Chapter 6
She stared at Elgin with a mixture of excitement and worry. She realized he had a valid reason for being on the island, but still, his presence there, bothered her. She was beginning to understand, how much she did not dare to have any of her past creep into her mind. And certainly not anything of it, that reminded her of love.
I don't need this, she thought, staring at the handsome black Doctor, coolly. I really don't need him to be this close to me, to be this damned in love with me. I just can't afford that kind of passion.
While her smile was cold and restrained, Elgin was grinning back at her with warmth and complete control. He sipped on the drink she had made him and took his time in answering her question. It was important that his answer be the correct one, they both realized. Very important.
"Well, why do you want to see me?'' she said at last, her voice betraying her impatience and anger. "After all, you practically forced Tapper to let you talk to me. Now, what is it?"
Elgin sighed, shaking his head. "I didn't do anything of the sort," he grumbled. "And besides, you didn't have to say yes to this private session."
"Get on with it, Elgin," she whispered anxiously. "I told you I would help you if you left me alone."
"I can't leave you alone," he answered grimly. "There's too much at stake. There's you and me, and the whole damn clinic!"
"You and your clinic," she snorted in attempted disdain. "You're going to end up as broke as when you lived in Harlem, Elgin."
"That doesn't matter to me," he snarled.
"Money doesn't grab me, like it does you, dear Salome!"
"Will you just get to the point?" she moaned, wearily. "I've had a long day, and it is probably going to be an even longer night."
"Far be it from me to waste your precious time, dear Miss Coyne," he snorted. "But I want to know what you said to him."
She laughed, shaking her head. "I didn't sell your soul, Elgin," she joshed. "I only offered my opinion that you'd be a good risk, that's all."
Elgin shook his head, angrily. "I knew it, I knew you pushed him into it," he hissed at her. "You twisted his arm with that body of yours, didn't you?"
"What of it," she said evenly. "You've got what you wanted, now why can't you just leave me be?"
He leaned forward, gripping one of her wrists tightly in his hand. "Because, you little idiot, if you fuck up, my clinic goes down the drain," he snarled. He was not bothering to hide his contempt and disgust, now. "If you get caught in this little deal of yours, then thousands of innocent people will suffer, because he'll cut off every cent."
She jerked her arm free of his hand. "I'm not going to get caught," she hissed, grimly. "I got you the money, didn't I!"
He sighed almost painfully, again. "Don't you understand?" he moaned. "It will all come out, you are bound to get trapped, don't you see that?"
"I see only what I have done for you," she said, stiffly. "Which you hardly seem grateful for at all, I might add."
"You can't go after money and success at the expense of who you are, Salome," he said, evenly. "You are bound to crack, bound to lose the mask, sometime!"
"You're just angry because I rejected you," she said, cruelly. "You just can't accept my not loving you."
He laughed, weakly, bitterly. "I wish it was only that," he hissed. "I wish I had lost you to someone, and not something."
"It's none of your business, Elgin," she snarled, feeling defensive and hating it. "None of it is!"
"Two things are, damn you," he barked softly. "You are and the clinic is. I won't let you ruin both of those precious resources!"
"For God's sakes, Elgin," she sighed, rising from her chair and pacing nervously about the room. "What are you getting so freaked out about? I told you I have everything under control."
"Everything but yourself," he snarled. "That's the one damn thing you don't have a grip on. Your own emotions."
She stopped suddenly, turning to stare at him. It was as if he had read her mind. She blinked, trying desperately to understand how he could have read that so clearly. She smiled, thinly and shook her head.
"You don't know what you're talking about," she hissed. "You're just grabbing at straws, trying to grab hold of the wind."
"I wish I was," he groaned. "I really do. But I've seen how you look at them, and it isn't the same look you had when you came up with the idea back in college. Nor is it the look you had just a couple of months ago at their party, either."
She wanted to scream at him to stop. Shout at him not to join the nagging doubts and worries that had crept up recently to plague her, along with his own. She wanted none of this, and lit a cigarette to cover her reactions.
"Do you think I'm blind?" he said, softly. He laughed a harsh, groaning chuckle. "Do you think I can't see what goes on behind that mask you wear?"
She was trembling then, feeling the sense of losing control that had happened to her often, now. She was not in command, she could not order her emotions to go dead and blank as she had.
"You're starting to care for them," he said, his voice quivering with the feelings he w experiencing. "You're starting to give a dam about them."
"No, that isn't true," she hissed viciously "Any more than I give a damn about you,' she snarled.
He laughed, his voice hollow and cold. "You are going to turn around one day and discover that you really love this family, for all its fuck-ups," he warned. "And when you do, and when they discover what you've done, you are going to come crashing down, hard, baby."
Angrily, she stubbed out her cigarette. "You can leave now, Elgin," she said, coldly. "I don't think we have anything more to discuss. Just try and remember who helped you to get the money to open your clinic."
He stood up then, grabbing her by the shoulders and pulling her to him, harshly "I'm not quite finished, yet," he hissed.
"Yes you are, now set me free," she snapped, trying to pull away from him.
"You put on such a good act, such a big show," he chuckled thinly. "When it's all a game, all a lie. My God, if I can see through you, what about them?"
"They're just a bunch of white assholes," she nearly screamed. "They're too dumb to know what's happening right in front of them!"
"Color don't give someone brains, baby," he smiled grimly. "And it doesn't take them away, either."
"Let me go," she whispered harshly. "I mean it, Elgin, I've had enough of this crap, now let me go!"
Savagely, he pulled her to him, then. He crushed his mouth over hers, kissing her hungrily. "I'll never let you go," he hissed. "I can't and you don't want me to, anyway!"
Viciously, she tore at his cheek with her nails. He dodged his head out of the way, just in time, and slapped her hard across the cheek. The blow knocked her to one side and stunned her for a moment.
"I'm going to have to show you, I guess," he snarled at her. "Show you how I want you and you want me!"
He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to her feet once again. She felt him backing her against the dresser in her room, his mouth mashing over hers once more. She groaned as she felt his lean, tight body pressing against hers, his groin pinned tightly against one thigh.
His lips were strong and hungry and roamed over hers, greedily. She felt his tongue jabbing at hers, flicking between her teeth as he kissed her. She tried to bite the invading spear, but he removed it too swiftly, while his hands began to roam over her body, passionately.
She could not believe he was attacking her like this. It was not the calm, gentle Elgin that she knew, not the quiet man who was only stirred by his dedication to serving others. This was a passionate, wild animal, that would not take no for an answer.
She felt a tingling fear rumbling in her belly and loins, but it was a strange, almost delightful terror that was sweeping over her. She felt weak and unable to fight back, even as she heard the tearing of the dress she was wearing.
"I'm going to have you," he hissed coldly. "And you are going to admit your passion for me, you are not going to deny your body and heart any longer!"
She screamed, but the sound was faint, as if it were not coming from her own throat, but someone else's, far away. She felt his fingers tearing at the buttons to her dress, scattering them about the room, and she sobbed as she. felt him ripping the dress the rest of the way open.
He had her bent over the back of the dresser then, clad only in her panties and bra, the dress in tatters at her shoulders. She moaned as his mouth greedily covered hers, his lips roaming and kissing her at will.
"Ohh, God, don't, Elgin, don't," she whispered hotly. "I... I can't... I just can't!
Please, please stop it!"
But he either was paying no attention to her, now, or simply refusing to hear, for his mouth rode hard over hers, and his hands began to tear at her bra and panties with a calm, ordered determination.
She gasped as she felt him driving his fingers into the cups of her bra and hooking them around the material of the halter. He pulled sharply and she screamed, feeling the hooks parting behind her back as he tore it from her body.
"You have lovely breasts," he murmured, his voice cruel and nearly mocking. "I am going to enjoy kissing and touching them."
"Please, God, Elgin, don't," she whispered, afraid of something more than the mere sexual aspect of this attack. There was something beneath it that terrified her and her struggles, though weak, continued.
His hand slithered into her panties and she felt his knuckles scraping across the firm smoothness of her belly. She moaned as he took hold of her garment and ripped downward, the sound of the fabric severing at the seams roaring in her ears.
He threw the panties aside, then and cupped his hand over her loins. She felt the burning, hard thickness of his fingers, stiff, yet able to caress and she shuddered, not wanting the warmth she felt building in her loins to continue.
"I told you, you belong to me," he muttered grimly. "Now, I'm going to show you! You can't deny what you feel, bitch, you can't!"
She sobbed as his free hand clasped over her breast once more and he began squeezing the soft, yet firm globe, passionately. She felt his big, strong fingers kneading the mound, digging in deeply and massaging her flesh until her nipple was as hard and taut as a thick stone.
He laughed, catching hold of the sweet, ripe pebble and rolled it back and forth. Sparks of delightful, throbbing pleasure rippled downward through her breasts and belly and mingled with the sensations already boiling in her pit.
His hand massaged her cunt expertly, now, rubbing the folds of her cunt petals between his fingers and scraping the tip of his thumb across her clit. She shivered with the undeniable pleasure she felt and sobbed at her body's refusal to deny the excitement he was creating inside of her.
She did not want to feel this way, in fact, it was the last way she wanted to feel. She wanted to feel the dullness she had once felt with the others, or even better, to feel nothing but disgust for his touch, but his hands were too powerful, his mouth too strong and loving.
She groaned, shuddering violently as she felt him riding the tips of his fingers up and down along the length of her cunt petals. She felt the digits stroking her, creating a lovely, quivering fire that spread quickly throughout her loins, and she could do little more than moan softly under the caress.
Against her thigh, his cock still grew hard and powerful, nearly fully erect, by this time and throbbing with a fierce, growing demand. She could not seem to help herself, she reached down and traced her fingers along the length of it, thrilling to the power she felt trembling beneath them.
"That's it, baby," he whispered harshly. "You know you want it, go ahead!"
He groaned as she pressed harder against the shaft, feeling the width of it, toying with the hardness of it, and the pulsating power she felt inside of his pants.
She whimpered softly, her teeth no longer attacking his tongue as it probed the moist interior of her mouth. Almost eagerly, she flicked her own, pink spear at his, and the two arrows entwined in a passionate embrace.
She felt completely in his power then and what was worse, had no desire to escape it. She groaned as Elgin fondled her breasts more lovingly, and stroked her cunt and damp inner thighs with his skilled, tender hand. Her flesh tingled with the powerful, aching need of him and she began to grip and squeeze his weapon through his trousers. She locked her fingers tightly around his tool, even as she hated the satisfaction she got from hearing his groaning pleasure.
Slowly he rode two fingers into her pussy, taking his time and turning them gently against her inner flesh. Her cunt walls throbbed under the impact of the invasion, aching with a screaming delight at the attack.
She shuddered as he buried the spears deep in her pit and mashed his thumb hard against her clit. His other hand was riding down over her back, now and she shivered as she felt him kneading the sweet, warm curve of her luscious buttocks.
"God, you feel like silk and velvet," he moaned, rocking from left to right against her quivering frame. "Come on, Salome, take it out, take it out of my pants, now!"
She fumbled with his zipper, unable to even be disturbed by her response to him, by this time. All she could think about was feeling the flesh of his manhood in her hand, to be thrilling to the surging animal power that pulsated within his meat.
She pulled the zipper free and his cock nearly flew from the confinement of his trousers. As it fell into her cupped palm, she gasped at the sheer, burning heat of it, so boiling was the blood that tore through his angry flesh.
She wrapped her fingers tightly around his pole and squeezed it rhythmically in her hand. He moaned thickly, jerking with spasms of delight as she fondled the hard, thick, prong. Each time she massaged his shaft, the pain of his desire grew more intense, and the churning of blood and come in his balls pounded with a savage fury.
His fingers stroked her cunt gently, but determinedly. He rode them in and out and she bucked in perfect time with his pumping hand.
The fierce, powerful passion she could feel tearing through his shaft stimulated her almost as much as his plunging digits. As she kneaded and caressed her way up and down the length of the tool, she sighed contentedly with die continual thrusting of his strong fingers against her inner walls.
Her cunt was alive in this moment, alive with all the passion and wanting she had ever experienced. It was almost as if all the desire she had ever had, had come together into one moment of fierce and consuming lust.
She swayed back and forth, felt his fingers massaging her buttocks, and cunt, and she groaned with absolute surrender. "Ohh, Elgin, so good, everything is so good," she moaned. "Please, darling, yes, please, please, yes!"
She was shuddering, almost out of control, jerking and twisting as' he pumped his fingers steadily in and out of her pussy, and his free hand began to probe the damp valley between her buttocks.
She sighed quietly as she felt the thick fingers tapping at her anal dot. He pushed hard against the taut, unyielding passage with one finger and she squirmed, trying hard to relax her anal muscles and allow him access to her cave.
Groaning quietly, he pushed the finger into her bum and she gasped with a delightful and tingling pleasure rolling through her anal passage. He twisted and turned the linger slowly, driving it deeper and deeper into the moist, warm channel, until he had it buried to the hilt in the woman's tight, hot asshole.
He began to stroke the finger with his others, rubbing them back and forth between the thin membrane of flesh that separated them. She shuddered and gasped, her head falling back as the strange and enticing sensations rippled through her twin canals.
She felt the fingers pumping steadily in and out of her passages and the lust she had for his cock grew even more powerful and demanding in her pussy. She stroked his shaft almost violently, now, pulling and tugging on his flesh with a near frenzy.
The way his cock throbbed in her hand, beat steadily against her fingers and palm made her whole hand quiver delightfully, and stimulated her to knead and pull on his meat all the more.
He moved his mouth down over her breasts then and she screamed in pleasure as she felt him flicking his tongue at her nipples. He lashed at the hard, taut dots with the tip of his spear and rolled his lips around them in a lazy, sensual manner.
Now her body seemed to be assaulted from all sides with pleasure. Her cunt and asshole tingled and ached, her breasts throbbed almost painfully with need. She felt him capture one of his nipples between his teeth, and she sobbed as he drew the sweet nugget into his mouth, sucking on her flesh, greedily." Harder his fingers traveled the length of her cunt and asshole. She felt them riding in and out of her with a distinct rhythmic force and every stroke made her ache for him all the more.
In her hand, his shaft was quaking like a powerful engine of lust. The flesh was burning feverishly, and each time she flicked her thumb at the head of his tool, he nearly screamed with a tortured satisfaction.
The dresser was pressing hard into the small of her spine, but she hardly noticed it at all. She could only concentrate on the marvelous sensation of his fingers assaulting her bum, twisting and turning along the tight, narrow passage of her hole, while the other digits kept up their attack on her cunt.
"Ohh, baby, Elgin, yes, that's so good," she moaned, her voice slurred as if with drink. "Yeah, honey, ummm, baby, more, all of it, more!"
Elgin's prick felt as if it might explode, she was creating such a fire in his groin. Her hand pumped back and forth on the tool, and it throbbed so fiercely that it brought tears to his eyes. He felt her cunt muscles kneading his fingers, and her anal muscles clutching at his other one, and he could think only of slipping his cock into the wet, warm sleeve of her pussy, and fucking her as wildly and hungrily as possible.
He jerked and shuddered as she powered her loving fist at his prick. She squeezed his tool hard in her hand and he gasped, the roaring pleasure seeming to consume him with ecstasy.
Never had he felt such wanting or desire and never had his mind been so deep into the very demands of his flesh. It was as if his body was ' in complete control, then, telling him exactly what to do, and refusing to listen to any other thought he might have.
"Ohh, baby, I'm gonna fuck you good," he groaned, twisting as she pulled on his thick, pounding rod. "I'm gonna fuck you so good, you won't be able to stand it, bitch!"
She laughed, nodding her head in eager anticipation. "Ohh, Jesus, Elgin, give it to me," she chuckled in hunger. "Give me your prick, now, God, do I want it, now!"
She was pulling wildly on the cock, then, spreading her legs apart to give him room, and placing her feet firmly on the floor. His finger twisted and turned in her bum, and thrust as deeply as possible in her pit, while his other digits reluctantly left the warm, damp comfort of her cave.
He felt her drawing his rod to her pussy, and he knew he could not hold off taking her any longer. He moved in close to her damp, slippery body and wedged his legs between the smooth, quivering flesh of her inner thighs.
He pushed her hands away from his cock, and reached down to spread the soft, damp folds of her swollen cunt petals aside. She shivered as she felt the huge, thick head of his tool pressing between the slippery lips, the first shock of his penetration making her weak with ecstasy.
"God, yes, Jesus, give it to me," she moaned, thickly, bucking forward as he thrust his meat into her. "Ummm, baby, all the way, put it all the way in!"
Elgin felt his cock slithering along the trim, tight walls of her cunt, and her muscles kneading him inward. He groaned, rocking from left to right as he drove his shaft up into her cave, his loins burning with pleasure as he buried his shaft to the hilt in her lovely, damp pit.
He was grinding his belly against her, thrusting his finger in and out of her, and she sobbed as the sensations swirled delightfully in her flesh. She flexed her muscles around the root of his shaft and mashed her belly tightly against his to urge him on.
He felt her flesh trembling all around him, her anal muscles twitching against his finger and clutching at it fiercely. "Hard," she whispered, softly. "Ohh, God, take me hard, fast, love me, now!"
He felt her hands clutching at his shoulders and he moaned, slowly pulling his tool back along the length of her hot, wet passage, feeling her muscles trembling and quaking around his meat, urging him to use her.
He gripped her buttocks with the other fingers of his hands and began to ride his shaft in and out of her. Each stroke was stronger and harder than the last, each harsh, powerful thrust filled her with unbelievable delight.
She sobbed throwing her loins against his plunging tool, gripping the slithering prong with her inner walls to hold it fast. She felt the cock pounding inside of her, filling her cunt completely with its burning power.
Faster and harder, Elgin rode his manhood into her. He pumped furiously against the gripping, tight sleeve of her pussy, the ecstasy of her flesh surrounding his tool almost more than he could bear.
Each time he buried his shaft in the depths of her tunnel, she screamed with a powerful and draining pleasure, her entire body quaking uncontrollably with bliss. It felt as if her pussy were going to explode in that moment, as if her cunt had reached the point were it could stand the pain of her wanting no more.
Harder and more savage he drove into her. He buried his finger deep in her asshole and rubbed the tip of it against her inner walls, while he pumped back and forth with a frenzy in her cunt She squeezed his prick with her muscles, kneading and massaging him as violently as she could, thrilling to the throbbing and massive power she could feel in his tool, as it too reached the point of eruption.
She could feel her climax approaching, feel the power of it surging in her loins. Her cunt walls grew tight around his plunging shaft, and she felt the thrilling arrival of her bliss washing through her, wildly.
"Ohh, Jesus, yes, God, here it comes," she moaned, her voice thick and torn with ecstasy. "I'm going to come, Elgin, going to come, yes, yes!"
Waves of delight roared through her, then as the orgasm burst in her cave. She jerked violently, twisting and turning as the flood of hot liquid boiled around his driving manhood.
He felt her cunt expanding and contracting around his prick, and the lovely liquid fire of her release, and he could not keep from exploding any longer. He gasped, powering his weapon back and forth as the angry come began to spurt, savagely from the head of his cock.
"Jesus, God, that's good," he sobbed, twisting and turning his pumping meat against her inner flesh. "Damn, baby, Salome, so good, yeah!"
They shuddered violently in the grip of their release, both of them losing all control of themselves. Again and again they threw themselves at each other, sighing and gasping as the pleasure consumed them. ; How long the climax lasted, she could not tell. It seemed to go on for hours, and even then, the lingering tremors continued to assault her pit. She moaned, feeling his prick slithering out of her at last, then slipped to the floor, completely exhausted.
He stood over her, a grim expression on his face, void of any sort of triumph. "I hope I've proved my point," he almost snarled. Then, as if he were ashamed of his own passion and greed, he arranged his clothing and quickly left the room.
She sat there, her body aching with the lingering memory of his flesh, her loins still throbbing with the presence of his cock, and she knew, she could never be the same, now that he had shown her what she truly wanted.