2 comments/ 13892 views/ 3 favorites Best of Enemies Ch. 01 By: Lady_Fiona "You are going to 75 High Street, shop called Carters Jewellers." The voice came over the radio. Mark scribbled it down and acknowledged it. "Yeah, roger control, 75 High Street," he confirmed. "You have an elderly female, collapsed," the voice continued. "All received control, we're mobile." Mark put the radio back on its hook and turned to his crewmate. "Ok, let's go and see what the lady has given us." He flicked the switch and the lights came on, closely followed by the wailers as his crewmate swung the vehicle out, cursing at the traffic. He fastened his seatbelt and leant forward to grab a pair of gloves from the box on the dashboard, pulling them over his long fingers as he flexed them. They pulled up outside the jeweller's and booked themselves on scene. Moving through the ambulance they picked up their responder bags and opened the back doors. The manager of the shop hovered nervously as they walked down the steps and Mark slipped easily into work mode as he reassured him. Mark enjoyed his job, there were good days and bad days but on the whole, most were good. They dealt with their patient and loaded her into the vehicle. Mark climbed in and spoke to her gently and confidently as they drove to the hospital. Once they handed her into the care of the ER staff, he phoned his dispatch desk to deal with the paperwork and gave them everything they needed to complete the job. "Hello, dispatch," the voice said. "Hello, its Mark on Hotel 4, I've got all your times for you," he replied. "Hallo luvvie, Its Sue. Wotcha got for me then?" "Well," he replied laughing, "I have a number of things for you, but that would be telling. You can have these times if you want?" "Oh go on then, although I am more interested in what else you have now." Sue laughed and took the times from Mark. Mark's day continued and he spoke to Sue a number of times, both on the phone and the radio, both of them flirting outrageously with each other but never going too far. When Mark finally got back to the station for a break, he went into the office and phoned control. Making an excuse he was put through to the desk, only to find that Sue was also on a break and someone else took his call. "Oh, I was looking for Sue," he said. "She's on a break, can I help?" said the voice on the other end. "No its ok, not to worry, when's she due back?" "Oh about 10 minutes," the voice replied. "Do me a favour please, get her to ring Mark at Carsec station," he said. "Ok no problem, will do, bye." The voice hurried on. "Ok seeya," said Mark. Mark didn't get a phone call for the rest of the day and if he did, he was not on station to take the call. It turned out to be a busy day and he finished late again, just missing Sue on the phone for the last job of the day. Their paths crossed often because of their shift patterns so he was not worried about catching up with her. When Mark went into work the next day he was pleased to find that once again, it was Sue's voice on the radio as he booked on duty. "Hotel 4, good morning to you, King and Quinn on this vehicle again, Para and Tech, requesting a radio check." Mark gave dispatch a cheery good morning and awaited the reply. "Yeah, roger Hotel 4, a VERY good morning to you both, radio strength five." Sues voice came floating back over the air. Mark smiled and went back into the station, picking up his mug of coffee before going back out to his vehicle to finish the daily checks. Ten minutes later, the station phone rang. "Carsec Station. Good Morning," Mark answered. "G'morning," came the voice, "I hear you wanted to talk to me?" Mark smiled, "Well good morning, if it isn't my favourite dispatcher, how are ya?" Sue laughed. "Didn't think there was such a thing, I am well thanks love, just happy to be here, you know how it is." "Oh you lie so beautifully," Mark laughed, "of course there is such a thing as favourites, otherwise you wouldn't be mine." "Flatterer, hang on a mo, radio," Sue said suddenly and put Mark on hold, leaving him in limbo. He drank his coffee while he listened to her on the station base set next to him. Waiting for her to continue what she was doing and come back to him, he looked through some paperwork, people wanting answers to impossible questions. The phone clicked. "Allo?" Sue was back on the line. "I'm still here, you haven't sent me out yet," Mark laughed. "No, that's true. Best see what I can do in the next five minutes then," Sue replied. "Spoilsport," came the answer. "So, what did you want me for the other day then?" Sue asked. "Do you know? Now I have heard your lovely voice again, I can't remember, but I am sure I can think of something agreeable." They both laughed as he finished the sentence. "Ah well," he said. "So what did you do on your days off then?" asked Sue, trying to keep the conversation going. "Oh this and that, trying to decorate my new flat. I hate painting, drives me nuts," Mark replied. "Did mine a while back, if I had known you hate it so much I would have enlisted you to come and help me, we could have hated it together." Sue laughed. "Ugh, no thanks," came the reply, "but you can always come and help me." Sue laughed but didn't say no, something Mark picked up on immediately. "Right I had better get on or I am going to get told off," said Sue reluctantly. "Gimmie a ring on your break if you want." "I may just do that, be gentle with me, I ache all over," Mark replied. Sue laughed, "OK I'll do my best, if not I will have to find some way to make it up to you." "You're right, you will. Talk to you later," Mark replied. "Seeya," said Sue and hung up. Mark put the phone down and smiled to himself. Walking out of the office his radio bleeped. Well that didn't take long, he thought, as he wandered out to his ambulance. Three hours later Mark and his crew mate Pete arrived back on station and booked on their break. Mark wandered back into the office, grabbed a sandwich and dialled control. "Control Room," said a voice. "Hi, can you put me through to the Carsec desk please, it's Mark on Hotel 4." "Ok one moment," the voice said and there was a click as he was put on hold. Ten seconds later, there was another click. "Hullo treasure, got yer sarnies?" Sue laughed. "Hello love, yeah, they're not very good though, I need a good woman to make them for me. Mark grinned. "Well, when I find one, I'll let you know," said Sue. "Tsk, foiled again," Mark laughed. Sue laughed and she and Mark chatted, while Sue worked and had multiple conversations around them. "So," said Mark suddenly, "When are you coming to paint my living room?" "I have NO idea," Sue said, "When I can find my overalls." "Oh don't worry about them on my account, you can wear whatever you want," replied Mark. "I usually wear just jeans." "Just jeans?" Sue answered, she could feel her eyebrows rising on the other end of the phone. "Just jeans," Mark emphasized. "Of course you may want to wear more, but if you don't, you won't hear any objections on my part." Sue laughed, "Oh is that right? We shall see. Shall I bring lunch? Not sure I could survive ham sandwiches." "Well you can if you want, I'm not that bad a cook though," Mark said. "When do you want to come over?" "To be honest, if we leave it much longer you will never do it. I am off this weekend if you are. I think we are more or less on the same shift pattern," Sue answered. "Certainly seems that way, so pick a day," Mark said. "Ummmmmmm, what about Saturday?" asked Sue. "Saturday is good, do you want my address?" Said Mark. "Can do, but I have NO clue around that area," Sue replied. Mark laughed suddenly, "Call yourself a dispatcher? That is such a scary thought. How about I meet you here at the station and you can follow me?" "Sounds good to me, think I will enjoy following you. And shuddup about directions and dispatching." Sue was giggling. "Ok what time do you want to arrive? Anytime is good for me, as long as you get here in time to make lunch." Mark grinned. "Oh you cheeky git," Sue replied. Mark laughed, "Now what ..." He never got to finish his sentence as his radio went off and Sue sighed. "Sorry love, red call." "Ok will sort out a time later, seeya," replied Mark and without waiting for an answer he hung up and disappeared out of the office. Sue sat at her desk grinning. "What? WHAT?" She said smiling. Her friend sat next to her and smiled, shaking her head. "Oh shush," said Sue laughing. It was two more shifts before they caught up again. The lead up to Christmas left little time for anything except work and night shifts were as bad as day shifts. At 4am on her last night shift, Sue phoned Carsec station and Mark picked up the phone. "Carsec Ambulance Station, Mark King," he said absently as he sorted through paperwork on the desk, Bank Holiday pay sheets giving him headaches. "Coo, that sounded official," said the voice on the other end. Mark laughed, "Hallo you, I was wondering when you would phone." "Wellll," said Sue, "I had to phone and find out what time lunch is on Saturday." "I know, I didn't have phone numbers for you or anything, I thought I might end up starving in a magnolia living room," Mark laughed. Sue giggled, "Silly bugger, what time shall I come over?" "Any time you want honey, the earlier the better as far as I am concerned," Mark answered honestly. This girl intrigued him, the voice on the radio that made him immediately listen. He had spoken to some of the guys on station and knew she was single and currently unattached, quite fun-loving but not childish, slightly younger than him, but by very little. Curvy and dark haired, attractive and generally a happy person. "Well I can be there from, oh, I dunno, 8? 9?" Sue answered him. She had heard a lot abut Mark and liked what she heard. One of the girls had made her smile when she mentioned his name, she simply replied saying: "Oh Mark, mmmmmmmm VERY nice." She knew he was dark-haired, tall and attractive, that was something that had been the general agreement from all the girls, and she was quietly pleased. "8 is fine by me, you will have to leave early though, won't you?" said Mark. "Oh it's ok, years of practice," Sue laughed and Mark laughed with her. "Well I only live a couple of minutes from station. To be honest, you could leave the car there and we could walk, the parking is better at station." "Yeah that's fine," Sue replied. "The walk will do me good." Mark laughed again, "It's not a half marathon." "Oh I don't walk nearly enough." Sue laughed. "8am or 9am? I can make breakfast too." "Breakfast will wait," Mark laughed, "but 8am is fine by me." "Ok, I'll be there," Sue finished. They continued their conversation for a while longer. He was a terrible flirt but she loved every second of it. Flattery, she thought, will get you everywhere. Sue tried to give as good as she got but he got the better of her occasionally. Both reluctant to hang up, their conversation continued, both finding things out about each other. They had been in broken relationships, both single now, she happily enough, him not so happy. Similar senses of humour spoke of an amiable day together and Sue sensed they were both looking forward to it. Finally Sue brought the conversation to a close. "Ah well, my new crews will be signing on soon so I had better go. I will see you Saturday morning. Do you want my mobile number just in case?" "That would be a good idea, yes," Mark replied. They swapped phone numbers and reluctantly brought the conversation to an end. "See you Saturday then," she said. "Ok honey, sleep well," he replied. "You too, bye." She put the phone down. Later on that day Sue got the first of many text messages as they bantered back and forth, making each other laugh, finally trying to bring the conversation to a close, Sue begged a bath waiting as an excuse, but took her phone with her into the bathroom and lay in the bath texting with him for the next hour. Finally she called a halt by saying she had to get washed. Mark replied he would happily wash her back. Sue simply replied 'lol' and left it buzzing while she finished and got out. She wrapped a towel around herself and picked up her phone. 'I'm very good, very thorough,' said the message. She answered 'too late lol,' and not two minutes later her phone chimed again. 'I'm good at drying too!' Sue simply answered 'maybe one day,' and sent it. Mark came back with 'lol, my turn for the shower.' Sue replied, 'I suppose you want your back scrubbed then?' Mark simply sent a smiley face. 'Maybe one day,' she sent back in reply. Once Mark got out of the shower, he replied to Sue, 'You never know your luck.' Sue replied, 'You are right, YOU never know YOUR luck. I had better get some sleep, some barmy bloke has persuaded me to get up at dawn to paint his living room.' and sent it to him. The answer came back, 'you silly begger, too kind hearted, taking pity on a poor old soul.' Sue's reply came back, 'something like that, see ya tomorrow lol.' Mark replied, 'Night honey, see you tomorrow xxx'. He put the phone down and smiled, he was actually looking forward to the next day. He walked to the fridge, helped himself to a beer and sat down at his PC, catching up with friends and emails. An hour later he decided to bid everyone goodnight and get some sleep. Sue put down her book, checked her phone, set her alarm, smiled to herself and turned off her light. Tomorrow was going to be a good day. Sue's alarm went off at 6:30am, for once she was not reluctant to get out of bed. She got up, had a shower and got dressed. She had found a really old pair of dungarees at the back of her wardrobe and shoved a t-shirt on underneath it, not bothering with a bra. She picked up her bag of spare clothes and walked into the kitchen. Rifling through the fridge she found everything that she had bought for lunch and hoped that Mark had a wok. Picking up her bag again, she walked out of the flat and as she walked to the car she sent Mark a text to say she was on her way. As she turned the key in the ignition her phone beeped and Mark replied that he would see her soon. Mark got a shower and got dressed, paint covered jeans and an old t-shirt. Cup of coffee in his hand, he picked up the post and sorted through it. A bill for him, three junk mail letters, and six for the previous tenants. Finishing his coffee, he glanced up at the clock and grabbed his jacket, patting his pockets for his keys, hearing them jangle. He walked out of the door and down the stairs on his way to station. As he walked into the car park, Sue swung her car in. He stopped and let her park. Hoping the woman he was watching was actually Sue, they had not even thought to exchange photos. Sue got out of the car and looked straight at him. "Hullo you," she said He smiled, "How did you know it was me?" he asked. Sue laughed, "Your jeans gave you away," she said pointing. "Oh yeah," Mark said looking down sheepishly. "You look good." "Oh I am sure," she said, looking at her scruffy dungarees and trainers. She opened the boot and took out the bag she had brought. Slamming the car boot down again she swung the bag onto her shoulder and locked the car doors. "OK, I'm ready, lead on," she said, smiling. The girls had not been wrong. Mark took the strap from her shoulder and slung it over his own. Turning he started walking. "Come on then," he called laughing, "I've got walls with your name on." Sue laughed and they made their way back to the flat. As Mark opened the front door he put Sue's bag inside the first door they came to. "Hang on, the lunch," Sue said as she opened the door to get her bag. She noticed he had put the bag in the bedroom. Looking around she turned to Mark. "Done this room already?" she said. "Yes," Mark replied, "What do you think?" Sue looked around the room, taking in the pale cream and deep burgundy walls. The bed dominated the room, a deep, warm red oak sleigh bed, the wood looking inviting, the quilt thick and large, with its cover matching the walls. Strong, masculine and sleek, it was definitely a man's bedroom. She turned to Mark, her arms full of lunch. "I love it, very male," she said. Mark smiled broadly and emptied Sue's arms. "Glad you like it. Come on, I'll make you a coffee and we'll get on." Sue followed Mark down the hallway and stood at the door of the kitchen. "Wow" she said looking at the black and chrome kitchen. "This is exactly what I want, did you do this too?" "No, this was fitted but I chose everything." Mark smiled, he was enjoying showing it all off. He made the coffee and handed her a mug. "Ok, ready?" Mark asked. "As ready as I will ever be," grinned Sue and followed him into the living room. Half of one wall was dark blue, the rest was magnolia. Sue laughed. "Well you got a long way with this room." She shook her head. "I thought I would leave it for you," Mark said. "Oh haha, where is the paintbrush then?" Sue turned to find Mark standing behind her with a paintbrush in one hand and a tin of paint in the other one. She laughed and took it from him. Bending to put the paint on the dustsheet while Mark walked across and switched on the IPod, music filling the room. Sue turned to talk to him and stopped, watching him take off his t-shirt, his wide shoulders and narrow waist, black well cut hair, she leant against the wall and drank in the sight of him, lean and honed, long arms and well manicured hands. She watched as he bent down to pick up a paint brush from the floor, his jeans tightening against his long legs and nice arse, he was certainly tall, easily six feet, putting her five feet three inch frame in the shade. She took a deep appreciative sigh and he looked over his shoulder. Spotting her standing with her arms crossed watching him, he smiled and stood straight, turning round. Sue let out the breath she had not realized she was holding and took him in again. The hairs on his chest were as dark as his head and he was, in her view, exceptionally good looking. She appraised him while he looked at her. She knew he was now watching her but she simply could not stop herself. He had a well defined face, a tinge of sadness under the sideways smile, and the dark good looks. Apart from his eyes, which she was trying to avoid looking right at now, he had incredibly full lips underneath his dark stubble and Sue wondered what it would be like to kiss them. She looked up to find Mark watching her as intently as she was him. She blushed and he laughed. Turning around quickly, Sue bent and dipped her paint brush into her paint pot, unaware that behind her, Mark was doing exactly as she had just done, appraising her, enjoying her. The shapeless dungarees hid a lot, but as he bent over, her backside became more defined, along with her legs. Her bum was nicely shaped, rounded, not saggy, whilst her thighs were nicely wide and curvy. Her hips held promise of being wide with a narrower waist, straight backed. She stood and started to paint the wall, her hair screwed up on top of her head, dark and straight. Feeling his stare, she turned and looked at him, letting him drink her in, her pale blue eyes looking mischievous and full of promise, button nose set in the middle of a round face, a face that seemed to have its own secret smile. Her lips were deep pink, full but not thick. Small ears and kissable neck, average size boobs if his judgement was correct. He couldn't see properly through the shape of the dungarees but he suspected a small stomach, not flat but just enough to make it very sexy. Sue smiled as she followed his eyes as they toured her and she turned to continue her painting. Best of Enemies Ch. 01 "Come on you, or we won't get lunch," she said. Mark sighed and turned to the wall, painting in long, sure strokes, thinking about Sue as he carried on painting, occasionally looking over his shoulder at her. They continued in companionable silence until a Christmas mix came on the iPod. Sue started singing at the top of her voice, her backside swinging from side to side while Mark looked on in amusement, grinning. Sue turned around and laughed, Mark shook his head and turned back to his wall. The next song that came on had them both singing loudly, when it finished they both laughed. Mark turned and walked over to Sue. "Nice singing," he said "but you missed a bit," pointing up. "That's not me and you know it," said Sue. "Oh yes, I forgot you are a shortarse," Mark replied. "You cheeky sod," Sue retorted and splattered the paintbrush on Marks chest, giggling as she put her hand up to her mouth. "You bugger!" he exclaimed and daubed her liberally across her white t-shirt. It then became a free for all, paint going everywhere but on the walls, hair, arms, necks covered. She tripped up as she tried to get away from Mark, landing in a heap below him, giggling. Mark seized the opportunity and straddled her hips, sitting on top of her, his paintbrush two inches from her face. "Surrender?" he said, eyebrow raised. Sue was giggling so much she could not talk so she simply shook her head. "Right, you asked for it," he said and he ran the paintbrush down her nose, skipping her lips and down over her chin. She squealed and struggled, in the end giving up and laughing again. Mark looked down at her. Giving in to temptation, he bent and kissed her. Sue put her arms around his neck and kissed him in return, her mind telling her she was right, those lips were very kissable. Mark settled himself on top of her and then rolled onto his back so that the positions were reversed and Sue was now on top. His hands immediately went to her hair and undid it, letting it fall around them both, long and straight, her chest squashed against his as he then reached to undo the clips on the bib of her dungarees. His hands came up again and he wrapped one in her hair while the other pulled her straps down and found its way under her t-shirt, running his nails down her bare back making her sigh and shiver. Sue pulled away from their kiss and looked into Mark's eyes. "We are never going to get these walls done," she said quietly. "Damn the walls," Mark breathed and pulled Sue back down to him. Sue's hands moved to her hips and she took hold of her t-shirt. Raising her stomach, she pulled it up and slid her arms out. Mark took hold of it and pulled it over her head, his hands sliding back down to her breasts, his nails trailing as he reached her nipples. He pinched one and pulled gently, Sue moaned, her back arched, squashing her breasts against him even harder. Their hands explored each other, both finally sliding down to hips, hers lifting first to slide her dungarees over them, followed by her hands moving around to the front of his jeans, unbuttoning and then unzipping them, his hips rose from the floor to let Sue slide them over his hips. Breaking their kiss they moved apart, both suddenly laughing as they looked at each other. They were both covered in paint from their waists to the top of their heads. "Oh Christ, look at the state of you!" Mark said laughing. "Me? Have you seen yourself?" Said Sue. "Come on, shower, I'll get towels." Mark smiled and led Sue down the hall to the bathroom. Sue walked in and turned the shower on, then stripped her dungarees and panties off and stepped in. She washed her face, letting the water trickle down her breasts and body to pool in a blue puddle at her feet. She didn't hear Mark come back into the bathroom and jumped as he started to wash her back, his thumbs digging into her spine, massaging as he washed her. She stood, her head bowed as he worked on her back, water cascading over her head, her long dark hair curtained with water, the odd droplet falling from her nose and chin to run in rivulets over what was left of the blue paint on her throat and décolletage. She sighed deeply, a shudder going through her shoulders as he moved back down her spine and her buttocks, soaping her, moving down her legs, her well defined thighs and calves. "Lift your feet," he said quietly and Sue put her hands on the wall, lifting each one and letting Mark wash them gently. "Turn around," he said and Sue turned, running her hands up over her face and flicking her hair backwards, spraying both of them with droplets. Standing facing him, she breathed deeply, hearing him echo her own breath and put her head back, shutting her eyes, feeling the water run between her buttocks. Mark started at Sue's ankles, working his way up her smooth legs, over her knees and thighs, water trickling down, making lines in the soap suds, soaping gently until he reached her sex, carefully trimmed and tidy. He soaped her mound and slipped his hand between her thighs, gently washing her lips, soaping, cleaning. Washing under her rounded stomach he was gratified to find he was right, not flat, but incredibly sexy. She smiled as he moved up her body, over her hips, her torso, to her breasts, washing under them, lifting gently, across her nipples and back across her chest to her arms. He held her hands one by one as he soaped her arms, taking his time over her shoulders, the last remnants of blue paint washing off and pooling onto the floor. Still not speaking, only five words had passed between them, he ran his hands over her throat, up to her chin and around her jaw. She straightened her head and he washed her face and ears making her giggle, the thick creamy soap cleansing her skin. He held her arms as he moved her back into the water stream, the white suds disappearing like snow in the sunshine. She opened her eyes and smiled at him, leaning forward she kissed him gently and looked him in the eye. "Your turn," she whispered. Mark smiled and held his hand out. Sue took it and stepped out of the shower. The bathroom was warm and she stood with water running from her hair down her back. Mark stepped into the shower and let the water run over him. Sue simply watched as it caught in the hair on his chest and stomach. He opened his eyes and smiled, holding his hand out, Sue took the soap from it and looked up at him. "Turn around," Sue said and Mark did as he was told. Sue stood and watched as water ran down Marks back, his deep set spine and smooth olive tanned skin, the dimples either side of his spine, his well defined buttocks and his lovely long legs. The water continued to pool blue at his feet as Sue reached up and started to soap Marks shoulders and neck. Moving in circles she washed around his shoulder blades, her fingers feeling for knots she knew would be there. Moving slowly she felt something move slightly under his skin and Mark moaned, a low pained growl. Sue stepped closer so that she was able to reach his shoulder better. Putting her thumb and fingers around the small knot in his back she started to manipulate it, pushing deeper as Mark braced himself with his arms against the walls. As Sue hit a tender spot, Mark moaned, his voice catching. "Shhhh," Sue said gently and placed a kiss at the top of Mark's spine. His head dropped towards his chest and he relaxed into her hands, gently sighing as she manipulated his muscles, easing the aches that she found then washing them away. Each time she found one, she kissed it then set to work on it, moving down his spine following the run of the water down his back, trickling like rain on a window. Sue washed his sides, his hips, the curve of his backside, down his thighs and his strong calves to his ankles. "Feet," she said and as she had before, he lifted them one by one, so that she could wash them gently, his toes curling as she ran her hand over the soles. "Turn around," Sue said as she rinsed her hands and covered them in soap once more, then mirroring his actions on her, she washed his long legs, the hair on them creating more suds, the water washing it off in folds. She reached his thighs to soap his buttocks and back through to his balls, loose and pliable in their sac. She took a satisfying breath as she slowly slid her fingers around his shaft. Sue washed him tenderly, pulling back his foreskin, soaping him, her fingers gliding easily over his large cock. She had watched him as he stood naked, quietly self assured but with an undercurrent of shyness which had meant that whilst he stood straight and tall, his eyes not resting directly on hers. She had thought him stunning when she saw him, anything else was a bonus in her mind and currently, her mind was doing the happy dance. She quietened it down and settled back to her work, continuing to soap him, his pubic hair, the root of his cock and once more down his shaft. Marks chin was still on his chest as he watched Sue through half closed eyes, both of them feeling his cock starting to stir. Sue moved up to his stomach, flat but not hard, she placed a kiss in the middle of his chest. "Shhhh, no. Not yet. Not here." She looked up at Mark under his mop of hair. "Did you hear me?" Sue whispered. Mark nodded. She continued up his torso, to his chest, scrubbing the remaining blue paint from his chest hairs, moving across his shoulders and down his muscled arms, washing under them as he stood with his hands against the walls. Finally moving to his face, Sue stood on tiptoe and washed the paint from it, scrubbing it from his forehead, washing his ears and making him smile. She kissed each eyelid and the tip of his nose. Washing the paint from his chin, she lifted his face and kissed his oh-so-kissable lips. His arms wrapped around her and he pulled her all the way into the shower with him. Her hands slid up his back as they stood in the stream of water, his cock hardening against her stomach, her nipples doing the same against his chest. He broke their kiss and turned off the shower. "Come on," Mark said, taking Sue's hand they turned and stepped out of the shower. Taking a gigantic towel from the door he swung it around Sue and wrapped her in it, then taking his own towel he wrapped it around his waist and opened the door. Sue shivered as the cool air of the flat touched her skin. Mark took her hand and led her to the bedroom, stopping to turn the thermostat up on the way. Mark closed the bedroom door and turned to Sue. Bending he kissed her, wrapping his fingers in her hair, pulling her head back, tugging. Sue put her hands on his chest and pulled away from him. Mark let go and looked at her. "Are you ok?" he said. "Yes, yes fine," Sue said uncertainly. Mark picked up on it straight away. He moved towards her again. "Its ok, your pace, trust me ok?" Mark said. Sue nodded and Mark kissed her again, gently playing with her, their tongues playing as she reached up, putting one hand at the back of his neck, the other on his smooth face. Mark reached down and put his hands on Sue's waist, fingers moving, gliding across her skin, underneath her towel until eventually it loosened and fell to the floor, leaving her standing naked against him. Sue's hands slipped around the back of Mark's towel and pulled, it unwrapped and she dropped it to the floor. Mark pulled her close and Sue could feel him hardening against her, she moaned gently as one of his hands moved up to her breasts, slowly tugging on her nipples which in turn, made her arch towards him. He bent as he lifted one nipple to his mouth, flicking it hard with his tongue. Sue sighed and put her hand on his head, pulling him into her. His teeth took over from his tongue and he gently bit and pulled on her hardening nipple, wrapping his tongue around it, moving first one way then the other. He repeated it with the other nipple, Sue's body reacting to every touch, her cunt getting wetter as he toyed with her. Mark's hand glided smoothly over her skin to her mound and he slid a finger into her slit. Sue moaned deeply and shivered. Mark got onto his knees and left a trail of kisses down Sue's stomach, until he reached her pubic bone. He placed kisses on her and moved down more until he was level with her damp cunt. He slid his finger from her and tasted her. She tasted wonderful, a slight tang with the promise of creaminess to come. Pushing her back gently, he moved her until she was at the edge of the bed. "Sit and then lie back" he told her. Flushing slightly, she did as he requested and sat then lay back. Mark lifted her legs and placed them over his shoulders. He bent his head and immersed himself in his work once more. He kissed her lips and bit them lightly, her hands moved to her thighs, her fingers spread along the inside of them whilst Mark continued to slowly eat her. He licked the entire length of her lips, his tongue dipping in occasionally to taste her. Sue lay above him, one leg over his shoulder, the opposite foot on the other, moaning as he licked and sucked on her. She moved the position of her foot, allowing her knee to drop, her lips opening to him, revealing her small clit inside a deep pink cunt. His tongue ran over the top of it and around the hood. Her hips moved towards him, her nails digging into her thighs while he continued to lick around the folds, never once dipping into her hole, just simply following the contours, watching her getting wetter and wetter, her nails starting to leave deep marks. Mark finally decided to taste Sue fully. The moment was right as he slid his tongue deep into her dripping wet hole, lapping at her, diving deeply into her tightness, drinking her juices, spreading them about, his cock standing firm, needful. Placing a final kiss, he straightened up and stood, bending over Sue to kiss her. Sue moved and put her feet flat on the floor she could feel him moving over her, until his lips were level with her face, bending to kiss her, wonderfully wet kisses which only made Sue wetter as she relished the taste of herself on his lips and tongue. Sue wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips trying to pull him into her. Mark moved his hands under her hips and whispered: "Hold tight," he said as he pulled her up. Sue wrapped herself around him, feeling his cock nudging against her cunt. Mark stood straight and Sue lifted herself slightly. Mark positioned himself properly, his feet firm, his cock proud as Sue slowly lowered herself onto him. His long, wide shaft stretched her as she eased herself down it, Mark felt her fit like a second skin, stretching her tightness as she accommodated him. Sue's eyes watched Marks own as she continued to take him, both of them wordlessly surprised at how accommodating she was. She let out a deep sigh and felt him slide into the deepest part of her, her legs tightening around his hips as she bent her head to kiss him once more. Slowly, Sue began to move her hips on him, moving in slow circles over his cock, sliding up and back down very slightly, grinding her cunt and clit against him. Moaning into their kiss she became more needful, Mark's hands under her, gripping her buttocks, helping her move on him, bounce and drive him deeply into her. Unable to stand it any longer, Mark moved back to the bed and lay Sue on it, his long legs able to place her almost in the middle of the big bed. Mark sat back on his knees, his cock still inside her. He reached behind her and took her ankles, unwrapping her legs from his hips, he slid his arms down her calves until the backs of her knees were against his elbows. Leaning forward once more he drove deep into her. Sue groaned as she took his full length and Mark leant forward and kissed her hard. He continued his assault on her cunt and mouth, his need now taking over, his tongue deep in her mouth mirroring his cock in her cunt. She was not what he was used to, she demanded tenderness without uttering a word, something he was capable of but at this moment in time had no inclination to do. He was normally quiet, enjoying listening to the moans of his partners and Sue was making more than enough noise for the both of them. He drew in his breath sharply as her nails dug deeply into his back, enjoying the pain. He moaned quietly as Sue's nails continued to dig and scrape him, driving him to take her deeper and harder, both of them taken by need and lust, Sue's eyes watching Mark's. He bent and caught Sues lip, biting and pulling it, her back arching as a growling scream left her. Mark slammed into her, his eyes now shut as he concentrated on the feeling of his balls tightening, his shaft swelling. Sue's hand moved between them and she grated a fingernail across her clit. She drove her hips onto him as she started to rub her clit hard and fast, driving herself onto his cock, her other hand moved and rested on his chest, feeling his heart beating. Her hips moving under him frantically, she could not hold it any longer. She exploded in a frenzied orgasm, her cunt clenching his cock, milking it, her body willing him to cum, wanting him to fill her. Mark thrust deeply, and with an almost silent groan, filled Sue. He shuddered in time with her and they both arched to each other as another orgasmic spasm hit them both. Sated, they collapsed into each other, Sue wrapping her arms around Mark's back, while he lay quietly on top of her, panting. Breath recovered, Mark raised his head and kissed Sue gently, rolling off her and to the side, gathering her into him, and kissing her forehead. She curled into him and they lay quietly, listening to each other breathe. Best of Enemies Ch. 02 Mark looked down at Sue. "Coffee?" he asked. "That would be good," she replied. He got up and walked across the room. "Stay there, I'll bring it back in. Get under the quilt before you get cold." Sue nodded and got off the bed. Mark turned back in time to see her round bum disappearing under the quilt. A few minutes later, Mark came back into the bedroom to find that Sue had swapped sides and was looking at the contents of his bookshelf, her head cocked to one side. He stood with a mug in each hand and watched her face as she read the contents of the shelf. Sue turned her face to find him standing watching her and laughed as she blushed. "Not your run of the mill bookshelf," she said. "No, you could say that," Mark replied smiling. Walking over he handed her a mug and turned back to the bookshelf. "Do you know any of these?" he asked. "No, not really. Dita Von Teese I know and I have heard of The Erotic Print Society but I don't know any of their publications," she replied. "Ah, EPS. Not bought any of their stuff in a while, but what I do have is very good." Mark turned and looked directly at Sue. "You are welcome to look at them if you want." Sue blushed again. Mark laughed. "A little bit of what you fancy does you an amazing amount of good." Sue smiled and buried her face in her mug. Mark sat on the side of the bed and looked at her. "Whatever it is, don't worry." Sue squirmed as she listened to him. "I said we could go at your pace and I meant it. But you can trust me, and that is the first step, trust." Sue nodded and Mark lifted the quilt. "Come on shortarse, move over." She stuck her tongue out at him and moved to let him in. "Oh you bugger, you did that so you would get the warm spot!" Sue laughed. Mark grinned and put his arm around her, "Of course I did." They sat in silence as they drank their coffees, Sue thinking about the bookshelf, Mark stroking Sue's arm with the tips of his fingers, thinking his own ideas about the contents of the bookshelf and Sue all rolled into one. He had the distinct feeling that if he delved deeper, he would find what he was looking for. Finishing his coffee he sat with his head back, looking at the prints on the wall at the end of the bed. The bedroom was his personal space and Mark had chosen to fill it with subtle erotica, with authors such as Tom Poulton. The Dita von Teese book had been a present the previous Christmas but it fitted the bill and Mark did find her incredibly sensual. The pictures he had found were by Jack Vettriano, he wasn't his favourite artist but he did enjoy the pictures he had. It had taken a lot of searching to find the large prints, but he had managed it. 'Game On' and 'Passion Overflow' complimented each other well. He still had to hang 'The Perfectionist' in the newly-painted living room. The print he really wanted called "Scarlet Ribbons, Lovely Ribbons' was not available so 'Perfectionist' currently had no partner. "Oh goodness, are they Vettrianos?" Sue said, suddenly noticing them. "Yes, do you like them? Mark asked. "I've always loved 'Game on'" Sue replied smiling, "So much better than all his beach ones as far as I'm concerned." Mark looked at Sue with a raised eyebrow, maybe this was going to be easier than he thought. He loved passion but a little tinge of fetish completed it. He wondered if Sue was going to trust him enough. "They both seem so willing, so, so......." Sue laughed, "Slutty." Mark laughed. "I think that's how he wants them to look. Personally I think he's great at conveying it perfectly." He looked at Sue grinning. Sue smiled. "Hmmmmmm, I'll be right back. I need the loo," and she threw the quilt back and swung her legs out of bed, looking over her shoulder at Mark as she went. Mark watched her arse as it disappeared out of the door towards the bathroom. Mark put one foot on the floor and reached for one of the books from his shelf. As Sue walked back through the door he started flicking through it. Sue climbed back into the big bed and curled up next to him again, looking over his shoulder as he leafed through the book. "Wow, these are good. Who are they?" Sue murmured. "These are Tom Poulton and yes they are good. Here, have a look." Mark handed the book to Sue and turned to watch her reaction, his hand resting on her thigh. Sue looked through the book and then started reading the stories that were dotted through it. She soon immersed herself in them and was squirming as she read, her knees coming up, her thighs pressing together as her cunt reacted to what she was reading. Mark trailed his fingers over Sue's skin. She opened her thighs with a sigh and Mark moved his hand up, still watching her face as she concentrated intently, chewing on her bottom lip. He slid one finger in between her cunt lips and she glanced at him, a small smile ghosting her mouth as she turned back to the book. Mark's finger brushed her clit gently and Sue moaned and parted her legs allowing Mark to slide a second finger into her, dipping into her hole, sliding across her clit. Mark pinched Sue's clit, she moaned and raised herself towards him. He pinched harder and she drew in her breath sharply but made no objection. His finger-nail raked deeply across her clit and Sue moaned, her knees coming up, her thighs gripping him. Mark removed his hand and placed it back on her thigh, pushing her legs down again to slide his hand back once more, his fingers probing. She opened her legs again as she resumed reading. Mark continued to play with her, fingers probing as Sue slid down the bed slightly to allow access to her wet hole, he slid his long fingers in while his thumb toyed with her clit. Sue's eyes closed and she let the book fall. Mark picked the book off the floor. "No, carry on reading. Just concentrate on that," Mark said firmly and was pleased to see that Sue obeyed. He moved his fingers in and out of her, watching her face as she moaned and tried to concentrate on reading the book. "Read it out loud," Mark commanded. Sue looked at him. He knew she had read the same line more than a dozen times. Her voice faltered as she read, Mark pumping her cunt slowly and deeply. The reading interspersed with moans as he brought her closer to the edge of her orgasm. "Now, you do not cum until I tell you to," he said. "I know it's going to be difficult to begin with, but when you are close, you tell me. Don't leave it too late or I will be disappointed. Do you hear me Sue?" Mark looked at her intently. Sue nodded. "Yes, I understand," she said nervously, not entirely sure of what was going on but willing to try it. Instinctively trusting Mark. Mark continued to watch Sue, listening to her read, feeling her wetness grow as she read and he slid in and out of her. He bent his head to her breast and pulled her nipple into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue and biting it, her moans becoming more intent, her reading less so. She faltered, reading the same line twice and Mark lifted his head from her nipple. "Concentrate," he said, knowing the signs, the flushed face, the rose blush on her throat, her breath coming in short gasps. "Stop," Sue said breathlessly. "Oh god stop or I am going to cum." Mark eased his attentions and lay with his fingers in her tight hole, not moving, just letting her cunt ripple gently around his fingers. His mouth gently brushed her breast, as he watched her breathing return to normal. As soon as Sue took her first deep breath, Mark started to move his fingers again. Sue moaned and put the book down again. Mark took it off her and dropped it gently onto the floor. Turning back to her he ran his fingers over her stomach, before sliding them back into her again, crooking them slightly to fill her even more and ensure that her G-spot was included. She moaned and closed her eyes, settling herself more comfortably, losing herself in the sensation that was already distinctly him. He moved in the bed, his fingers still buried in her until he was in between her legs. Making himself comfortable he worked on bringing Sue as close as possible to her orgasm. His free hand moving over her skin, her stomach, her thighs, making her shiver and moan louder. Her hands came up her stomach and to then her breasts. She pinched her nipples hard and pulled them, biting on her lip as Mark bent and kissed her belly. Looking up her body, watching her face, judging, wanting her. "Don't cum," he said and she moaned in reply, one leg lifting, knee bent, toes pointed, her fingers continuing to pull on her nipples, pinching, back arching, as she writhed, each movement bringing her closer once again. "Stop!" she said breathlessly, "Oh god, I need to cum." "Not yet, not until I say, not until you need to beg me, not until you DO beg me." Mark replied. Sue took a deep breath and Mark started to move once more. Moving over her he stopped at her nipples, pulling on each one, taking over from her fingers as she held them up to him. He continued to pay attention to her breasts, his hair brushing her throat, a smile breaking slowly on Sue's face as it tickled her sensually. She sighed as she lost herself in his touch, her orgasm still hovering, concentrating on keeping it at bay as Mark let go of her nipple. He kissed his way up her neck, his fingers still working her, his thumb gently flicking and scraping the hood of her clit. Mark's face finally hovered over Sue's. Her eyes looked lazily into his. He bent and kissed her. Sue wound her arms around his neck and kissed him back hard. Mark reciprocated and pushed his fingers deep and hard, Sue lifting one leg, hooked it over his hip, raising her own, moving on his fingers, bucking and writhing. Mark lifted his head and looked at her, his eyes hard and lustful. "Do you want to cum?" he asked, already knowing the answer. "Yessss," Sue hissed. "Tell me, ask me," Mark replied. "I want to cum, let me cum. Oh god please," Sue pleaded. "No." Mark answered harshly. Sue let out a whimper, shutting her eyes tightly. Mark knew she could not hold out much longer, he could feel her cunt rippling around him, the precursor to her orgasm. Removing his fingers he raised himself to her and guided the head of his cock into the opening of her narrow, tight cunt. "Look at me," Mark demanded. Sue looked at him, panting heavily, her voice almost a sob, pleading. "Ask me again," Mark said, wondering how far he could push. "Please, oh Christ, please," she said. "Wait," she was told. With one massive lunge, Mark sank his cock deep into her. "Now" he hissed. The sudden intrusion into her took Sue's breath away. Her legs grasping Marks hips, she let out a loud scream as they both came, Mark filling her as her cunt clamped him once more. Sue's back arched so high that only her shoulders and head were against the bed. "Fuckkkkk," she gasped. Mark bent and flicked a nipple with his tongue, taking it between his teeth and pulling, no longer gentle, driven by lust and passion, wanting more of her. Sue's arms were suddenly pinned down by him, his hands around her wrists as he drove himself deeply into her. The only sound from him, a slight grunt of effort as he continued to push into her. He pulled out of Sue and let go of her wrists. "Turn over," he commanded. He watched as she manoeuvred herself onto her knees, her breasts swaying gently. Slowly stroking his juice-covered cock, he took his free hand and ran it over her backside, her skin soft and smooth, pale pink and round, Mark drew his hand back and a resounding slap echoed around the bedroom. Sue squealed and started to sit up. "Stay there, do NOT move." Mark commanded and watched as Sue moved back into a kneeling position. Still stroking, he drew his hand back and smacked the other buttock, leaving a bright red hand mark to match the first one. Sue writhed but this time did not squeal. Mark alternated between her cheeks, each smack leaving her backside even redder. She moaned as his hand made contact, his long fingers slowly finding their way towards her cunt lips, initially, his little finger making contact, eventually becoming his whole hand as he smacked her cunt and lips. Sue moved back against his hand, she didn't know it could feel so good, so sensual, as his long-fingered hands made contact all around her bum cheeks. She looked over her shoulder to find Mark intent on his work. His hand continued to make contact with Sues buttocks while his other hand slid up and down his re-hardening shaft. His features were hard and chiselled as he watched his work, the red prints on Sue overlapping each other. Moving forward, Mark knelt in front of Sue's soaked and reddened cunt and ass. His fingers guiding, he slid back into her tight, very wet and cum-filled hole. She moaned and pushed back, her shoulders dipping to the bed. "No," Mark said, "Keep your arms straight, I want to watch you." Sue straightened and her breasts swung gently. Mark held her hips and started to slowly slide back and forth. A shudder went through her as she drove back onto him, feeling the full length of his cock as he slid into her, his balls slapping gently against her arse as he stroked slowly, his fingers digging into her ample backside, leaving white marks as he pushed down. Sue continued to move back onto him, hyper flexing her spine, keeping her shoulders in line with her hips, pushing back against him, hard, turning her hips and pelvis outward, exposing more of her, her moans becoming louder as his strokes became harder. Mark moved one hand from Sue's hip and wound her hair through his fingers, pulling her head back gently but firmly. Sue surrendered to him and gasped as his balls hit her clit over and over again. "Ohhhh Fuck," she moaned. "Ohhhhhh godddddddd, Mark. OHHHH!" She moaned, driving back onto his cock, feeling the head hitting her cervix as he filled her over and over, his balls slapping loudly as she got wetter, her clit feeling his every movement. Sue could feel her orgasm approaching but pushed it back as much as she could. Mark's other hand moved from her hip to her shoulder, pulling her in, needing her; animal instincts, lust and need kicking in. Mark's nails scraping over Sue's shoulder, eliciting a deeper grunting moan from her. Pumping into her, Mark could feel sweat starting to stand out on his back. He needed this. The tenderness would come later, he would make sure of it, make it up to her. Wanton lust was driving everything in his mind right now. Lust and desire, the need to see her helpless. As he pulled out of her suddenly, she moaned at the sudden loss and looked over her shoulder at him, a look of worry crossing her face, confused that she may have displeased him in some way. Mark got off the bed and stood up. He looked at Sue, her juices drying on his cock as he moved across the bedroom to a small chest of drawers. Opening the middle drawer, he brought out four lengths of silk rope and turned back to the bed. Sue watched him as he moved back towards. His face was hard and she knew she had little choice in what was to come. "Turn over," Mark commanded. Sue sat with her knees under her chin, wary but interested and excited. "Put your legs out," Mark ordered. Sue obeyed and lowered her knees. Mark took the ropes and looped them around her ankles. "Lie down," came the short, curt, command. Sue again obeyed and he then fixed the rope around the bed. He had chosen this one especially for its design, protrusions that allowed for rope to be fixed to it. He tied them to the foot of the bed, still aware of the dampness of his cock and balls drying in the cool air. "Wrists," he growled. Sue held out her wrists and Mark looped the rope around both. Sue lay still on the bed and Mark fixed the ropes to the head of it. Slipping the knots until the ropes were taut and Sue was spread eagled on the bed. Mark stood at the side of the bed and then knelt at Sue's head. "Suck me," he demanded. His still-hard cock now dry, Sue turned her head to the side and took his swollen shaft into her mouth. Mark immediately thrust his hips forward, sliding as deep into her mouth as he possibly could. She gagged slightly and tried to pull back but Mark's hips followed her. "Relax," he said. Sue looked up at him, a shadow of fear on her face. Mark slowed slightly but did not ease away from the depth he was delivering to her. Sue took a deep breath and tried to relax, willing her throat muscles to become less tense, sucking on him. She could taste herself on his cock, making her wetter, her forgotten orgasm suddenly on the horizon once more. Mark moaned very softly, almost inaudibly, as she ran her tongue over his swollen head, tasting his precum, her own gentle moans joining his almost silent one. Mark took time to look at the woman on the bed, her long, straight, dark hair tousled and spread across her face and pillow Her lips forming an 'O' as she slid up and down his shaft. Her tied wrists and ankles pointed towards the four corners of the bed, her mound trimmed and glistening, waiting to be used. He reached over and slid his finger in, pleased that he found her so wet. Mark ran his nail over her clit. Sue bucked, pulling against her restraints. She sucked him deeply, deeper than the previous times as her lust took over once again. As he watched her, eyes travelled over her, almost detached and dispassionate, taking in all the contours of her face and body. He pulled himself from her mouth and moved down her body, pinching her nipples, pulling and twisting, them taking pleasure in the pain he was inflicting. Sue pulled against the ropes and let out a scream, her hips lifting from the bed. "STOP," Mark commanded, "Stay flat." Sue stopped and looked at him. She wanted to explore this side of Mark, but was really tempted to tell him to go fuck himself, she was not used to this. It was new but it really made her wet and she wondered what would happen in the future as well as today. Mark had already decided that today the ropes would be enough. There would be time for other things. He was sure he was going to see her again. Mark pulled his cock from her mouth and stood at the side of the bed, his cock waving around, looking for somewhere to go. He bent and kissed Sue harshly. She moaned and lifted her head towards him, wanting more. Not prepared to give, he pulled away and moved down her, stopping only to bite once again on her nipples, pulling at them, making Sue moan loudly again. Mark got back onto the bed in between Sue's legs. He pushed his fingers roughly in between her lips, sliding down until he reached her hole, easily sliding two fingers into her, he thrust his long fingers up hard, making Sue jump as she felt his nails dig into the soft folds of her cunt. Unable to wait any longer he moved himself until he was at the entrance to her cunt. Removing his fingers, he pushed into her. Sue moaned and tried futilely to lift her legs to him. Although Sue's legs were spread, they were not as wide as she wanted them to be. Her thighs were closer together but she gasped as Mark slammed into her, her clit squashing against her pubic bone, grinding as Mark bore down on her. He reached above her and wrapped his fingers around the head of the bed, using it to pull him into Sue with almost brutal force. She yelped as Mark rammed into her but he ignored her pleas and continued his assault. Sues yelps turned into moans once more as she gave herself to him totally. Mark's strokes lengthened as he neared the end, Sue's moans becoming sobs as, unable to hold back any longer she came, her entire body convulsing under him, an animal scream leaving her mouth. Mark felt her cunt contract around him as he continued to fuck her, holding back, wanting more, Sue's thighs were pressing together, squeezing him harder, almost painful, the feeling sending a shiver down his spine. He let go of the bed and raised himself on his hands, watching but not seeing, concentrating on what was to come. As Sue calmed down her thighs released their grip on him and Mark pushed against her, each hard stroke bringing fresh moans from Sue as he slid in and out of her hypersensitive cunt wrapped tightly around his cock. Best of Enemies Ch. 02 Mark bent his head and kissed Sue hard again, her teeth pressing against her lips, he slid his tongue into her mouth, coaxing hers into his, she followed and he caught it with his teeth, Sue let out a surprised moan as Mark fucked her tongue with his mouth, sliding it in and out between his lips, then let it go only to bite her bottom lip, drawing it into his mouth, sucking on it as his shaft disappeared into her once more. With a final thrust of his hips he came, filling her, still thrusting into her, his cum escaping and sliding down her ass, over her round buttocks to soak into the sheets below. He collapsed on top of her, panting. Sue's moans became small whimpers, his cock still inside her, her breasts squashed against his chest. He recovered slowly, not saying a word and then slid out of her, climbed over her and got off the bed. Sue looked at him, tall, self assured, passionate. Mark looked down at her and turned on his heel and walked out of the room, leaving Sue tied, feeling used and humiliated. Exactly what Mark wanted. Best of Enemies Ch. 03 Sue lay tied unable to move. She wasn't sure whether she should call Mark or not. The look on his face had said "not", leaving her with severe doubts that she had done something wrong or had displeased him in some way. She lay and started to shiver in the cool air of the bedroom. Mark walked back into the bedroom and looked at her. "You did well," he said. "I am pleased with your progress." Sue looked at him and smiled. "Th-thank you," she stammered and waited. Somehow she knew that asking to be untied would do her no good; she would have to wait. Mark walked around the bedroom, proud and tall. Sue watched him, every step he took, she drank in, the ripple of his thighs and buttocks as he walked, the curve of his back as he bent to pick up things. He stood and turned, looking at her, a small smile on his face as she lay, bound and helpless, red marks starting to show on her wrists and ankles where she had pulled against her restraints. Lying there as she watched him, he could feel his cock stir again. He pushed the thought to the back of his mind, plenty of time for that later, further down the line. Walking around the bed, Mark undid the restraints and Sue pulled her arms and legs in with a moan, easing out the aches of being stretched for a long amount of time. Mark held out both of his hands, and Sue pulled herself up into a sitting position. She sat with her head down and her hands in her lap. Mark smiled, she was a quick learner. He put his hand under her chin and lifted her face to look at him. "Hey you." He smiled, looking into her eyes. Sue smiled. Mark bent and kissed her gently and Sue reciprocated, lifting her head, closing her eyes and melting into him. Mark wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to her feet, her breasts squashing against him as his hands started to move over her. Sue sighed as they kissed, his fingers making her shiver as they trailed over her skin and across the red marks still smarting on her buttocks. He broke away and looked down at her smiling, and whispered "bed." Sue smiled and nodded. Mark bent to pull back the quilt. Sue padded out of the bedroom and went into the bathroom. When she came back, she found Mark was already in bed and was looking through the Poulton book she had abandoned. He looked up and smiled at her. "Better?" He grinned. "Much," she said, walking towards the bed and climbing in. She curled up against him and put her head on his chest. "Sooo, did you enjoy that?" Mark asked. He was fairly surprised that he was genuinely interested in her answer and hoped that it was the answer he wanted. Sue lay next to him and took a deep breath. "Well, I have certainly never done it before." Another deep breath before she continued, "But yes, I enjoyed it, I enjoyed it very much." She blew her breath out, not realizing she was actually holding it. Mark gathered her in and Sue moved up until her head was on his shoulder. Mark turned his head and looked at Sue. He kissed the end of her nose. "Good, I hoped it wouldn't frighten you off," he said. Sue wrinkled her nose and giggled, "Takes a lot more than that." "Oh really?" Mark replied. "Well there is a lot more that I want to show and teach you, if you are willing, in time." "I think I might be," Sue answered, "but I would like to take it a step at a time." "I think we can do that." Mark replied, sighing and settling himself in the bed further. Sue moved in and wrapped herself around him, her hand on his chest. They soon fell asleep together, breathing synchronised. Sue stirred three hours later and looked at the man sleeping next to her. Taking in his features, high brow, deep set eyes and long nose, those wonderful sultry, kissable lips, strong chin, his stubble flecked with different colours and his long neck. Unable to resist any longer, Sue carefully moved and kissed him. Mark stirred and turned towards her, his nose level with hers, his breathing deep and slow as he curled up next to her, his forehead touching hers. Sue closed her eyes and drifted off into a light sleep again. She was awakened with a pair of lips on hers, as Mark ran his tongue over them. Half asleep, she responded easily and sighed as his fingers moved over her skin gently. Waking her slowly, as Mark took his time exploring her body. Sue rolled onto her back and Mark's fingers trailed over her stomach as she moved, making it quiver. He leaned over and kissed her again, long, wet, gentle kisses that made Sue squirm, her legs opening, offering herself to him as he made love to her gently and tenderly. Mark's hands moved to her breasts, fingers circling her nipples gently, rolling them, pulling, making Sue catch her breath, her back arching towards him as he played with her. He moved his hands very lightly over her body, the lust and need of earlier forgotten, for now. Now, Mark was going to take his time, explore Sue, the smell and feel of her, the passion built over time. Sue moaned as Mark left her lips and started to move down her body. He seemed to kiss every inch of her, nibbling on her ears, kissing her neck, her shoulders, her décolletage. She smiled and relaxed into his kisses, melting into her surroundings. Taking her nipples one by one, he pulled gently and ran his teeth across the bud of each one. She shivered and moaned while she moved her hand across the top of his head then to the back of it, gently pulling him in as she writhed under his attentions. Mark bit a little harder and flicked with the tip of his tongue, and Sue felt as though bolts of electricity were going through her. Moaning, she lifted her leg to throw it over his thigh, so she could feel his hardness against her hip and twisted her body so she could feel it against her backside too, her hips moving, rolling against him. Mark put his arm around her waist and pulled her into him again. He straightened and captured her lips once more, making her moan again. His kisses had such an effect on her, they made her shiver, and she was instantly wet. He slowly fucked her tongue with his mouth, biting her bottom lip and pulling on it gently, his hands starting to move down her body, smoothly brushing her skin. Sue lay with her eyes shut, lost in the touch of his fingers on her skin, his lips toying with hers, her backside gently grinding against his hard cock. Mark slid his fingers into her lips and she moaned gently, immediately raising her hips to him. His fingers slid into her wetness easily, his thumb gently rubbing her clit, making her sigh. Sue slid a hand between her ass and Mark, wrapping her fingers around his hard shaft, her thumb playing with the now swollen, bulbous head, sliding through the precum which was now oozing from him. Mark sighed deeply, still no words coming from him, as they played with each other, Sue's moans mingling with Mark's sighs until finally she convulsed under his touch, a deep groan leaving her as her orgasm ran through her, no other noise, Sue for once as silent as Mark. Mark kissed Sue tenderly as her breathing became less ragged. She opened her eyes and looked at him, he smiled and kissed her again as she curled up into him, her hand and fingers still playing gently with his cock. Mark's hips moved gently, stroking his hardness through her fingers, his hand moving to her breasts, toying with her. Mark rolled onto his back while Sue continued to stroke him. Sue moved down Marks body, kissing his neck, reaching his nipples and biting one, Mark drew in his breath sharply and as Sue bit harder, she elicited the first moan from him was heard. She moved across his chest and bit his other nipple hard, Mark moaned gently again as he watched her hair fall down around her face. With one hand behind his head, he moved the other one to Sue, sliding his fingers into her hair, he scooped it away from her face so that he could watch her. As she settled to her work, Sue sighed, sliding down his shaft she smiled, she was always being told she had a big mouth, now she was proving it. Suddenly, caught by a fit of the giggles, she pulled away from him with an audible pop. Mark looked down. "What?" he said smiling. "Oh I just thought, I am always being accused of having a big mouth, if they could see me now." She laughed as she bent back to Mark. He watched as her tongue snaked out and flicked his head, running around the tip and then sliding down to run under the rim before licking her lips and kissing the tip one last time before slipping him into her mouth once more, sliding, taking him as deeply as she could, her fingers gently cupping and rolling his balls as she moved up and down his shaft, once, twice, a third time before leaving his length and moving downwards, running her tongue the length of him, down to his balls. Her lips took over from her fingers, kissing, licking, gently biting him before sucking his balls one by one into her mouth, rolling them with her tongue, a shudder going through Mark as she moved over him, her tongue continuing to move down, working its way towards his anus. Sue's tongue glided and Mark let out his breath in a ragged sigh. Sue looked up. "Turn over," she whispered. Mark looked at her, raised an eyebrow and smiled. Moving, he turned over and lay flat on his stomach, Sue bent and kissed his buttocks, kissing the point at the top of the crease of his backside, she licked the sensitive skin and slid her tongue into the crease, licking down, kissing, nipping the skin. She pulled back once more, "on your knees," she said. Mark slid his knees up until his cock was swinging between his legs, his balls and ass exposed. Sue kissed his backside again; her tongue resumed its path down the crease of his ass. Mark sighed and shuddered again, jumping slightly as her tongue flicked across his ass, coming back again seconds later, this time more slowly, savouring him. Sue moved a hand and wrapped her fingers around his cock, feeling it react to her immediately, sliding gently through her fingers, while her tongue worked on him. Circling his ass, teasing it, feeling the skin tighten then relax alternately, as her tongue teased and she dipped the tip into him. He moved back onto her, enjoying the sensation as she moved deeper into him, slowly tongue fucking his ass, her fingers still working up and down his cock, thumb gently rubbing his wet head. She continued to dip and withdraw her tongue, his movement against her making her moan. Her free hand lay on his ass and she dug her nails in before running them deeply across each cheek, making him buck and squirm. Pulling back, Sue moved down, sucking at Mark's balls once more, feeling tempted to stay at his ass until he came but deciding she wanted him to wait. She moved once more and followed a vein the length of his shaft until she reached the head and ran her tongue over it. The precum oozed heavily, threatening to drip onto her tongue but she caught it and licked greedily, the taste making her moan and squirm as she pressed her thighs together, pressing her pubic bone against her clit as she clenched and unclenched them. She flipped onto her back and lay underneath Mark, taking his cock into her mouth she sucked on him, hoping to bring him to orgasm, wanting to taste him down her throat, coating it, feeding her. Mark lowered himself into her warm and willing mouth, feeling her tongue wrap itself around him, his sigh lasting the length of his movement into Sue's mouth, as he slowly started to pump into her. Sue was moving her hips as she took him, her hands moving down and her fingers sliding between her lips to play with her clit. She continued to suck him as his hips started to pump into her but was unable to take all of him. Frustrated, she took him out of her mouth and looked up to find Mark looking down the length of his body at her. "Get off the bed," she growled. Mark moved and stood up, watching her as he played with his cock, whilst Sue moved across the bed and lay with her head over the edge, her neck fully extended. Holding her arms above her she beckoned for Mark to move back into her. He did so willingly, and she held his hips while he moved his cock back into her eager mouth. Sue pulled him in, gagging very slightly as he slid down her throat. Swallowing the reflex, pulling him in more, deeper and deeper. Above her Mark watched his cock disappear down her small throat, and observed that her cunt wasn't the only accommodating part that she possessed. Sue suddenly pushed Mark back as she gasped for air. Panting, she took a deep breath and took all of his length back in. Mark thrust his hips towards her and started to fuck her throat hard and fast, Sue took him deeply with each stroke, her hands resting on his hips until she needed him to pull back, then pushing him until he finally gauged when it was needed for him to pull back and give her a chance to breathe. Taking over from Sue, his lust getting the better of him again, as he rammed his cock down her throat repeatedly. Sue gasping for air, Mark's lip caught between his teeth as he watched her take his length over and over. Her hands now busy elsewhere, one in her cunt and the other pulling at one nipple, as Mark continued his assault on her throat, each stroke bringing him closer to orgasm, closer to coating her throat with cum. He plunged into her twice more and then pulled back until only the head of his cock was in her mouth, she flicked her tongue and was rewarded with spurts of creamy cum. Swallowing greedily, she gently lapped at the sensitive head of his cock, not wanting to miss a drop. Mark shivered as Sue gently cleaned him, his fists unclenching slowly as she did, his knees feeling weak as he got his breath back, standing still and letting Sue finish her work. She licked him slowly and tenderly until she decided that he was clean enough. Stopping, she looked up and smiled at him. Mark moved and sat next to her, she turned her head to the side and looked at him, with one eyebrow raised and smiled. "You ok?" she said. Mark grinned, "Now, what do you think?" he replied and bent to kiss her, his tongue licking her lips before he kissed her fully, slowly and gently. Aware that Sue had not yet cum, Mark slid his hand down to take the place of her own fingers. Taking her hand, he sucked on her fingers one by one, cleaning her as carefully as she had cleaned him. Sue moaned as he sucked on them, feeling his fingers gently moving over and into her cunt, so lightly it almost tickled and Sue squirmed under him. His finger circled her clit, using his nail to make her moan louder. Sue arched her back and shoulders and started to slide head first off the bed. Mark pulled back with a chuckle. Sue smiled and he lifted her shoulders back onto the bed. She rolled sideways and lay full length on the bed, Mark joined her and lay close beside her. He kissed her once again, his lips and tongue playing, his fingers moving back into her, she moaned and kissed Mark more deeply, his fingers circling, flicking, scraping her clit, his other fingers toying with her until he slid into her hole, one finger at first, feeling all the folds deep within her as her hips started to move against him. Mark gently slid another finger into her and she sighed as he stretched her tight cunt. Slowly, Mark started to work his fingers in and out of her, Sue raised her hips toward him and his lips never left hers, long, wet kisses, each one making her wetter than the last, each one threatening to take her breath away. With every move of his mouth, her body pressing closer to his, her breasts against his chest, her nipples hard and erect, as she lost herself in the feeling of him, torn between feeling his fingers pumping her and feeling his lips on her. Her choice was taken away and she almost whimpered as he broke their kiss and moved down her body, taking her nipples one by one, his fingers inside her constantly moving, his thumb rubbing on her clit as he worked to achieve his goal. Sue's back arched as she raised her breasts to him, offering them to him, as he bit each one, flicking the nipple as he held it between his teeth, making Sue squirm even more. He broke away again and moved back up to her lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck, determined not to let him go again. His kisses were hers and she was not about to let them go again. Mark's fingers continued their work and he felt her start to tighten around them, god she is so blissfully tight, he thought, his spent cock twitched involuntarily and he rolled his eyes at it incredulously. He pushed all thoughts of it to the back of his mind and concentrated on the woman next to him, her arms were wound around him as he kissed her soft, full lips. His fingers still worked, as she got tighter and tighter. Her entire body seemed to explode at once, her hips lifted from the bed as she broke their kiss with a gasp and dug her nails into Mark's back. Her cunt rippled as she came, and Mark felt all her muscles contract, her knees came up and her thighs clamped together, squashing Mark's hand so that he was unable to move any of it, other than his thumb, which was continuing its assault on her clit. As he rubbed gently, one of Sue's hands dropped down and her thighs opened long enough for her to pull Mark's hand away forcefully. "Oh god no, stop, fuck it stop." She groaned as she held onto his hand, her body still shaking as Mark watched her stomach muscles quiver. Her entire body continued to convulse as Mark gathered her in and she turned on her side, nestling her backside against his cock, shuddering whilst she made involuntary mewling noises with each exhaled breath. Mark hushed her and sat up long enough to retrieve the quilt and cover them both with it. Laying back down he kissed the back of Sue's neck and pulled her into him. Her breathing slowly returned to normal and he listened to her breathing until it was back to normal, deep and even. Mark closed his eyes and fell asleep once more, both he and Sue breathing in unison. They both woke again some time later, Mark wrapping his arms around Sue a bit tighter, pulling her into him again, breathing her in as he felt her muscles tighten, straightening as she stretched. Mark dipped his head and kissed the back of her neck and her stretch collapsed as she felt his lips on her. She giggled. "Stop, I need a wee." She laughed, sliding across to the edge of the bed. "Ha, so do I, you go first," Mark replied, watching Sue as she disappeared out of the bedroom. He leaned back and looked at the pictures on the wall, taking in the detail while he thought about the day so far, looking at the clock but not really registering the time, lost in thought. As Sue walked back into the room she opened her mouth to say something but stopped, watching Mark as he stared deep in thought, not watching anything, unaware that she was standing there. She watched as an obvious mixture of emotions ran across his face, a small smirk, a slight frown, a purse of the lips. She sighed, not wanting to break the moment but her stomach had other ideas and it growled very loudly. Mark laughed, "Hungry?" he asked. "Bloody starving," Sue answered. "Have you seen the time?" Mark rolled sideways and looked at the clock. "Ah, that would explain it, we missed lunch then." Sue laughed, "Well, I could always cook lunch for dinner." Mark answered as he got out of bed, "Can if you want or we can go out." Sue followed him out of the bedroom, "Be a shame to waste it if it's in," she said, "but it's up to you." "I'm happy to stay in, I'll give you a hand in a mo." As he disappeared into the bathroom, kicking the door with the sole of his foot gently. Sue wandered into the kitchen and put the kettle on, searching for mugs and coffee. She bent to look in a cupboard as Mark walked in the door, he stood and looked at her appreciatively, before opening his mouth to comment. Best of Enemies Ch. 03 "Nice view," he said laughing. Sue stood up quickly and blushed furiously. "I was looking to see what I could cook with," and she stood up and stuck her tongue out. Mark walked over to the fridge and took everything out that Sue had brought with her. Turning around he dumped it all on the worktop and then bent to get the pan out of the cupboard. "Nice view," he heard the murmur. He stood up and laughed, "Touché." They wandered around the kitchen, comfortable with each other, comfortable in their nakedness, Sue doing the cooking whilst Mark found crockery, cutlery and a bottle of wine. Putting them on the table, he went and fetched glasses and a couple of cushions, dropping one on each chair as he walked past them. He opened the wine and filled the glasses, walking over and handing one to Sue. She took it from him and took a mouthful before handing it back to him. "Stick it on the table please, dinner is ready." Sue said as she picked up the pan and made her way to the table putting it down on the mat. Mark sat and they both served themselves. Talking back and forth, the time passed, the conversations covered all extremes and they laughed and talked their way through the late evening, sitting at the table until finally Mark stood up with a stretch. "Come on," he said holding his hand out. Sue took it and they walked down the hallway to the living room. Mark flicked on the light and looked around. "Hmmmmmm, maybe not," he said and turned around again, leading Sue back to the bedroom, stopping on the way to pick up another bottle of wine and their glasses. "Ok, the living room is out," he said flicking on the lights. "We may as well stay here." He let go of Sue's hand and walked around the bed, switching on the wall lights and turning off the main one. Leaning over he handed Sue the glasses and got into bed with her, turning to take his glass back. Settling down they resumed their conversation and continued it well into the night, stopping only for another bottle of wine and a bathroom break. Sue yawned expansively and Mark smiled, "Boring you?" he said. "Nooooooo, I have to admit I am tired." Sue answered as she got out of bed. "I think I might go and brush my teeth." Mark looked at her, "Oh yes? Think you are staying?" Sue stood, mouth open, swaying slightly, "erm," she replied. Mark laughed, "Go on dozy, get a shift on." Sue stuck out her tongue again and turned and waltzed out of the bedroom. Mark sat and shook his head smiling. It had certainly been fun. Sue walked back into the bedroom and climbed into bed covering herself up, warming out the chill of the night air. Mark leaned over and kissed the end of her nose then got out of bed. Sue watched him go and smiled sleepily, her eyes heavy as she felt Mark get back into bed. He moved close to her and brushed her hair off her face. "Night Night sleepy," he whispered, "You have another busy day tomorrow." Sue cracked one eyelid open, "Oh yes?" she said. "Yes, if you are willing." He smiled wickedly. "We shall see," she replied and smiled. "Yes, you are right, we shall." He whispered and reached above him, turning out the lights. Best of Enemies Ch. 04 When I was searching for a subject for a story, I had got a basic outline and mentioned it to a fellow litster. I needed names for my characters, he supplied them and Mark the paramedic was born. My thanks goes to Mark197205 for his ideas, his patience, his character and his abiding friendship. From a basic idea, a monster was born. This one is as much his as it is mine. Cheers Bippy xx * Sue woke up the following morning and looked at the sleeping man next to her, peaceful, graceful, a splash of sunlight falling diagonally across him as he lay on his back, one hand on his stomach, the other behind his head. She smiled and quietly got up, first going to the bathroom and then looking back into the bedroom as she walked past. Checking that he was still asleep, she made her way to the kitchen. Closing the door behind her, Sue started to clear up the debris of the night before, clearing the table and filling the dishwasher. She came out of the kitchen, shutting the door behind her to muffle the noise and looked around the bedroom door again. Mark was still asleep, curled on his side peacefully. Making her way to the living room, she looked around, wandering about she tidied up, picking up Marks t-shirt and putting it on, she continued. Finally satisfied she decided to carry on with her original reason for coming here, decorating. Picking up a paint brush and pot, she started to paint the wall blue, evening out the previous days work. Finishing one alcove, she walked across the room to look at it from a distance. Glancing at the clock, she saw that an hour had passed. The dishwasher should almost be finished, she thought, and picking up the paint once more, she moved to the other alcove, continuing from where Mark had left off the night before. Thanks to his long arms, a large amount had already been done and Sue found that she had finished in half the time. Putting the paint and the brush down, she moved back again and nodded her head, satisfied. Sue put the lid on the paint and left the paintbrushes on the dustsheet next to it. Opening the living room door she went through into the kitchen. As she was emptying the dishwasher a voice rumbled, "Good Morning." She swung around to find Mark standing in all his glory, his dark hair pointing in all directions. Sue smiled "Good Morning bed head," she said. He walked across the kitchen and bent to kiss her, sending shivers through her. "It looks good on you," he said tugging at his t-shirt. "Ummmmmmm yes, sorry, I didn't want to wake you." Sue replied. "Oh, how long have you been awake? You look as though you have been busy." He said and picked some blue paint from her hair. "I think about three hours, but not certain." Sue replied. "Have you had anything to eat yet?" Mark asked. "No not yet, I got caught up in things. Do you want me to cook something?" came the reply. "No, its my turn, you sit down." Mark looked at Sue as he said it and she sat on the seat at the dinner table, yelping as her backside hit the cold chair. "Where did the cushions go?" asked Mark "Oh, I put them back in the living room." She replied. Mark wandered through to the living room and walked to the couch, he picked up two cushions and as he turned around, the alcoves caught his eye. "Suuuuue," he called. Sue put her head around the door, "yes?" she said. "Just how long HAVE you been up?" Mark said. "Oh a few hours." She said grinning. "You have been busy," Mark replied "Got tired of looking at it did you?" "Something like that yes," Sue replied. "Anyway I came over to decorate, so I thought I would do it." Mark laughed, "Well you certainly did that." Sue smiled. "You've got paint in your hair," Mark said and walked over to her. He flicked some stray hair back over her shoulder and picked some paint out of her fringe. "My t-shirt suits you by the way." He slid his arms around her waist, bending forward to kiss her. "Thank you," he whispered before their lips met. Sue sighed as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Mark slipped his hands down her back and grabbed Sues' backside, she squeaked and Mark broke away laughing. "Come on, breakfast, I'm starving." He said. "Ok, but I'll get a shower while you are doing it ok?" said Sue. "Ok," Mark answered and disappeared into the kitchen while Sue went into the bedroom and grabbed her bag. Making her way into the bathroom she found everything she needed and turned the shower on. Making sure she had towels she took off Marks' t-shirt, unclipped her hair and stepped into the shower. When she got out she wrapped herself in a towel and started to get dressed. Red panties, jeans, matching bra. Sue stood and combed her hair. Diving into her bag again she searched around amongst the clutter for her t-shirt, unable to find it anywhere. She swore, remembering where she had last seen it, on her bed, ready to go into her bag. She opened the door and walked straight into Mark who was about to knock and tell her that breakfast was ready. Letting out a yelp she jumped backwards and Mark let out a laugh. "Bloody hell fire!" she said thumping him. Mark feigned pain in the arm where she had made contact with him. Sue giggled. "Have you got a t-shirt I can borrow? I seem to have left mine at home." Mark looked her up and down, "What's it worth?" he said mischievously. Sue crossed her arms and looked up at him. "YOU not getting another thump," and she stuck her tongue out at him. Mark drew himself up to his full height and looked down at her. "Oh is that right?" he said. "I think you had better think very carefully about what you are saying." Sue looked up at Mark, his entire demeanour had changed. The softness in his face had gone, replaced by a hardness and a look that would brook no argument. Sue immediately looked down at her hands. "I'm sorry," she said, "Do you have a t-shirt I can borrow? Please?" she added as a sudden afterthought. Mark nodded. "Yes I have, you may go and get one out of the drawer. Second one down in the middle." Mark watched Sue as she disappeared down the hallway. He smiled to himself, she had reacted well to his change in temperament, his plans for the rest of the day were working out well. Sue appeared in the doorway with one of Marks black t-shirts on. Mark nodded and looked at her. "Good. Now come and get something to eat." Mark stood to the side as Sue walked past, watching her as she went. She walked into the kitchen and made her way to the table, taking a seat. Mark sat opposite her, he had prepared a substantial breakfast with bacon, eggs, toast and orange juice, Sue realised she was famished. She ate well, then watched while Mark did the same, he did not give the impression that he wanted to talk much so Sue stayed quiet. When Mark had finished he stood up and started to clear the table. He looked at Sue. "Get ready to go out, I need to go to station." Sue nodded and stood up. "Oh and don't worry about taking your bag with you, we will be coming back." She acknowledged him and went to put her shoes on, small flat black ones, slipping her bare feet into them comfortably. She looked out of the bedroom window and decided that it was nice enough to go out as she was, it was not that far away. She went back into the kitchen and Mark looked up from the newspaper he was reading. "Good, now stay here, I will be back in a moment." He said as he stood up. Walking out of the door and down the hallway he went into the bedroom, shutting the door behind him. Sue blew out a long breath and sat down at the table, looking at the newspaper. She got something of a thrill from being subservient, but was still unsure as how to react and behave. She sat quietly and waited for Mark to return, not taking any notice of the newspaper, just sitting and waiting. Eventually Mark walked back into the kitchen carrying a sports bag. "Are you ready?" he said. Sue stood up, "Yes I'm ready." she answered. Mark turned around and walked out of the door. Sue followed. They got to station to find it deserted. Looking around, Mark saw that there were no cars in the car park. He walked towards the station doors and took his keys from his pocket, letting them both in. Walking into the office, he looked at the duty rota board. Both crew names had been crossed out. Mark raised and eyebrow but said nothing, he was off duty and not really interested, truth be told. Turning around, he saw that Sue was standing at the office door in silence. "Are you ready?" he said looking directly at her. "Yes." Sue answered nervously. Mark walked past her and down the length of the station. Sue followed him into the bays, he went through the first two and opened the door into the end bay. Sue followed him through and he locked the door behind them. In the bay was an ambulance, liveried, ready to be 'kitted out' for a crew to take charge of. "OK, we are going to kit this vehicle for my next shift in a while. Come with me," he said looking down at Sue. He noticed that she did look nervous but not frightened, and walking to the rear of the vehicle, he opened the doors. The vehicle was completely bare except for the trolley cot stretcher and two attendant seats. All the cupboards were empty and everything was covered in plastic and smelt new. Mark flipped the back step down with practiced ease. "Get in," he commanded. Sue climbed the two steps into the back of the vehicle. She moved down as he climbed in behind her, flipping the back steps up again with his foot, a natural movement born of years of automatically doing it. Shutting the doors, he turned around. Dropping the bag onto the floor he moved to Sue and kissed her roughly, his hands moving to his t-shirt, sliding underneath it and roughly groping both her breasts. He had an idea and broke away from her. "Don't move," he growled, walking to his bag. He reached into the end pocket and took his kit pouch out, removed the scissors and walked back towards her. He looked at Sue and never loosing eye contact, he cut straight up the front of his t-shirt. Sue stood not saying a word, eyes widening as she watched Mark cut his t-shirt off her, hoping that he missed her bra, his practiced hand moved up until she stood, t-shirt hanging, bra on show. He pulled the t-shirt from her and dropped it on the floor. As it dropped, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in towards him, his lips finding hers once more, kissing her deep and hard, her breasts against the roughness of his jacket zip, able to feel it through her bra, pushing into her nipples. Sue put her arms up and around Marks neck tentatively. When Mark did not pull away, she wound her arms even tighter, her fingers in his short hair, her kisses melting into his. Marks hands moved to her bra, unclipping it with ease, he pulled them over the top of her breasts, his fingers moving to her nipples, rolling and pulling them, making Sue moan, starting to tremble as her tense muscles protested, her calves tight as she stood on tiptoe to reach him. He broke the kiss and reached behind his neck to grasp Sues hands. Ducking down underneath them, he held her wrists as he brought her hands over his head. Reaching into his pocket with his spare hand, he withdrew a length of silk rope. Sue breathed in deeply and looked straight ahead. "Wrists together." Mark said, and Sue obediently held out her arms. He took her bra from her shoulders and slid it down her arms and over her hands. Dropping it onto the floor he looped the rope over Sues wrists and bound them together carefully, taking his time, concentrating on his work. He then reached up and slid it over the bar set into the ceiling. Bringing it down, Mark pulled Sue up to her full height and continued to raise her until her toes were only just making contact with the floor. Binding her wrists once more he stood back and surveyed his work. Sue stood, stretched, head up, looking at Mark defiantly, her eyes blazing, boring into his, her mouth ready with a stream of expletives and abuse, feeling humiliated, hanging like a side of beef swinging, whilst he watched, amused. "DON'T." Mark said sharply before Sue could get more than a breath into her. He walked towards her. "Now then, I DO hope you are ready for this because now, you are mine." Sue suddenly looked alarmed and pulled on her restraints, her pride not letting her plead. Mark walked around her and stood behind her, his face close to her ear. "You will do as you are told. It's not a request, its an order and you WILL obey." Sue nodded. "You have a get out clause, a safe word. I have chosen it, would you like to know it?" Sue nodded once more. "I cannot hear you, you will answer when spoken to, is that clear? Now, do you understand me?" Sue took a deep breath, "Yes, yes I understand." She answered defiantly. "I really don't like your tone you know, I think it calls for a reminder of what happens if you continue with it." Mark told her, his hands moved around Sues waist and undid her jeans, sliding them over her hips onto the floor. "Lift your legs," he commanded. Sue lifted them, pulling herself up using the strength of her arms and Mark removed them. She stood, still defiant, self willed in her panties, stretched and on her toes. He was aware of how stunning she was and he felt his cock twitch in response. Putting his fingers in the waistband of her red satin panties he pulled them over her hips, his nails scraping her skin as he did. Her round backside quivered as he felt the anger coursing through her making her whole body tremble, making him more and more aroused. He stood straight and leaned forward once more whispering one single word in her ear. That done, he walked around to the front of her and looked down. "Anything to say? Think carefully." He asked. Sue blazed. "NO, NOTHING," she said, with a little too much emotion in her voice. Mark looked at her and cocked an eyebrow, turning to the bag, he unzipped it and put his hand in. As he withdrew it again, Sues' eyes widened as she saw what he had. With a flick of his wrist he swished the cane, her eyes getting wider as he came towards her, she tried to follow him as he moved behind her, swinging around on her toes. "You stand still." Mark demanded and swung her back around so that she was back the way she had been facing, her back to him. As he did, she heard the swish and felt the sudden sting of contact on her backside. She yelped as she registered it, tears welling in her eyes. "Fuck," she said sharply, Marks' hand swished once again and the cane made contact with the softness of her skin once more. Mark swished the cane once, twice more until finally, Sue had six straight, long, red welts across her backside. He walked around and looked at her, tears ran down her face as he stood, arms crossed, no trace of sympathy, as she looked at him from under her fringe. Anger mixed with fear as she watched surreptitiously, wondering what he would do next. He bent and took one breast into his mouth, biting her nipple. Sues' head went back and she moaned as the thrill of the pain coursed through her, his teeth playing with her, while his tongue flicked, his hands running over the welts on her ass, making her his with a mixture of pleasure and pain. Standing straight once more he looked her in the eyes, a hardness showing as he slid his hand between her thighs and into her lips. Taking them one by one between his fingers, pulling them and pinching, stretching them roughly, while his other hand trailed nails across her skin, across her hips, teasing her backside. Marks' pinches made Sue moan loudly, as she offered her hips towards him. He drew his hand back and slapped her backside with the flat of his hand. Sue yelled, a mixture of pain and a moan escaping her, the sting making her eyes tear, the pleasure of the sudden pain making her cunt wetter. His fingers glided between her lips, sliding over her clit, down into her hole briefly and back up again to her clit, fingers working fast, rubbing hard and deep, making Sue convulse and jerk under his attention. Pulling on her nipples with both his fingers and teeth, he brought her quickly to orgasm. Unable to contain herself Sue shuddered deeply as her orgasm spread from her stomach up to her fingers and down to her toes, her entire body swinging with the force of it, Mark pulling back from her breasts as she came, his fingers working hard and fast, continuing his assault on her clit, never stopping, while she moaned his name repeatedly, opening her thighs as much as her position would allow. Knowing that her orgasm had been so fast, Mark also knew that Sue had a lot to release and he continued to rub her, endlessly, wantonly, needing to hear her cum again, to fulfil his want. He watched her, her head hanging forward, her muscles tense and quivering, eyes shut, nipples hard and her body taught. Every muscle defined as she hung there, standing on her toes, lost in the mixture of pain and ecstasy that was an orgasm, already feeling the next one move in, threatening to overtake her once more. She raised her head and looked at him, "Please, oh fuck, please," she pleaded. Mark looked at her, "You know your options," he said, his hand never stopping, "You want to, you can use it." A spark of defiance lit in Sues' eyes and she surrendered herself to his hands, letting wave after wave overtake her, unable to breathe as the convulsions ran through her, her mouth open in a noiseless scream. The vehicle shook with the force of her orgasm and Mark stood with his legs braced against the roll of the suspension. As her orgasm waned she hung limply, panting as her legs buckled under her. Mark slid his fingers out of her cunt and moved them back up her body to her face, running them over her lips, her tongue winding around his finger, sucking it into her mouth, greedily tasting her own juices, sucking deeply as Mark swapped his fingers over, watching them disappear into her mouth, feeling his cock twitch as he watched her, knowing he had to replace his fingers and soon. He reached up and untied her wrists, They dropped down to her sides and she flexed them to get the blood circulating once more. "Hold your wrists out again." Mark commanded. Sue held out her wrists in front of her and Mark rebound them leaving a gap between her hands. Holding the rope, he looped it behind her and pushed her into the attendants seat. She sat down with a thud and shivered as her bare backside hit the cold leather of the seat. Mark looped the rope over the rear of the chair, pulling her arms backwards and forcing her shoulders forward so that she leant towards him. Mark stood back and surveyed her, still not satisfied. Reaching into his bag he withdrew two lengths of wide scarlet ribbon, something that had been left over from a previous escapade. Normally he would have disposed of something so trite, but they held some appeal for him so he had kept them. Now he stood looking at Sue, he knew why. Bending down he lifted her legs and sat down on the trolley, her feet on his knees, watching quietly as Mark bound her ankles in scarlet ribbon. Satisfied, he put her feet back down on the floor and then proceeded to do the same with her knees. Finally he stood back, satisfied. In a moment of pride he removed his mobile phone from his pocket and took a photograph of her, knees and ankles bound but otherwise naked, shoulders forward, arms back, head down, her hair curtaining across her face. She sat helpless, unable to move and Mark felt his cock stir in response to his thoughts of the sight he was looking at. She looked erotic, sensual and vulnerable all at the same time and he sighed deeply with pleasure. Unable to resist any longer, he undid his jeans and removed his fast hardening shaft, watching her as it suddenly sprung to life in his hand, twitching, almost seeking its prey. He took one step forward and stood directly in front of her. Best of Enemies Ch. 04 "Look at me." He rumbled, neither a demand nor a request. Sue raised her head and kept it straight as she first looked at his cock and then raising her eyes only, looked straight at him. He moved forward and placed the head of his cock against her lips. Sue made no move to take him, although her eyes were filled with lust and greed. "Suck it." This time it was a demand. Sue looked at him and allowed him to push himself between her lips. Her tongue slowly licked the tip of his head making it twitch once more and Mark leaned forward, pushing into Sues mouth, her lips opening wider to accommodate his girth. He looked down and watched his cock disappearing into her rosebud lips, her dark hair falling forward. He continued to watch as his cock slid in and out of her, suddenly overwhelmed with the urge to facefuck her hard and fast. Resisting the urge, he once again took her picture. Pleased that the photograph showed her bindings well, he slid his phone back into his pocket. Winding the fingers of one hand into her hair, he guided her further onto his cock, knowing that she could accommodate him, he pushed further into her. Sue struggled for breath, taken by surprise by him pushing deep. Pumping his hips slightly he fucked her throat, tears springing to her eyes as her face started to redden, Mark pulling back as fast as he had thrust forward. Sue gasped for breath as the saliva fell from her lips and his cock, she coughed and looked up at him. He raised an eyebrow in question and Sue shook her head, taking a deep breath just as Mark thrust his cock back into her, pushing as deeply as he could, stroking into her, she took him deeply, tears running down her face as he wantonly used her. He was very tempted to shoot his load down her throat but he did not want to cum yet, he was not ready to give her it. He pulled away from her, taking his phone from his pocket and taking yet another photograph of her, tears down her face, red eyes, looking dishevelled. Sue looked up with a small touch of defiance in her eyes. Mark took his shirt off and dropped it onto the floor. Removing his shoes he allowed his jeans to drop and stepping out of them, Sue watched, breathless. Fuck he looks good, she thought, her cunt getting wet once more. Looking him up and down, his tanned torso covered in straight dark hair, genitals likewise, long defined legs, muscular thighs and calves. Looking slowly back up his body, she took in the flat stomach, the long arms and the widening chest and shoulders that left his waist smaller than them, his long neck and face, covered in stubble, those earth shudderingly kissable lips and the smouldering dark eyes. Mark bent and kissed her hard, his hands moving to her breasts, pinching her already sore nipples. Sue moaned out loud, unable to move away from him, her eyes shutting. He abruptly slapped her breasts, she screamed and tried desperately to move, trying to manoeuvre her shoulders enough to move back and out of his way. Fresh tears fell down her face, the pain was like nothing she had ever felt before, but she knew if she used the safe word then it was over and she would never discover how far he would go or what her limits were either. Mark delivered four hard slaps to each breast, each slap bringing fresh tears, screams and moans, leaving Sue sobbing. Mark towered over her, her skin reddening, a sudden urge to take both of them to their absolute limits, to break her, washed over him. She looked so vulnerable that he wanted, needed to take advantage of it. Standing, panting, his legs taught, he shook, trying desperately to overcome the need within him. Sue looked up, tears still running down her face, silently, as she watched him, her blue eyes wide, as she caught the wild look in his eyes, suddenly feeling very frightened. She sat quietly and watched him, wary of every move he was about to make, her safe word ready on her lips, still not sure that he would take notice if she did use it, the look on his face was a battle, lust and control warring as he stood, eyes shut, fists clenched at his sides, breathing deeply as he fought to calm down and regain control. A number of minutes passed, minutes that lasted a lifetime to Sue before he opened his eyes again with a deep sigh and looked straight at her. There was still lust in his eyes but the wildness was gone, replaced with a need and a look of wanting. His eyes taking her in, calculating. He quickly made his move, stepping over to her, leaning over, his fully hard cock twitching as it touched her soft, warm, skin. Reaching behind her, he unlooped the rope and Sue squirmed as she moved to allow Mark to manoeuvre. Unhooked, he swung her side on and untied the rope from her wrists. She moaned as she brought her shoulders forward, rolling them to ease the muscles. Mark quickly looped each end of the rope and threw it over his shoulder. Bending, he hooked his arms under her knees and arms and picked her up, physically lifting her with ease, he turned around and sat her in the middle of the trolley. He looped his arm around her knees and pulled her down until he was satisfied with her position. "Lie down." He said, his voice rasping slightly as he spoke. As Sue lay down he stood at the side of her, leaning over, his cock brushing her lips. Automatically she opened her mouth and slid him into her mouth once more. He slid in using short strokes, his cock hardening to fullness again. Pulling out of her mouth, it glistened with her saliva, he reached over and looped the rope over the attendants seat above her head and pulling her bound legs back and over her head, he put her feet in the loops, exposing her ass and cunt to him. His cock twitched as he looked at her, standing at the end of the trolley he thought that something was not quite right, something was missing. Looking at his work critically he realised that Sues' arms were free. Leaning over the end of the cot, he took her hands one by one and strapped them to the side bars. The smell of her sex reached him, making his cock stand proud. He moved his face until it was directly in line with her round ass, her cunt glistening with juices. His tongue snaked out and licked her lips broadly, gathering in the surface juices before he started his assault on her with his tongue. Sue moaned as he licked her, tongue never entering her, simply cleaning her up. Satisfied with his work, he pulled back. Sue lay waiting, her whole body screaming for his tongue once more. She let out a sudden yelp as his hand made contact with her ass again cris-crossing the welts he had already left, Sue realised that as she relaxed into it, she enjoyed it more, the exquisite pain/pleasure barrier breached, as she moaned each time Marks' hand made contact. He suddenly changed direction and landed a stinging blow to her cunt lips. Sue grunted, a deep body shaking noise as the pain registered, deep, intense pleasure as she felt her cunt renew its wetness once more. Mark slapped her again, relishing Sues' moans, enjoying what he was exposing her to, introducing her to, watching her enjoy. His hands roamed over her exposed ass, cunt and thighs, leaving red handprints, raised and angry wherever he went. Finally satisfied with his work, he bent once more and licked her from her small puckered anus to the tip of her mound. She moaned and squirmed under his tongues caresses, his tongue toying with her, dipping in and out of her, skirting around her clit, never touching it but always getting so close. Finally unable to contain himself any longer, Mark took her clit into his mouth, sucking on it, flicking it with his tongue, tip to tip. Sue suddenly convulsed as he flicked it hard, her arms pulling against the restraints, her bound legs pulling on the rope as her body twisted and contorted as far as her bindings would allow. He took his mouth from her clit and slid it down to her tight anus. Circling it with the tip of his tongue before plunging it into the tight hole, feeling it relax as he did, he continued to tongue fuck her ass as he brought two fingers up and slid them deep inside her, his thumb finding her clit once more. Sue moaned under Marks' care, her nipples were so erect they were, like much of her now, painful. The sensation was blissful. Lost in herself, she let him continue to fill her holes with his fingers and tongue as she gave herself over to him, his tongue deep in her ass was driving her crazy and she lifted it towards him, driving herself onto it, his fingers deep in her cunt, pumping her. Her moans becoming more urgent as the seconds and minutes passed. Mark wanted to bring her to the point that he knew she could not come back from, her ass and cunt red from the use it had already had. Feeling her tighten around him he slowed but did not stop, he moved so that his long legs straddled the trolley as he got into position in front of her. Withdrawing his fingers he slapped her cunt again, catching her clit with the top of one finger, eliciting a deep moan. "Oh dear Christ, fuck, oh fuck," Sue panted, feeling her orgasm approach, holding it back as long as she could, Mark slapped her one last time and then lining himself up perfectly, he quickly entered her small, tight cunt. As he slid into her she came, tightening around his cock, milking him, forcing him to concentrate on not cumming, not filling her just yet. Sues' hips tried in futile desperation to move under him, but he had pinned her down. As her orgasm passed, Mark started to move his hips into her, hearing her wetness as his pelvis smacked against her, his balls slapped against her ass as he stroked into her, taking his time, having pulled himself back, he could afford some satisfaction of time. Sue continued to moan as he stroked and he moved one hand to rub on her clit gently. She quivered and sighed as his fingers made contact, not sure if she wanted any more physical attention, her body betrayed her as it reacted to his fingers pressing firmly as he rubbed on her clit, until each small circular motion matched his strokes into her. As he stroked hard and fast he felt Sue tighten up around him one last time, an orgasm washed over her, small but determined to be felt, she milked his swollen cock with the muscles of her cunt. Unable to contain himself any longer, he shuddered as he filled her in long hard spurts, his tight swollen balls aching with each fresh load into her until he was finally spent, panting, sweating, both trembling with need fulfilled. Mark pulled out of Sue gently and sat on the trolley, his flaccid cock resting on her lips. Reaching up, he gently undid Sues bindings, scarlet ribbon cascading down her legs to land in a puddle over both of them.. He undid her wrist straps and finally loosened her bound ankles. Sue brought her legs down with a small moan and Mark held them as she did. He gently rubbed, helping the circulation to return to her limbs while she lay and rubbed her wrists. She looked down her body at him and smiled. "Are you ok?" he asked. "Yeah, I'm fine," she replied gently, "absolutely fine." and she sighed as he first kissed and then massaged her ankles one by one. As he finished she lightly wrapped her legs either side of his hips. He looked into her big blue eyes and held out a hand. Sue took it and pulled herself up. He put his arms around her and gathered her into him. She wound her legs around his hips as he kissed her. As he wrapped his fingers in her hair once again, Sues'' last thought was how wonderful his lips felt, she could happily stay here and have his kisses forever. They kissed and held for what, to Sue, would never be long enough, Marks fingers never still across her back and shoulders, in her hair, down her spine, tracing circles and whorls everywhere they went. Mark held her, breathed her in, smelt her sex, her skin, the heat from her hair, intermingled with his own smells, the mustiness of the sweat on their bodies as it dried in the afterglow of passion and need. He had put Sue through a lot today, now he simply held her, gave her the reassurance of a lover and she sat and soaked it in like a sponge, curling into him, her arms in front of her, her head on his chest, breathing deeply, an occasional ragged sigh leaving her. Eventually sated, she pulled back and looked at him. Unable to resist, she kissed him again and let out a long moan. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, Mmmmm..." she moaned and pulled away reluctantly. "I suppose we should sort this vehicle out." She said almost regretfully. "Yep I suppose we should." Mark answered. Sue unwrapped herself from Marks' arms and he kissed her briefly before she got up and got dressed. Finally she stood in front of him semi clothed and held out her arms, shrugging. "OK, what am I going to do now? You CUT my clothes off me!" she said with a sideways smile. Mark grinned "Well technically, I cut MY clothes off you." He leaned over to the bag and pulled out a t-shirt. "I had a feeling I might do something like that," he said swinging the t-shirt from one finger. Sue grabbed it with a laugh and put it on, "Thank you." She sat cross legged on the trolley and watched Mark get dressed, her chin in one hand as she leant on it, taking him in all over again, each time she had watched him had been like the first, leaving her breathless, her head full of dirty thoughts about what she would like to see them both do. She grinned at him as she realised he was watching her at her thoughts. "Penny for them?" he said. Sue shook her head. "Oh no, they are WAY more expensive than that." She replied as she stood up. Mark kissed her briefly but thoroughly. "Come on then, lets get this vehicle done." He took her hand and opened the back of the vehicle. Stepping down, he unhooked a clipboard from the wall. "Right, lets see if we can get this done in under 2 hours." Sue looked at him, "2 HOURS!!!" she said incredulously. "If we are lucky," Mark replied. "Come on, lets get on." He turned on his heel, unlocked the door and walked out of the bay towards the laundry room. 2 hours later they had almost finished, they were both hot, sweaty and dishevelled but the vehicle was almost finished, just a few other things to gather up. Sue sat down on the back step with a thud as Mark walked past her. "Last few things," Mark said "Then we can go home." Sue smiled, "All I want is a shower and a cuppa." She said. "Well its your turn to cook," Mark said "Unless of course you need to go home?" he looked at her, one eyebrow raised in question. Sue looked momentarily confused, then looked at Mark. "Well?" he said "Are you staying?" "Erm, if you are sure," Sue answered. "If I wasn't, I wouldn't have said. Now, are you cooking?" He laughed. "Yes, yes I would love to," Sue said, "What have we got in?" She suddenly stopped, realising that she had included herself in the conversation and that Mark had told her they were going home. She looked at him and wondered if he had noticed, she rather suspected he would have. He gave no indication though as he answered her. Mark put the last few things away and jumped down from the back of the vehicle, bringing his bag with him. Holding his hand out he pulled Sue to her feet and shut the back of the vehicle, locking it behind him. He led her through the station and back to the office where he hung the vehicle keys back on the board. Locking the office door behind them, they left the station and walked into the sunshine. Holding out his hand again he looked at Sue as she took it. "Enjoy yourself today?" he asked. "Oh you bet your sweet bippy I did." She replied smiling. Mark threw back his head back and roared with laughter, hand in hand they walked off into the summer sunshine, his laughter heard all the way down the street.