Malora woke up in a very uncomfortable position. In fact, it was surprising that she managed to sleep in such a position at all: on her back totally trapped under Titan. One of Titan's legs, bent at the knee, was under her butt and the other was laying on top of her stomach. One of his arms was under her neck and the other was thrown across her body, the hand possessively covering her breast, and his head was buried in the crook of her neck.

For a few seconds Malora didn't move. Then she slowly started to extricate herself, mainly by bringing one of her arms up to remove the hand that was stuck on her breast. The moment Malora's hand wrapped around his wrist, his grip tightened and a small protesting sound came from under her chin.

'You owe me,' a sleepy voice said.

Malora swiveled her eyes down to the top of the dark hair head. It looked very silky, like the head of a boy. 'Owe you what?'

He lifted his head and looked at her. His eyes were gray, but calling them gray would be like calling Da Vinci's Mona Lisa a painting. His eyes were like the sky on a starless and cloudless night. It was fresh and dark and only found in secret the sea where humans didn't bring their business.

'Don't you remember?' he said slowly. Right before her eyes, the colors of his gaze changed. They seemed more liquid and ink-gray like the sea seen from the sky. He couldn't decide if she was serious.

Malora shook her head. The action properly dislodged the headache that was hovering at the edges of her consciousness. Damn hangover. He got his arm from under her neck, lifted himself on his elbow and looked at Malora with surprise.

'What is the last thing you remember?'

She dug through her mind. 'I know I had a great time and that I absolutely love the mainland people. I remember coming back on the boat, and nearly being sick overboard.'

'Mmmm. . .'

'Then I think we came back and went to bed, right?'

'No, you promised me a lay, opened your legs wide and passed out.'

'I did?'

'I want to claim my lay now.'

'Well, you can't. I have a splitting headache,' Malora said , frowning and exaggerating her malaise.

'I'll be so gentle you won't even notice
I'm inside you.'

'Yeah, right.'

'I'll start and if you notice that I'm fucking you, just tell me and I'll stop.'

'Do you even know how big your dick is?'

'Yeah, but I'm working hard to ruin you. After me, baby, all other men are going to be like shoving pencils into your vagina.'

Oh, right. This thing—whatever it was—between us has an expiration date.

In spite of herself Malora had to giggle. 'Can't you take no for an answer even once?'

'No.'

'Ah,' she exclaimed and suddenly found the entire lot of Titan Fucking Pitts lying on top of her.

'Fine,' Malora said, determined that she would be such a wet blanket that he would not enjoy it either.

He grinned, and sprinting off her energetically and extremely lightly started by targeting the one place he had found on her body that made it impossible for her to resist. Her pinky toe.

'Ahhhhh. . .'

He took her toe out of his mouth. 'Can you feel me yet?'

'No.'

Titan put his mouth back on her toe and sucked gently. Oh! Heaven. His large hands started traveling along her calves. One by one he did all the toes. Malora wriggled them in his mouth and he swirled his tongue around them. It made her body arch with pleasure. He put the right foot down and took the big toe of the other foot into his mouth and gave that a good ole suck too. By this time Malora could feel the heat of watching him suck her toes in her groin. He started kissing the inside of the soles of her feet.

'Ah fuck. . .Titan?'

'Did you feel that?'

'No.'

His mouth moved along the inside of her calves and sucked at the backs of her knees. Malora's thighs start trembling. He moved up until he was so close to her throbbing core she feel his breath on her when he obsequiously told her, 'If I'm making your headache worse, just tell me.'

'All is still good,' she croaked, her sex aching for release.

He licked at the slit and then opened the lips with his fingers and even widened the passage with his fingers, but he doesn't hang around very long. Maybe he knew she won't last that morning. That she was about to explode any moment now. He lifted himself to his knees. Raised in that position his hair caught a beam of morning light coming in through a gap in the curtains and glowed like the night sky.

Malora watched in awe as this dark god slid her down the bed and lifted her hips to the level of his.

And then he very deliberately, solemnly, and gloriously drove the full length of his thick, hard sex deep into her. Stretched wide and filled to the brim Malora gasped and weakened all over. The overwhelming impression was that of being impaled, possessed, and taken. With one arm he supported her hips while with the other he played with her clit. The sensation of his slow and deliberate fucking and the relentless caressing circles he made are hypnotic and irresistible.

Malora's body drenched with pleasure. She felt herself float closer and closer to the edge and her hips started snapping against his so his thrusts became cruel too. That pushed her over the edge and her body arched so rigidly it lifted his body with hers and somewhere in Malora's moment of exploding pleasure she heard his groan of release. Hot fluids filled her as she lay gasping.

Still held up by his hips and dick Malora moaned softly. He watched her with a satisfied look on his face and then he withdrew out of her and put her down. Titan sat between Malora's parted legs and spread apart her knees so wide that her hips rose up and off the bed, buttocks split open and her exposed sex felt as if it is protruding and hanging down. It was a humiliating position but his hands on her knees were powerful and will bear no objection. And this position also revealed her sex to be a craving thing. It wanted him. It waned everything he wanted to give it. It fluttered open and closed like a desperately hungry mouth. He gently massaged Malora between her legs, smearing the juices leaking out of her into her lips and stroking her sticky clit.

'Not again,' Malora objected, but weakly. She was greedy for it and because that orgasm really did take a lot out of her she felt lethargic and exhausted.

'Again,' Titan said very firmly and between her legs, Malora's sex throbbed helplessly at the brutal dominance in his voice. She shivered, trying to restrain its greedy throbbing.

'What's the matter?' he whispered, his hands expertly working the moist flesh.

Malora flushed bright red. She couldn't admit to it but she could not help being violently turned on by the feeling of being overpowered. There was a certain amount of shame to being overpowered but at that moment the path of acceptance seemed more hospitable.

Malora gasped as the pleasure between her legs mounted and mounted. His fierce fingers stroke the wet, throbbing flesh.

'AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. . .' Malora sobbed as the waves came. The sobs were a delicious release for the warm pain. Moisture trickled out of her and ran down the crack of her buttocks.

Titan smiled and using that slick wetness inserted his finger straight into her ass.

*

When Malora got out of the shower, she was slightly fresher but her head was still throbbing. She slipped on her bikini bottoms and went into the kitchen. She knew exactly what will cure her hangover.

Titan was bent over something at the kitchen table.

'What are you doing?'

'Just repairing my watch,' he answered, not taking his eyes off the piece of metal on the table.

Malora shrugged, and headed for the pot of steaming coffee. She poured herself a cup, sighing as she inhaled it's aroma.

'You drank alot last night,' he said, his words tinged with a hint of bitterness. 

Malora shrugged. 'I guess I got caught up in the moment.'

When Titan finally lifted his head to look at her, his lips were pressed into a thin line and a deep line appeared between his brows. 'I don't tolerate people who drink.'

'And I said I don't make an habit of it.' Malora sipped her coffee. 'Besides, I only got into this habit after I met you.'

The line got deeper. 'Then you should leave me, then. Since I am a bad influence on you.'

Malora put the cup down with a 'take that and put it where the sun don't shine' thump, but in fact, she felt downright queasy.

He stared at her. 'What's the matter?'

Malora turned around and ran to the bathroom where she was violently sick in the toilet.

When she pulled her head up Titan was holding a wet towel. She didn't look at him. Malora took the towel from him silently and wiped her face. He went out and she brushed her teeth before she followed him.

'I've poured you a cup of juice,' he said, holding out a mug.

Malora took a sip of OJ and made a face. She hated OJ.

'Can I have some orange juice please?'

He poured her a glass and handed it to Malora with two painkiller tablets. She took the pills and drank the whole thing down. She realized how awfully dehydrated she must have been.

'Promise me not to drink again,' he said after watching her swallow the tablets.

'I promise,' she said. 'But want something back from you in return.'

He stiffened imperceptibly. 'What?'

'Let me drive your car?'

And she felt it then, that great big wave of relief that washed over him. Malora wondered what he thought she was going to ask of him.

'I'm making breakfast,' she said.

'You are?' His eyebrows were in his hairline. A bit irritating, that.

'Mmmm. . .'

'I'd better keep it simple then. Just eggs and toast.'

Malora went to the shelf, take an egg out of the carton and throw it directly at him. He moved so fast even she was startled. He caught it neatly between his loosely cupped hands, looked at her, and smiled wryly. 'I really wanted cooked eggs.'

Malora smiled. She was determined to know more of the man. She knew nothing about him. She walked to the cupboard she saw him take a pan from yesterday. She took out a pan, put it on the stove and look around her.

'Top cupboard to your right,' he said.

Malora opened it and took out the plastic bottle of oil. She poured the oil into the pan, wait for a minute and then smacked the egg on the edge of the pan and pour it in. Great! It kept its shape. She cracked another egg and it too keeps its shape. Titan put two slices of bread into the toaster. He brought blueberry jam out of the fridge and placed it on the kitchen table with a bowl beside it. Malora really wanted to turn the eggs over but she dared not. She turned to look at him and he said, 'Sunny side up is fine with me.'

Malora breathed a sigh of relief and turned down the fire. When the toast was ready he placed it on a plate and taking a metal spatula from a drawer came over to her. She took the metal spatula and carefully slid his eggs onto his plate. She was inordinately pleased with herself when the eggs go onto the plate unbroken.

She looked at him with a victorious grin and he was staring at her. 'What?'

'Thank you,' he said softly, and Malora just knew he was not talking about the eggs, but she was suddenly too shy to ask what. They sat at the table and she watched him shake salt and pepper on the eggs.

'How long have you had this place?' She asked filling her bowl with jam.

'Five years. It's a King's ninety-nine year lease,' he said, buttering his toast.

'Do you have brothers or sisters?'

'Yes,' he said casually, but suddenly Malora felt the care and caution that came into his face.

'Do your parents live in London?'

'Yes.' His voice became even more distant.

'Where are they right now?'

'Europe.'

Malora felt a movement in the corner of her eye, turned to the window and see that a crane had landed in the garden. It was very beautiful. For a moment it stood very still and then it dropped its head and gracefully pecked under its wing.

'There is a crane in the garden,' she said quietly.

'Yeah, they drop occasionally.'

Malora could have turned around then, but she didn't. She was not so foolish as to turn around and expose herself to his devastating weapons. To allow him to wrap his sensual spell over her. 'Why do you refuse to tell me anything about you?'

She waited for him to answer and he didn't so she turned to face him.

'Why all the questions, Malora?'

'No real reason. It just occurred to me that I know nothing about you outside of what the media knows.'

'There's nothing for you to know.'

Suddenly Malora felt very naked and exposed sitting in her bikini bottoms. Titan's T-shirt was draped over a kitchen chair. She took it and slipped it over her head. Now they were both hiding from each other.

Because of high winds the water was cloudy so they do not go snorkeling. Instead they had a sandcastle building contest. Titan's was bigger but hers was definitely better. Afterward he buried her in the sand. He took photos of her and when it was his turn Malora gave him large conical breasts and that looked really funny.

They laughed a lot. He broke out of the sand and chased her into the water. 

They swam in the nude, their bodies slipping eel-like against each other in the silky water. They started kissing in the water and ended up on the beach where the waves still touched their feet and Titan's tongue was everywhere all at once. They made long, languorous love on the hot sand, the sun beating down on them, and the ticklish waves sometimes reaching up to their hips.

'Sticking my cock inside you is like sticking it in a wall socket,' he murmured in her arms, sleepy with the exertions of pleasure.

Malora buried her face in the hair that smelled of sun and sea and her.

Malora remembered when Mika told her she was in love, and Malora had arrogantly claimed she never wanted to be under another person's control or power. And now her words have come back to haunt her. Malora's life seemed so empty before he came. She couldn't even imagine life without him.

Was this love?

At nearly two in the afternoon they went to the mainland for lunch. Titan wore sunglasses, which made him look like a really cool movie star. He took her to a shack, painted bright green with purple doors and yellow window shutters. The sign was in faded pink. It's funky. And Malora liked it a lot. Plenty of beers were cooling in a huge metal drum full of ice. A man called Ernest whom she met at last night's party owned the place.

He made an especially super-strong rum punch and placed it in front of her. 'On the house,' he said with a broad grin.

Titan shrugged.

'Oh dear, looks like my reputation has preceded me,' Malora said, taking a sip. It was delicious, but she remembered what she had promised Titan, and she didn't drink it as fast as she did last night.

We ordered barbecued chicken and sweet corn local style. Titan had chutney and one tiny drop of their scarily hot Scorpion Pepper Sauce, which he cautiously spread on his chicken. It's H-O-T-T-T hot stuff. Two drops, Malora was told, would make the food inedible! Even the label carried a warning to use it with discretion and not recommended for children.

Malora heaped her plate with fried plantain (yummy) and local avocados. Just when she thought she was nearly done, Ernest came out with hot dogs and burgers. They went into the tiny town where Titan took her to an old bell tower church. They climbed to the top and could see for miles around.

Afterward they went into a little convenience store in the town. It was a rustic, sleepy place where there were no schedules to kept and everything ran on slow time.

Titan bought some pasta for their dinner. They went back to Ernest's to drink one of his cocktails and watch the fading light dancing over the sea and the sand. Ah, the sand. So soft, so white, so pristine.

Then came the call which made Titan return to that rigid man she knew so well. His expression became that blank, zombie-like, and he shut off from her completely.

Malora packed her back quietly, met him at the plane by the water, and sat in her seat watching the villa disappear from view, while listening to him make calls quietly. She didn't expect him to revert back to that man she despised so much. But here they were.

Reality check have never sounded so bad.

Chapter dedication: fatimamah1979

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