- WARNINGS FOR THIS CHAPTER: Sexytime, honk honk.

- Disclaimer: I own it not.

- A/N: I don't know why I 'honked' in the warnings section… Erm.. Yeah.

Sorry for not updating this for a while. I've not had the urge to write, and I had no inspiration. The same goes for 'Chronicles…' though hopefully, that'll be updated sometime this week.

Enjoy!


Black Mariah

Chapter Four: Mariah/Tala

Shopping. Sure, Mariah loved shopping, but it was all she and Ray seemed to do recently. It was like it was his only way to keep her on his leash. Little did he know, though, that she kept slipping off of that leash…

Mariah watched on in boredom as Ray pointed out various pink things. Yes, yes, they were nice, but she felt no urge to have them. What she wanted… Was currently a certain redheaded Russian walking towards them down the street. Yes, Mariah had certainly wondered what Tala was like in bed many times…

"Tala!" she called out, making Ray spin around to see his Russian friend, and making Tala look up from his mobile phone he was texting on.

"Hey," he replied, reaching them and smiling.

"What are you doing here?" Mariah asked, tilting her head slightly and pouting a little.

"Visiting Kai for a while. But I've escaped. He was doing my head in…"

"Understandable," Ray chuckled.

"So, you're staying at Kai's?" Mariah asked innocently enough.

"Oh, no. I couldn't stand staying with him. No, I'm staying at the hotel down East Avenue."

Mariah smirked a little, knowing that Tala staying at a hotel - on his own - would be the perfect opportunity to test out her seducing skills even further, and finally find out what Tala was really like in bed.

A few minutes of chatting, and Mariah began to get bored. She wanted to get home, doll herself up, and eventually make her way to the hotel where Tala was staying. She wanted sex, and the sooner she left to get prepared, the sooner she could have it!

"Come on, Ray. We really need to get home," Mariah said sweetly, grabbing Ray's hand and gently pulling him away. "It was lovely seeing you again, Tala."

"Yeah, see you later, Tala."

Tala raised his eyebrows as he watched Ray being pulled away by Mariah. Shrugging, and returning to the text message he was writing before being interrupted by Mariah and Ray, he began walking in the direction where his hotel was.


Mariah smacked her lips as she finished putting her lipgloss on. She looked utterly irresistible. The only hard part would be sneaking out of the house without Ray seeing her. He'd certainly question her about why she was wearing her shortest skirt, tightest top, and best shoes.

Grabbing her phone from the dresser, Mariah walked out of the bedroom, and stood at the top of the stairs. She listened for any signs of movement, but heard none.

"Ray?" she called out, still not moving from the top of the stairs.

When she didn't get a reply, she concluded that Ray must've gone out to get some groceries or something. She ran down the stairs, grabbed her keys and coat, and left the house. As the cold air of outside hit her, she shivered and put her coat on. Popping the keys and her phone into her pocket, she began walking down the path and out onto the street.

Just as she was crossing road, she heard Ray's voice behind her. He wasn't calling out to her, but was on his phone. Mariah quickly hid behind a tree and looked back at the house. Ray hadn't noticed her, and was making his way up their path towards the front door.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Mariah carried on walking towards the hotel Tala was staying at, hoping that he was already there. She didn't know how easy it would be to get into his room otherwise.

Mariah soon reached the hotel, as the town wasn't really that big. She walked up to the reception desk, and the lady there looked at her suspiciously.

"Can I help you?"

"Erm, yes. I'm wondering which room Tala Ivanov is in. Could you please tell me?"

The woman looked her up and down.

"Sorry, miss. We don't have time for your… Business."

Mariah frowned and realised what the woman was implying. She thought that Mariah was some common prostitute! Mariah was about to retort, when a voice came from behind her.

"Mariah's a friend of mine - not a whore."

Mariah turned to see Tala holding a brown paper bag and scowling at the reception lady. Tala beckoned Mariah to follow him towards the lift as he turned away. Mariah happily did so, giving the reception lady the finger as they both left.

"Why are you here?" Tala asked as they stepped into the lift. He pressed a big round button with the number '4' written on it.

"Came to see you, of course," Mariah shrugged, leaning against the wall of the elevator, and thrusting her chest out, trying to catch Tala's eye with her boobs.

"But… Why?" Tala asked again, giving the boobs a spare glance.

"Why not?"

Tala sighed, realising that he wasn't really going to get an answer out of her, and stepped to the door as the bell went to signal that they were at his floor. The doors opened, and Mariah followed him out of the lift and down the corridor to a room marked '135'. Tala swiped the card key, and let Mariah into the room first.

"Does Ray know you're here?" Tala asked, shutting the door behind himself and placing the brown bag on a table - it made a loud clunk, leading Mariah to believe that a bottle was inside it.

"No, he doesn't, actually," Mariah asked, looking out of the window. She could see her and Ray's house from here.

"So… Why are you here?" Tala asked a little more suspiciously, sitting down on his bed - not a wise move.

Mariah saw Tala sit on the bed in the reflection in the glass. She smirked, but turned it into a little smile as she turned away from the window, and walked up to Tala slowly.

"I think you probably know what I'm here for," she whispered seductively into his ear as she leaned down to him.

Tala raised his eyebrows, and made to stand back up, but Mariah pushed him back onto the bed. Realising that she still had her coat on, she quickly took the warm article of clothing off, revealing the very tight top she was wearing underneath. Tala couldn't help but stare at the pair of huge basoomas in his face.

"You like the look of them, huh?" she asked, grinning.

Tala swallowed and tried to speak, but Mariah quickly leaned down and kissed him, pushing him back so he was lay on the bed with her on top of him. When she broke the kiss, Tala's eyes held something that looked like defeat, and he quickly pulled her back into another kiss, rolling them over so he was on top of her.

Mariah pushed Tala upwards, breaking their kiss again, and Tala took the opportunity to remove his shoes and socks, and remove Mariah's heels. He took one of her big toes and sucked on it, making her giggle. Satisfied that he was pleasing her, he made his way back up to her face, and kissed her again, whilst running his hand along her bare thigh and upwards under her skirt.

Mariah moaned into the kiss as she felt Tala's hand brush against her sensitive skin. But if he thought it was going to be easy to get a fuck out of her, he was wrong. She broke their kiss for a third time, and sat up. She removed his t-shirt and threw it across the room. Tala ran his hands down her arms and pulled upwards when they reached the hem of Mariah's top. Surprisingly, it came off smoothly and easily, even though it was so tight.

Tala looked at Mariah's chest, watching as her boobs bounced, threatening to burst out of her bra, as she moved towards him for another kiss. She lifted his head up with one finger, and brought their lips together. Tala's hands made their way to the button of Mariah's skirt, and skilfully undid it. Mariah lifted herself up, wrapping her arms around Tala's neck so their kiss wouldn't be broken, and Tala pushed Mariah's skirt down to her knees.

Realising that the skirt wouldn't come down any further until someone moved and the position was changed, Mariah broke away and stood up, letting her skirt fall to the floor, and letting Tala see her little pink thong for the first time. Tala also stood up, and Mariah reached for his belt. She undid it quickly, and proceeded to undo the button, too. Tala groaned as she wormed her hand into his trousers, and rubbed his growing arousal through the fabric of his underwear.

"Excited, are we?" Mariah said, smirking.

Tala said nothing, but removed Mariah's hand from his trousers to pull them down, stepping out of them when they reached his ankles. Mariah stepped closer to Tala, but before she could pounce on him, he pounced on her, reaching around to her back and unclipping her bra. It fell to the floor, letting her basoomas spring free.

Tala grabbed one in each hand and began fondling them, whilst Mariah reached down to Tala's underwear. Feeling his erection through the fabric again, she grinned and pulled the underwear down, letting Tala's cock stand up to attention without anything holding it down.

Tala gasped as Mariah's hand worked it's way around his erection, stroking the length and then reaching behind to stroke his balls. Tala moved away, and pushed Mariah back gently so she fell to the bed, and he promptly removed her thong. Tala kissed one of Mariah's long legs before placing himself over her.

"What, no foreplay?" she asked, smirking.

"You don't want foreplay, you just want to get laid," Tala retorted.

Mariah's smirk widened, as she realised that Tala knew exactly what she wanted, and she gasped as he pushed into her. She had to admit that having sex with someone other than Ray was really turning her on. Tala thrusted in and out of her, pleasing her. Thoughts of how warm she was ran through his mind, and as he felt her contract around him with her orgasm, his own orgasm flooded into her.

Gasping, Tala rolled off of Mariah, and turned to look at her. She was also panting, and a single bead of sweat was rolling down her forehead. Tala wiped it away, causing Mariah to turn and look at him. She gave him a little smile, which he returned before closing his eyes to catch an hour or two of sleep.

Once sure that Tala was completely out of it, Mariah busied around, putting her clothes back on. Once fully dressed, she leant over the form of Tala, placing a little kiss on his cheek, and whispered a little "thank you" into his ear. She picked up her coat, and left the room.


A/N: Mariah just couldn't make up her mind… Kiss, break away to remove clothes, kiss again, break away… She's a fussy little tart.

I aimed to have this up yesterday, but I had to zoom to work. So I thought "I'll finish it when I get home". At 11pm. But I didn't. I wrote one line. And for that I even needed help from OrganicVoodoo… Haha.

Notice my profile. Notice the new picture on my profile. Ewww, it's me! And Bam…

I very nearly mentioned 'beacons of warmth' again… But I refrained XD

Did you know, that 'thrusted' apparently isn't a word…? Oh well XD

I could've done more foreplay for this lemon… But I actually think it's fine as it is. Actually, I think it's the best lemon I've ever written, and it's not even manlove! :O

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