More Lemony Goodness ahead. You have been warned.

Agent Brunner

Lorraine Rutherford woke slowly, the feeling of fingers brushing through the long length of her hair bringing a soft smile to her lips. She wasn't sure how long she lay bonelessly against her man before she remembered just why he was being so absently affectionate this morning. She tensed, her eyes flying open at the memory of just how wanton she'd been the night before.

"Shh… Hush, my lovely one. You were amazing last night," her fiancé said gently, tightening his grip on her when she tried to sit up. "I'll never want for another after feeling you give your whole self over into my keeping. Don't fret, Sunshine. And don't cry. I love you." Raina blinked. She hadn't realized that she was crying. Her emotions were out of control this morning. She wasn't even sure how to approach this situation. What was the next step after losing one's virginity? The man possessed her mouth until the tears finally dried up.

"I… I don't want you to think… I just… I don't regret last night, Jaguar. I just…"

"I know, Sweetness. Just relax. It's okay." As he continued to hold her and whisper sweet nothings into her ear, she found herself doing just that. There was nothing to worry about. She didn't regret her night in the arms of her love. She was mostly trying to figure out what she was meant to do now that she was no longer untouched. But that could wait. The way he was touching her was putting her in the mind of a second round of lovemaking. She shivered at the possibility, moving her legs apart as he directed her to. A knock on the door interrupted their antics.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but your agent is here to see you, mbwa mwitu." It was on the tip of his tongue to tell her to send the man away, but looking down at his suddenly horrified fiancée, he sighed. He probably should give her a chance to recover from their night together away from him.

"I'm on my way," the man said in annoyance. Quddissya giggled as she walked away from the door. "It seems that round two of our lovemaking will have to wait," he whispered against her ear. He pulled back and laughed at her embarrassment. "Come on, Sunshine. Let's shower and you can meet my agent."

The two got up and did just that. Raina's stomach was growling by the time they were ready to meet the agent. Luckily, the housekeeper had prepared a big breakfast for the lovers.

"This is Jacob Brunner, Sunshine. He's the agent I was telling you about. Jake, I'd like you to meet Lorraine Rutherford, my fiancée and the most amazing actress in Hollywood." The two shook hands, Raina with a warm, nursing smile on her face and Jacob looking at her curiously.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Rutherford. I-"

"Please. Everyone calls me Raina," she grinned. "Tyr tells me that you have been steering his career for a while now."

"We've been together since before he had a career to steer," Jake chuckled. "Tyr's career kind of wrote itself after Sunshine. I hear that you have an interest in some guidance for your own career."

"You heard correctly," the girl nodded rapidly. "Jonathan Esters has been sorta managing my career - such as it is - up until this point. But with the sudden influx of people interested in my skills, it doesn't seem fair to allow that to continue. I know that you probably have a load of clients under your belt since Tyr's career took off. I was wondering if you had any suggestions for me." Jacob looked over the woman. She was so sweet, she'd never last in the hard-nosed, grimy underworld of acting. The girl was too pure, too trusting. She'd gotten lucky with those last two movies of hers not to be taken advantage of, but that couldn't last. Not without a sure guide. Besides, he loved the way she hadn't used her words to trap him. She'd phrased her request so that he could either give her the list of agents he'd compiled or take the job himself with no obligation. He liked that.

"I'd be a fool to give up the opportunity to work with you, Raina. You're a valuable commodity right now." She was grinning fit to burst and looked seconds from a hug. Laughing at her excitement, he gave her a hug, again noting her innocence. "We've got to work on that poker face of yours, little one," he chuckled.

"I've never played poker," Raina shrugged, coming out of his arms. "What do I need to do to sign you up as my agent?"

"I have a standard contract on me. You can read it over and sign it today. Contact your father and ask him to send me the scripts he's been receiving from other people. It may take me a few days to wade through the pile, but I am confident that I can find you a script that will help you build your career." The woman nodded enthusiastically, covering her stomach when it growled loudly.

"That is enough of that. It is time to eat," Quddissya smiled. "You will, of course, be joining us, Jacob?" The housekeeper asked.

"I wouldn't dream of missing your good food, Dissi," the agent replied with a laugh. All the adults headed to the kitchen and wasted no time digging into the woman's good food. Once everyone was full, Quddissya started the dishes and Raina began reading over the contract Jacob had on hand at the kitchen table. She read the whole thing over carefully, asking questions where needed. By the time she felt confident enough to sign, the guys were discussing Tyr's career in the living room.

"...You could have let Fred know that you were leaving at least," Brunner said in annoyance. "Yes, the production was shutting down and all, but it's a matter of professionalism."

"His boss clearly over-promoted the budget and expected us to write his movie for him. Leaving was the most professional thing I could do."

"Fine," Jacob groaned at last, not sharing his opinion on the matter. "I've got three more scripts for you to look at. All from more decisive directors - hey there, cutie. Have you finished with that contract yet?"

Raina grinned and nodded. "I signed ten minutes ago, I just didn't want to interrupt. I also texted my Poppi; he said that he would send you all the scripts he's been receiving. He warned that there are a lot of them."

"Sounds like I'll be doing a lot of reading. I take it that you don't want to play any overly sexual parts?"

"No, thank you," the girl confirmed. "I don't mind being the villain or trying my hand at unusual roles. But I will not do sex scenes. Ever. I'm a 'fade to black' kinda woman."

"That's fine. I'll hunt through the pile and get back to you with some ideas, okay? I'll need your phone number." The two exchanged phone information before he left.

"Well, that was embarrassingly easy," Raina huffed. "I didn't expect your agent to just up and sign me. I actually expected to spend the rest of the day and maybe the next interviewing agents that he recommended."

"Jacob knows a good thing when he sees it," Tyr said gently, pushing one of her braids behind her ear. "Besides, this is a huge boon for his business too. Remember, you are a hot commodity right now." He ignored the intense heat coming off her face as he mentioned her fame. "Your new phone should arrive by Amazon sometime today or tomorrow. After that comes our meeting with my lawyer. But there's nothing really left to do for today, my Sunshine. What would you like to do for the rest of the day?" He was careful to keep his tone neutral, maybe she didn't want to spend the rest of the day making love.

"I'd love to hike along the river again," she grinned happily. Looking at her fiancé, she suddenly looked apologetic. "I'm sorry, Jaguar, but my… legs feel weird. I'd like to get them under me before I… before we…"

"It's alright, my love," he reassured his woman quietly. "You've never done this before. I understand completely. Let's go." The couple took off immediately, covering a good portion of the river before she seemed to 'get her sea legs'. At hour four of the hike, Tyr got tired of the silence surrounding them.

"What are you thinking about, baby? You've been so quiet that it's starting to worry me."

Lorraine startled out of her thoughts. Before he spoke the only sounds had been the burble of the river and the occasional scurry of animals. She'd been too busy worrying about how Mama would react to her impending confession to admire the majestic Arkansas River. Would she be angry? Worried? Disappointed? Maybe she should get herself checked out for disease. But that seemed rude to Tyr. But at the same time, she had a responsibility to make sure that she didn't have gonorrhea, didn't she? God, sex was so complicated!

"Lorraine?"

Damn! She was worrying again. "I'm sorry, Tyr. I was just… thinking. I'll um… stop?" She shook her head as she walked but a hand on her arm stopped her forward motion.

"I know you were thinking, my lovely one," her companion smiled into her eyes. "You're always thinking. What I want to know is what you were thinking about."

"I was… I… It's embarrassing," she finally admitted. Tyr kissed her thoroughly until she was a moaning pile of goo.

"I want to know what you were thinking about, Sunshine."

She was powerless to resist those chocolate-brown eyes of his. "What last night means in the light of day." Silence met her statement and she started to panic. Then a soft chuckle joined the burble of the river.

"My poor confused love," he laughed softly. He pulled her suddenly resisting form to his and held her until she relaxed. "Lorraine, I'm not going to hurt you. I haven't had sex since we started dating and I tested negative for STDs back in New Zealand. If you want, we can go get you tested. You'll probably want that done before calling your mom about all this."

Raina was staring at him as if he were a psychic, making him laugh more. "No, love. I'm not reading your mind. I just know you. Come on. There's a clinic within walking distance of here. They do anonymous testing; I've used them before." The girl followed him like a docile lamb. She smiled happily when he grabbed her hand and held it while they traveled to the clinic. Being tested was surprisingly easy, Tyr even got tested to make her feel better and paid for everything afterward. They started for home along the road since the sun was starting to set by now. Lorraine was nervous when a truck pulled up beside them, but Tyr looked in and then smiled.

"Hey, Anasazi! Took too long of a walk again?"

"I just wanted to show off the river to my lady, Danny," Tyr said tiredly. "I may have underestimated the journey though. Six hours of walking is a long time."

"Well, hop in, man! I'll get you home lickity-split! Don't be afraid, miss. Old Danny ain't gonna hurt ya." Raina slipped into the truck next to the driver and fastened in. Tyr got in after her and they were off.

"I'm Lorraine Rutherford, but everyone just calls me Raina. Thank you for the ride, Mr. Danny." The man being addressed burst out laughing.

"Now those are some old-fashioned manners! I ain't been addressed so politely in… ever!" The man commented, his bright, blue eyes twinkling. "I know who you are, Raina. I don't think there's a person on the planet that doesn't recognize you at this point. I go by Danny. Danny Hughes. Your man and I have been friends since he started building that giant mansion just outside of town. In fact, most of the people here are friendly towards him. Tyr is a good soul."

Raina nodded. "I haven't actually been in town yet."

Danny laughed again. "Don't think we haven't noticed! Just so you know, we're not all like that cross-dressing asshole."

"I'm glad to hear that." Tyr grinned at his woman and the welder getting along so well. Realizing that this was only the third one of his friends he'd introduced her to, he resolved to take her into town sometime soon. While on the road, the trio had a lively discussion about the beauty of the mountains these people lived in. Being from Calgary for the last few years, Lorraine could appreciate the allure of the mountains. It was fun to hear another perspective on it. As promised, Danny got them to the mansion forty-five minutes later.

"Thanks for the ride, man. I'll be sure to bring my lady around town in the next few days."

"See that you do," Danny said in a haughty voice before bursting into laughter. Raina joined him, causing Tyr to smile again. He wrapped an arm around his lady and waved as the truck pulled away. Then he grabbed the woman's hand and walked her into the house, leaning over to kiss the back of the appendage sweetly before looking up at her playfully.

"May I invite you to dinner on the terrace?" he asked in a courtly manner. Raina giggled and fell into the role easily.

"Shall I change, my lord? I'm hardly dressed for the occasion." Tyr straightened up and pulled her into his arms.

"Anything you wear is perfect, my Sunshine. I happen to love your sense of fashion," he flirted with her. She lit up at the praise and hummed, wrapping her arms around him and kissing him sweetly.

"Thank you for your understanding today," she whispered against his plush lips before claiming them. Tyr quickly dominated the kiss, lifting her up to possess her mouth.

"Alright, children. It's almost time to eat," Quidissya smiled at the couple from the kitchen. "You have a half-hour to clean up before your food is ready."

"We'll take our meal on the terrace, Dissi," Tyr said while staring into his woman's beautiful brown eyes.

"I'll set it up, children. Go! Wash up for dinner." Her joyous laughter was infectious as the couple scampered up the stairs to the master bedroom. Tyr noticed that she was moving a little more stiffly than usual though. Come to think of it, getting her 'sea legs' seemed to involve her learning to walk in a straight line. Once they were in their room, he sat her on the bed, pulled off her pants, and ran his hands over her thighs.

"Tyr! What-" her reprimand was cut off abruptly when he dug into a particularly painful feeling knot in her upper thigh. She hissed in pain, trying to move away from him, but he held firm. Soon the muscles loosened and she sighed in pleasure. He didn't stop there, locating all the knots in her muscles by feel and massaging the muscles until they behaved. She was lying on the bed mewling with pleasure when he finished, her panties soaked to his amusement.

"Why didn't you tell me, Sunshine?"

"I just thought it was a part of… the sexual experience. I figured it would go away in time. No one ever told me that your muscles knotted and needed to be kneaded out afterward." The woman looked so embarrassed that he chuckled and got her a dress to wear for dinner.

"There's no need to prove that you can endure, my love. I'm not here to hurt you. Here. Take off your bra and top. You'll be wearing this for the rest of the evening." He showed her one of her dresses, a sleeveless, airy blue A-line dress with a cotton top and a linen handkerchief bottom. The woman squealed, quickly changeling into the light dress she'd found no occasion to wear thus far. Tyr changed into a chainmail shirt that emphasized his bulging muscles and a set of jet-black leather pants and boots that could only have been tailor-made for him. The effect was devastating for the woman, who could only think of ways to get him out of such a sexy outfit. Suddenly all she could think about was sex.

"Come, little ones. The terrace is ready for you and so is your dinner." Tyr grinned at his woman, pulling her close and tilting her head up so that he could look into her dilated eyes.

"Your eyes are dilated, Sunshine. One's eyes usually dilate when one wants something. What do you want, my precious angel?"

"You," she moaned, leaning heavily on him with her small hands on his chest.

"Then you shall have me," he whispered against her lips. Her stomach chose that moment to rebel, gurgling loudly to her complete chagrin. Raina covered her face as her fiancé let out a belly laugh. "After we get you fed, darling. Come, dinner awaits." He escorted his lady down the stairs and out on the terrace. There was a filmy tent set up to keep the bugs away from their plates and citronella candles lit for the mosquitoes and gnats. Even with the practicality of the setup, Raina still found it romantic. Especially when he held her chair out for her. The woman settled into her seat with a blush, watching her man through her lashes as he took his seat. Quidissya brought the food out, pre-plated, and insisted on refilling them as the couple ate. It was highly embarrassing to Lorraine because she really wanted to talk about sexual things but was too embarrassed with an audience. Finally, seeing that their appetite was waning, the older woman brought out dessert. It was a lava cake that oozed fudge and tasted just as good as it looked. After the plates were cleared and washed, the woman turned to her two charges.

"I shall leave the two of you to your discussions, watoto wangu. See you both tomorrow." (my children)

"Goodnight, Mama mtukufu," Raina said excitedly, jumping up to hug the woman. Tyr came over for his own hug, a smile on his face.

"Remember, if you stay out here too long, the mosquitoes will eat you alive, candles or no candles," she said with a gleam in her eyes. Laughing at the girl's guilty start, she gathered her things and took off for the night.

"Alone at last," he murmured against her ear, leading her back to the tent. "How shall we entertain ourselves, Sunshine?"

"But Mama said-"

"Quddissya doesn't know everything. And it would be a shame to let this setup go to waste." With that ominous statement, he sat his fiancée on the table and freed his pulsing cock through his fly. "Would you like a taste before we begin, little wolf?" Lorraine immediately dropped to her knees and crawled to him. She slid his member into her mouth, eagerly suckling his head as she massaged the base with her hot little hands. She was fully engaged in what she was doing, having fantasized about it all during dinner. Tyr could only stand there, his deep brown eyes hooded as he watched her. The fact that she still had her glorious hair in her trademark bun allowed him to watch her slurp at his privates like a glutton. It was deeply stimulating. Even more so when he leaned over her hunched form, pushed down her dripping panties, and stuck an electric vibrator deep into her wet opening. The woman gasped and almost choked on his phallus, before making all manner of sounds as she rode out the sensation of double penetration.

"You seem to be enjoying yourself," he said in amusement as he watched her approach her end. It shook her when she climaxed off this sexy setup and she was forced to release his throbbing meat to catch her breath. "Is it good for you, baby?"

"Mmmmm," she groaned, too caught up in euphoria to even form words.

"Good." That was all the warning she got before he picked her up and laid her on her back on the table. "Cause I'm looking for a snack after such a decadent meal. And you are just what I need." He put his penis away - for the time being - and settled himself right in front of her. The actor then lifted her dress and pulled the electronic device out of her dripping cunt with a slurping sound and regarded her with raised eyebrows. The woman colored prettily.

"What? You're really hot," she said by way of explanation.

"Indeed," he shrugged, used to this reaction from women. Because he was hot and a woman creaming herself at the sight and taste of him was nothing new. And just like with other women, he planned to punish her appropriately. But first… The man turned the vibrator off and ran an inquisitive finger up the side of it, collecting some of her essence along the way. He then stuck his finger in his mouth, sampling her. "You know, I don't usually like the taste of a woman's nectar, Sunshine. I'm a very generous lover, but eating a woman out is not my style. I prefer to use my hands on her to make her scream and squelch. But you, my perfect love, taste like sweet candy to me. Your taste is quite addictive, shall I prove it?"

With that, he stuck her new toy in her mouth and his face in her dripping pussy, lapping at her hungrily. She gasped, tasting herself for the first time and barely able to stand the feel of his perfect goatee on her intimate flesh. She started thrashing on the table, her body all but convulsing as she gave into him. It felt so damn good! Nothing anywhere was supposed to feel this good. The dildo did its job of keeping her cries and screams of pleasure down to an earthly level. She'd completely forgotten about the necklace around her neck, the one that she hadn't taken off since he'd given it to her. But her lover hadn't. Groaning at the taste of her, he reached up until he found the device by feel and activated it. Then he resumed his torture, pulling a whole slew of well-earned crescendos out of her willing body with his lips, tongue, and talented fingers.

He looked up at her as he pleasured her and was surprised that she was still suckling the vibrator, using the hand not pulling him into the cradle of her body to thrust it into her mouth. Her tongue was swirling over the tip and head of it; he saw the occasional flash of that newly awakened tongue of hers and it made him even more stiff and hard for her. She was actually drooling as she licked it. Realizing that watching her antics had him groaning with the need to release, he sucked her button into the cavern of his mouth and swirled his tongue all over it while shoving three fingers into her juicy center to find her G-spot. His mission was a success and she exploded for him, screaming out around her new lollipop.

"Aah! A-aaah, Tyr! I… I need you…"

Releasing her engorged clit with a satisfied *pop*, he stood and freed himself once more, slamming his dick into her. Her back arched as if electrocuted. He pressed her back to the table with a gentle hand on her neck, Lorraine tried to readjust herself on the table, but Tyr was having none of it, and soon she was writhing helplessly as he thrust brutally into her.

"I've never been jealous of a sex toy before, Sunshine. I was thinking of taking it away from you, but I think I like watching you suck on it so lovingly, like it's me," the girl immediately pulled it out and he stopped her. "No, little girl. I want to watch you lavish attention on it, all while I fuck you to death. Sounds good?" He rammed himself into her and she whimpered a cry of raw lust, causing a truly sadistic grin to cross his lips. "That's right, my love. Suck that plastic dick while I satisfy you." He then proceeded to do just that, pounding her pussy like a madman. He listened to her stuttered praises of his prowess around her enthusiastic suckling and stroking of the pho-phallus. It was making him hot. Wishing that he had a clone - or had at least bought whipped cream to the table with him - he happily continued his conquest. By the time the sun had set completely and the candles were the only light source for the couple, Tyr was going out of his mind with the need to possess her completely. He was pumping in her body rhythmically, growling as he suckled her fully erect nipples. The girl had sat up immediately after he commanded her to, her lovely dress discarded so that he wouldn't rip it to get at her. Through it all, she was still sucking on that damn toy!

"Get up," he snapped at the drooling, screaming woman under his thrall. She didn't hesitate, wobbling to her feet against him and waiting for further instructions as she stroked her toy with her tongue. Grinning like a supervillain, the actor turned her around and bent her over the table. She squealed when he slapped her ass hard and slammed his pulsating member into her body. She was screaming her head off, using the toy to try and muffle herself. It wasn't working and if not for her necklace, her cries for more would have reached the whole of Granite. They would have had the police over here to investigate a murder! He could only continue to spank her like a naughty puppy as he fucked her, finally able to get at her plump globes of flesh. Kneading them like a dedicated baker as he dripped sweat on her back from his exertions. Tyr was quite pleased with all the dark marks on the perfect skin of her back. It made him feel wild, like the predator he was. His woman was beyond speech, screeching affirmations into the night. She was panting heavily, begging for every release he gave her. Her sweat-soaked body felt incredible, not to mention her tight walls gripping him, milking him. He shot yet another load of his seed into her, his senses reeling.

Lorraine was faring no better, yelling out with every powerful thrust and incoherent with lust. She was holding onto her vibrator by reflex only, no longer paying attention to it as her fiancé satisfied her carnal desires. She was having a hard time getting oxygen to her brain as he spanked her hard. His rhythmic thrusting never slowed though. She could have set a clock by the rocking of his hips! He was saying something as he buried his dick deep inside her womb and exploded for the umpteenth time that night, but she was too busy shrieking like a banshee to heed him. She was therefore unprepared when he whipped her back onto her back and lifted her legs up, crossing them so that his ginormous cock felt even bigger in her tight space. She moaned meaningfully at the sensation. He was grinding himself into her up to the hilt, knocking all manner of incoherent nonsense out of her overloaded brain. She was his. Completely. Utterly. There was no other way it could be. Fortunately for her, Tyr Anasazi seemed to feel the same way about her. She tightened up and erupted against him, her whole body relaxing as she slipped into oblivion for the second time in as many lovemaking sessions.

Tyr was immensely proud of himself as he worked to empty the rest of his semen into her pliant body. Even in sleep, her vagina was still tight and ready for him, her newly tried walls clenching him in invitation. He took the invitation, not stopping until his hard and throbbing phallus was empty and limp inside of her leaking body. He felt elated to be her one and only. The idea of her with another man lit something wild in his blood. She was his and only his. Only he had the right to experience the bliss that was their lovemaking. He wouldn't allow anyone anywhere to take her away from him. He shoved himself into her sated body one last time, his manhood having hardened with his dark musings. This time he panted and strained inside of her, attacking her breasts savagely as if to prove to himself that she truly belonged to him. His ejaculation was massive, he was so worked up.

"Oh Tyr..." his lady mewled in her sleep. And just like that, all the aggression and pent up anger evaporated out of him. He looked down at his innocent angel and smiled, caressing her tenderly. What was he doing? What the hell was he doing, raping her willing body in her sleep? He had nothing to prove! Lorraine Rutherford had given herself to him willingly. She was all his and she more than knew it. He needed to stop imagining rivals for her affections and foes to vanquish. This thought in mind, he picked her up, cradling her naked form to his hard body, and carried her out of their private sanctuary and up to bed. Once there, he freed her hair and braided it so that it wouldn't get tangled in the night. He went and got a hot cloth and fluffy towel, cleaning her drenched lower body. She was draining his cum; the sight had him hard for her all over again. Resisting the urge to take her again in her sleep, he instead dressed her in an adorable silk pajama set and settled her on top of him so they could both get some sleep.