.  Then he extended her arms out to the side, and held them against the banister. Marlena whimpered and pressed her breasts out further, asJohn’s mouth continued its task. Taking one nipple in his mouth, he gently bit on it, and using his tongue, he brought her to complete loss of control.  By the time he had tended to both nipples, John had Marlena screaming his name… begging for more. Her arms struggled beneath his, trying desperately to free

themselves so that she could touch him.  “John… please…” she begged, rolling her head forwards so that she could look at him through hooded, lust-filled eyes.  

 

John smirked. “This is what you get for teasing me like that… all night!” His lips found the hollow between her throat and sucked on it exquisitely.

 

“It’s not the same… it’s… different…” Marlena breathed, as she relaxed her neck again, overcome with the sensations that John’s lips created in her.

 

“Oh no… no… it’s not different.  In fact, what you did to me is probably worse…”  John proceeded to worship her neck with his kisses, smiling into her skin as she continued to whimper his name, too exhausted to argue with him.  He was starting to lose control himself, and his erection pressed against his pants. He ground himself into her naked womanhood, and she gasped when she felt him, straining for release through his pants.  He felt her again begin to struggle with his hands, but John wouldn’t relent.

 

He gazed down at her womanhood, which glistened with her arousal.  He wanted to touch it… but he knew that if he let her go, Marlena would try to gain control again over the situation.  And he didn’t want that… John knew that he could quite easily lose this game of control. He withdrew all contact with her, and Marlena merely raised her head, her body heaving as she gazed at him in uncertainty, too hot and flustered to move.  “Stay there…” John demanded huskily as he saw her start to move. “Or I will go upstairs and go to sleep…”

 

Marlena moaned as she watched John retreat up the stairs.  She allowed herself to stand on the stairs, her back relaxing against the wall as she waited for John to return.  And when he did, she gasped. He descended the staircase, his body naked, his penis erect as it begged for her touch.  His eyes stared intensely at Marlena, and she immediately scurried back over to the banister, the way he had left her.

 

John extended Marlena’s arms, and taking a scarf, he tied each of her hands to the wood.  Marlena gasped, and tried to move her arms, but found that she couldn’t. The knots were loose, but even if she had been able to work her wrists out of them, Marlena knew that she didn’t want to.  She gazed at John hotly, as his hands travelled over her body, stopping at her hips. Then he knelt on the step in front of her, and brought his face to her centre, blowing on her in a teasing motion.  Marlena gasped and shivered, the goose bumps covering her body as she pleaded with John to do something. Her pleas were answered, when she felt his tongue on her clit, licking her slowly and gently at first, until her hips began to buck towards him.  Then he upped the pace, sucking on her nub and then moving his tongue down to her opening, thrusting in and out, before returning to her clitoris. His hands raked her legs and thighs, and he lifted them and placed them over his shoulder. “Oh god… I am going to… John… I’m going to cum…”

John immediately moved his face away from her, and kissed his way up her body.  He reached her lips and their tongues mated with an intensity borne of excitement and passion.  

 

Then John untied her hands and sat on the step, bringing Marlena to sit on top of him.  His erection probed at her opening, and Marlena, not being able to wait any longer, raised her hips and sat down on him hard, gasping as she felt him fill her completely.  Then, when she had recovered from the sensation, she began to move up and down as they both moaned in satisfaction, their movements becoming more and more erratic. Finally, when they were both weakening, they came together, John exploding inside her, beads of sweat coating their bodies.  As soon as they had stopped shuddering, Marlena allowed herself to collapse against him, unable to do anything else. They couldn’t even talk as they sat together, panting for air, their hearts pounding against one another’s skin. “Fuck… that was hot…” John said, when he could finally speak.  Marlena raised her face from where it nuzzled into his neck, and gazed at him. Then they both started laughing. “Let’s go upstairs…” John lifted her, and at once her legs wrapped around his waist, her mouth finding the hair of his sweat-soaked chest, and placing open-mouthed kisses along it. “I think we need a shower…” John practically ran up the stairs, and their night of intense love-making began.