3.
~ "Pippa's art teacher keeps asking about you." Ariadne teased as she applied lotion to her elbows, legs and arms. She kept a special mixture of scented lotions for herself in Cobb's room. Things the Extractor liked. A pleasing camomile and soap bark. Clean and subtle.
Cobb moaned and rolled his eyes.
"I don't know how to be polite about the whole thing." He admitted with a laugh.
"Well, it's your own fault." She said through a mouthful of toothpaste.
She spat and rinsed.
"You showed up to the Christmas pageant dressed in a nice suit and carrying white roses for Pippa. What are those ladies supposed to do?" She laughed coming out of the bathroom.
"Well, Pippa is my daughter, it's a father's right to bring his daughter roses for her first onstage performance." Cobb said as she climbed into bed with him.
The Extractor's room was simple and modern. Alight impressionist art work on the wall. It was decorated with high end furniture that was elegant and current in fashion.
"Dom." She said sincerely. "If you want to be with that woman, I'll let you go. I mean, I know this situation can be really hard sometimes. On all of us. You and the kids deserve a normal life."
Cobb gave her a surprised look. She shrugged and smiled sweetly. A sickly saccharin tone to her voice.
"You can spend your nights watching re-runs of 'Sex & the City' with her and having date nights at the local seafood house. Going to Wal-Mart after. Arthur and Eames will understand." She laughed before he seized her.
~ Being with an older, more experienced man had it's benefits. Cobb knew exactly how to treat a member of the fairer sex. How to please her. Was not deterred by the whims of the female mind and was able to control and tame the much younger woman.
She was quickly under him as his lips encompassed her. She was drawn into that beautiful face of his. His kind pleasing nature. The disciplined stance he took with his children. All of that made him so sexy to women. Ariadne was no exception.
"I've been looking forward to this all week." He breathed. A hand infringing along the opening of her silky night gown. For Cobb's part, he didn't bother with clothing. Preferring to save time and arrive in bed naked.
Ariadne, she had to wear something. It was to the Extractor's pleasure and right to undress her.
She had a special set of night ware for each man. Cobb's were always plain and feminine. In soft spring time hues. This one was a very pale blue.
"Me to." She admitted when he released her from his kiss. She had missed their contact after the two days reprieve. A time when the group felt it was best to give her time alone. It made their reunion so much better.
The Extractor brushed away the stray locks of hair as she teasingly ran a hand up his chest. Testing his resolve.
The lovers refused to release one another from their gaze. As if they would break a spell.
Cobb's weight felt wonderful on her. He was careful not to fully sink into her. Her small frame so delicate. His body acting like a protective blanket over her own. Hiding her as he gradually undressed her.
Slowly...slowly. The Extractor removed her sheer slip. His efforts intentionally indolent. Ariadne squirmed under him. Her own excitement neglected and wanting. Her lovers attentions focused on unlacing her inch by careful inch.
"Dom." She said taking a hard swallow. Trying to divert his sadistic torture.
She was silenced by his lips kissing her exposed shoulder. The delightful contact of his breath on bare skin. Skin that was normally concealed at all costs. Cobb advanced slowly. Uncovering her further.
When her nipple was unveiled, she found she was breathing hard. The pleasurable terror of having her most intimate areas bared for him.
Cobb was rocking his hips with her. The blankets blocking his fearsome penetration. Her small frame forced to accommodate his wide body. Her legs stretched wide till the muscles cried in protest. His body still moving as his lips suckled at her nipples. The way a baby would.
Ariadne loved this. The ticklish feel of his lips and facial hair on her soft, delicate skin. Her hands going to his head as he tried to fit her small, pert breasts into his mouth. Gobbling them.
"Dom!" She cried as he hungrily sucked and pulled.
Possessed, Cobb rolled her over. Forcing her backside up. Her breasts hanging freely out of her nearly removed night dress. Cobs hands roughly pulling her gown up. Exposing her rear to him.
This was how the Extractor preferred her. How he almost always took her. A position that made it easier for her to bare his love this way. She could relax as he took her.
She felt his fingers probing her wetness. Her desire hungry for him. Aching for his touch. She gasped as he stared stroking her. She was on hands and knees, a demeaning poses, but she was in heaven. She spread her legs wider, giving him more access to her.
Another one of their rules, she would deny them nothing. What ever they wanted to do, she would never protest. It had led her on a shocking education into the unbridled, lustful wants of gentlemen.
She could feel him abusing himself. Stroking his shaft. Preparing it for her. Making himself so ridged that when he forced himself in, she would hardly bare the intrusion. His hands still at her sex, stroking and petting. Angrily rubbing her clitoris till she felt her desire spin wildly out. She cried out softly at the sudden climax he forced on her.
Needing no more incentive, Cobb took her. His entrance into her core was hard and unrestrained. He slid into her easily. Allowing her hot passage to pull him in. Devouring him. She heard him grunt as she felt his manhood satiating her.
A wonderful fullness coming into her. His breathing was hard as he began thrusting. His hands reaching around to her breasts. Stroking them and using them as leverage. Her buttocks absorbed each blow as he pounded himself relentlessly into her. Her small body force to move to his rhythm.
In a way, this position was more enjoyable. She could relax and allow him to do all the work. There was no kissing, no cuddling, just raw animal sex. Mindless and easy.
She felt her breast jiggle freely as he let go of them. His hands going to her hair. Pulling it. Not terribly hard, but he held a strong enough grip on her locks to make her sit up slightly.
The Extractor was merciless in his ravishing. His breathing rapid and labored. Small grunts coming from him and his thrusting. Pulling her hair, her head upward. Anther hand on her shoulder. Steadying himself. She was forced to brace herself against the headboard as his plunged into her over and over. Faster and faster.
She was helpless as he groaned his completion.
For his own personal reasons, Cobb never came inside her. He always pulled out. The Extractor grabbing a handful of tissue to catch his escaping life force.
Ariadne was on a shot so she would not fall pregnant by any of her lovers. All of them agreeing to not seek outside sex so they would not introduce anything to her, and a result, the rest of the men. None of them used protection.
The Architect rolled over. Kneeling beside him as he stroked the last of his seed free from his body. Looking half ashamed of himself. She kissed his chest lightly. Sweet little kisses that comforted him.
~ Why he always took her from behind, she had no idea. She didn't want to ask either. Cobb was an excellent lover. Kind and attentive. Yet somehow distant. Not wanting to come inside her helped to keep that barrier between them.
He bestowed on her beautiful kisses. Sweet and sincere, yet there was something he was always holding back. She knew he loved her, although he never said it. Not even when he was in the throws of passion. Riding her from behind till his body tensed and he forced himself to pull out. Perhaps his heart still belonged to the Shade.
Ariadne pulled the covers over her naked body tighter as Cobb returned from the bathroom. Feeling Mal's ghost all around her.
Cobb snuggled down with her. Nuzzling his face serenely into her hair. The Extractor was soon asleep. Content and satiated.
The Architect, naked beside him. Her body warm and comforted. Her mind working long into the night.