42 42. An Eventful Night with Ms. Hayek. R-18

Disclaimer: The story that I have written here takes on the names of real people, but this story is based in an alternate earth with some changes in its timeline.

This story does not intend to represent the celebrities/real people or make any commentary on them whatsoever. This story is entirely fictional, and it should be viewed entirely as such.

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Recap of the previous chapter -

We see a POV of the different people in Eidolon, starting from Janet escorting the tour group out of the premises and thinking about Mark's song and how it can be used to boost Eidolon's popularity. We then see Sofia, who is on an interstate bus heading back to Miami to get her siblings and stuff.

Evelyn is shown out shopping with our Mexican bombshell Salma Hayek, they get a Brazilian wax, and they're shopping for Salma's dress for the evening. Wendell and Kevin are also shown auditioning the one and only Jennifer Connelly for the role of Meg.

We then see Sarah waiting outside Mark's office for a meeting, Nina is already inside where Mark's talks to her about her goals and his policy of no discrimination. He gives her the job of showing Sarah the ropes of becoming a producer. He then calls in Sarah and introduces the two.

When the two leave, Sarah invites Nina to the screening of Mark's Q&A with his fans. She agrees, and they meet up with the group to watch it. Many other employees of Eidolon also show up to see if Mark lives up to the hype. They're later blown away by his musical performance.

At last, we see Mark bathed and dressed in his best, waiting for the arrival of Ms. Hayek for hopefully an eventful night.

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~ Salma Hayek's POV ~

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Date: 2nd May, 1990.

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Location: at the Eidolon HQ.

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Time: 06:48 pm.

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This was it, she was going to do it again. She was going to sleep with a man, to boost her career. Even after doing this once before, she hadn't really gotten used to the feeling of trading favors in the Hollywood industry, the deed still left a bad taste in her mouth.

Thankfully, this time it would be someone more her age and considerably more handsome. At least she could pretend that she was dating him or something. Her dress was picked out by Eva, the boss of her new agent.

Her first meeting with the woman had gone swimmingly, with Eva liking her talent and skills. She even complimented her street smarts and advised her to be careful with whom she traded favors with because not everyone is honorable enough to keep their word.

After hearing something's about Mark from Eva, she could already paint a picture of the guy in her head, no matter how biased. It told her how she would have to act like to earn his favor, she had been told to act gentle, submissive and honest.

Eva had strictly told her to never try lying to Mark as he can easily catch on to it, and he absolutely hates when people lie to him. She could respect honesty in a man, so she would stick with the advice.

She was waiting outside Mark's office now, dressed in a little blue dress that fit her curvy body like a second skin. It had two noodle straps for support and deep cleavage. The back was cut very deep back.

The dress stropped just at her upper thighs, and her long, bare legs were a sight to behold. With the deep back and front, it was easy to see that there was no bra. She had also decided to skip on wearing panties for her special evening. She had worn black floral patterned lace hand sleeves and simple golden earrings.

This was her at her best, now all she had to do was woo Mark, get the role and then catapult her career to greater heights with his help. She felt a little bad about doing this, but she had already steeled herself.

"You can go in now," said his secretary from the small cubicle outside his office. She was even more beautiful than herself, it just helped drive the fact that a pretty face and hot body were very easy to find in Hollywood.

It's why she needed this edge, to ensure her smooth sailing in the industry. These were the thoughts ringing inside her head as she pushed the door and entered his office. Mark wasn't wearing a mask, while his face wasn't devilishly handsome, his eyes just drew you in. It was a color different from his public appearance.

He gestured to take a seat, "what would you like, Ms. Hayek tea? Coffee? Or maybe a drink?" he asked politely as he stood up to get one himself.

"Please call me Salma, sir, also do you have tequila? I think I might need the liquid courage in me." she muttered the last sentence over her breath, not wanting Mark to hear it.

"Here, Salma, your drink," Mark said, handing her a half filled shot glass with tequila with a lemon wedge on the rim. As she sucked on the lemon, she found it had been salted as well. 'Hmm, he was thoughtful.' and then gulped down her shot of liquid courage.

Her body warmed up slightly and she felt better. She looked at Mark, as he sipped his drink, it looked like whiskey maybe, she thought.

"You don't really need to do anything you're uncomfortable with, ya'know." Mark said as he put the drink down.

"What?! What do you mean?" She asked, startled by his statement.

He told her again, gently, as if to reassure her that she wasn't a fly trapped in a spider's nest."I won't force or ask you to do anything that's going to make you uncomfortable."

"So Salma, tell me why did you want to become an actress? Tell what is it that your heart truly desires?" He asked her at the end, trying to change the topic.

She didn't know if it was the drink or was it just his charming personality, but she didn't feel like holding back to give a "polite" answer.

"It has always been my dream after watching actresses on TV and cinema halls. I wanted that for myself, that power, that fame, the money one can earn is definitely a motivating factor as well."

"Well, those are all the right reasons to be in the business. So what are you expecting out of tonight, salma, be honest with me, please?" Mark asked her gently with a reassuring smile, like she could tell him anything.

"I ho…" she began speaking but faltered, remembering Eva's advice, she tried again. "I hope to get on your good side, so I can be 100 percent sure I land the role and also be close enough that you have my back."

"What makes you think having me having your back will do you any good? Just like you, I have also just started my journey in Hollywood." Mark asked her in return, wanting to know the reason for her confidence in him.

"Well, a friend of mine hooked up with an Universal employee recently, and he was bragging about you." Salma replied carefully, trying to not give away too many details, as she didn't want her friend to get in any trouble.

"About me? What was he bragging about?" Mark asked, genuinely surprised.

Salma replied with a smile, happy to provide Mark with the information. "Well, he told her that he absolutely hated his snobbish boss and how because of trying to bully you, his boss was demoted by the new president of Universal."

"You are very smart, you know exactly how to make use of the rivalry between big studios to pave a way for yourself. You could definitely help me out in a pinch." she ended her answer and smiled.

"I guess with the incident at Universal, now all studios in Hollywood know bout me." Mark spoke with an exasperated look on his face.

"Now Salma, you already got the role for Marta Cabrera, the final auditions are just a formality. You don't need to sleep with me for it, you earned it because you performed exceptionally well." Mark explained the reason for choosing her for the role.

"The look of innocence and vulnerability that should be on Marta's face comes so naturally to you, the audience is gonna love that, trust me. You genuinely look like a nice person." Mark said, explaining what gave her the edge.

'Why did he tell me this?' She thought to herself.

"Why did he tell me this? Was that what you're thinking?" he said, mirroring her thoughts.

Salma looked a bit spooked as he said the same exact thing she thought of. He said that he didn't read her mind but rather her face. She had a very expressive face and while it is a gift for an actor. It projected her thoughts and emotions on her face for anyone to see and pick up.

"I was upfront with you about this Salma, because I thought that lying to you, hiding things from you, to coerce into sleeping with me would be counterproductive. It would not only cause you to resent me, but also sour our personal and professional relationship."

"I want to sleep with you because you are beautiful, I want you to want to sleep with me for the benefits that I can provide you with. You asked for my backing, and you will have that, but I got more to offer, to sweeten the deal." Mark said with a devilish grin, already knowing in his heart that there was no way she would refuse his offer.

Mark started explaining the benefits of the deal. "First of all, you would be free to visit me whenever you want or call me to ask for my advice on certain matters like selecting a role or script or even an investment decision."

"Secondly, I am creative at heart so writing a character with your ethnic background is easy for me, one that would fit your temperament and yet challenge your acting skills. So tell me Salma is that enough?" Mark asked her with a roguish grin, already knowing that he had won.

She found his confidence very sexy, but him telling her that she had won the role, based solely on her acting skills, really made her day.

She felt so elated at the news that she could kiss him now, and she did, she got up from her seat and went around his desk closing the distance and straddling his lap.

His arms wrapped around her lower waist to support her as she rested herself on his body. He felt so strong, so masculine, he smelt amazing. He stared into her eyes for a moment, as if looking for her hesitation or permission.

She dove right and kissed his upper lip, it was a chaste kiss at first, but it got a whole lot more passionate as their tongues got involved. It was passionate and hot, she found Mark to be a good kisser.

She wrapped her arms around his neck as his hands went lower, grabbing her ass. He started squeezing it and jiggling it. The heat was getting to her, she unconsciously started riding his lap. He tightened his hold on her ass and stopped her movement.

She didn't have any panties on and her cunt was already wet riding on his shaft. It was still confined in his pants, yet she felt it harden and come alive. It was huge and left her with a sense of anticipation for what was to come next.

She stopped kissing him and came up for air, they both panted as they tried to catch their breath. He asked her with a hopeful look on his face, "are you sure you want to do this?"

She didn't answer, just nodded and went for another kiss. How they ended up in bed, she had no clue. She had completely lost herself in the heat of the moment, the way Mark hungered for her did boost her self-esteem.

They started undressing each other while they traded kisses. Mark complimented her choice of dress, that the blue really looked gorgeous on her. But it looked even better taking it off of her, she was a little self-conscious about her body.

As she didn't have a model's size zero figure, but it seemed Mark liked his girls to have some curves on them. She was amazed by how good Mark looked naked, his muscles just rippled with strength as he lifted her one arm and turned her around.

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They were kissing very passionately and very rough. Mark couldn't contain himself anymore, he let his fingers trail down Salma's skin, trying to be as gentle as he could.

But his lust for her made him wild, and he couldn't stop himself from gripping her waist, pressing her to his body until there was no space left between them. For a second, Mark got worried if he had been too rough with her.

But Salma let out the sweetest sound ever. She enjoyed this a lot more than just some romantic, slow kisses, and Mark couldn't say he was surprised.

Since the moment he first saw her, in his office, he knew a fire was running through her blood. Her ebony Locks looked wild and unrestrained. Yet to his shock, she wanted him to be the dominant one, and he loved that want.

"You taste so sweet and wonderful." Mark mumbled against her lips.

"And you taste like fruity and whiskey." Salma smirked against his lips as she chuckled. Fuck, her sounds were like an addiction to him, he couldn't get enough of them.

"Oh, you think you're funny." Mark chuckled as he grabbed her hair from behind, only to yank her backwards to expose her neck for him.

"No, hilarious." Salma gasped as she felt a pair of lips on her fully exposed neck, Mark was leaving a trail of wet kisses on her neck, then he moved to her ear, where he gently a bit on her earlobe.

Fuck, this was getting too hot for her, she thought as she realized that she's already soaked wet between her legs.

"Maybe I should punish you." Mark whispered into her ear, then moved again to her neck, leaving love bites on it. She closed her eyes as she let herself enjoy the feeling of being treated this way.

No man had ever made feel like this, well maybe she had never been with a real man before, only selfish boys who didn't know how to pleasure their woman, but Mark clearly did and "ahhn", she moaned, how amazingly he did it.

It left her wondering where he learned all that, as he was only 20, but it felt like he had decades of experience. She snapped all thoughts of that, as she didn't want to ruin the moment before it even started.

Then she answered his question. "Maybe you should." Salma had no idea what she dragged herself into, but she could not wait any longer, she needed to feel him, feel him inside of her.

"You asked for it." Mark said as he stopped giving her neck attention. Before she could even realize what was happening, she was thrown on Mark's shoulder as her ass was hanging in the air.

Then Mark spanked her ass rough and hard, left red prints of his palm. "What are you doing?" She asked, uncomfortable as her head was upside down, feeling all the blood rushing down to her brain.

"Your punishment awaits, my love." Mark smirked as he slowly started to walk towards the bathroom, effortlessly carrying her on his shoulder.

'What have I gotten myself into?' she thought as they made it into the bathroom, Maybe she could still change his mind.

"Wait! I didn't literally mean you should punish me!" She exclaimed as Mark walked, still holding her on his shoulder, into the shower.

"I am sorry, my cariño, but there's no going back!" Mark could not go back, it was hard for him to maintain his lust and not fuck her on the bed inside the bedroom, but he knew that this would be messy, so the shower was his best way.

"Don't I get to have a say in this?!" Salma asked, but as she realized she didn't want him to stop, she wanted him to have his way with her.

"Not really, no." Mark would always give a choice, but this was a foreplay between them, one where he was the dominant, and she was his submissive.

And she wanted this just as much he wanted this too, he could see and feel that on her body. A quick glance at her character panel showed the same.

Mark gently peeled off the only article of clothing that still remained on her body, her pasties, and told her that he would buy her a Victoria's demi cup bra later. He backed away a little to admire the beauty of Salma's naked body.

He had the most beautiful sight in front of him, she saw how his eyes lit up with joy like a kid who got their Christmas presents early, and she loved every second of it.

She knew he was amazed by her body and she couldn't be happier. Mark was enjoying the view of all of her curves and her breasts, he adored every single spot on her delicate body.

Still in his boxers with his cock was rock hard and aching. He reached out and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer to him, kissing her soft lips. The passion was rising inside both of them, they were craving each other so much.

Then she reached for his boxers, pulling them down and throwing them against the wall with her previous discarded pasties, and nothing could prepare for what she was about to see.

It'd be a lie for Salma to say to herself that he wasn't even that big. He was long and thick to say the least, and she wasn't sure that she would be able to take him inside her as she was tight and hadn't had sex in a long time.

Just by looking at it, she could say that he was very hard, and she just couldn't look away, especially seeing the pre-cum glistening on the head of his huge cock.

Mark had finally turned for the water, and they both were getting wet, especially her though, but not because of the water, but because of how turned on, she was just by the sight of him.

Mark reached out to her perfect teardrop shaped breasts and started to give them his undivided attention. He started rubbing them lightly at first, which caused her to arch her head back while Mark tweaked her already erected nipples.

The groan she made from that sensation almost made him lose himself completely and if he wasn't hard enough before, now he was ready to explode. He needed to taste her immediately, Mark pulled her tits closer and took one of the nipples in his mouth.

She was in trance from the feeling of Mark's tongue on her hard nipple, and she needed more of it. Her hands were shaking as she placed them on his head, pulling him even closer and arching her back to give him better access.

She ran her fingers through his hair, urging him to kiss her breasts more. Then he started sucking and biting her nipple harder before he traced his lips across her chest only to move to her another nipple. She moaned loudly at the amazing sensation she felt as he dominated her body.

She tried to turn around with her hand moving to touch Mark's bare chest, but he roughly grabbed both of her arms and turned her around, now facing him. He pressed her back against the shower stall, and it had grown warm with the heat from the shower.

Her aching hard nipples and big soft tits were pressed against his chest, making her moan at the contact. Mark roughly placed his hands around her thick hips, giving it a little squeeze.

Salma watched Mark as he slowly moved his hands from her hips to her ass, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. "God, you're so beautiful, Salma, your body... it's all mine, mine to have, and mine to pleasure." Mark said as he placed a couple kisses on her shoulders, giving her almost a jump at the contact with his mouth on her shoulders, he had finally found her weak spot.

"Are you ready to accept my love?" – "Estás listo para aceptar mi amor?" Mark said in fluent Spanish, taking her by surprise with how he spoke and how much of his passion and intensity she felt from it.

She really couldn't take it anymore, she wanted it badly. He could feel it as she voiced her need, "Mark, por favor, llévame, necesito correrme, me has molestado durante demasiado tempo". – "Mark, please take me, I need to cum, you have teased me for far too long."

Mark chuckled at hearing her complaint and said, "well, I hope you're ready for this, mi amor," placing the head of his cock against her wet, soaking, silky entrance.

Salma groaned annoyingly, and before she could complain, Mark slammed his cock into her, making her moan out loud. He felt her body tensing and even though she didn't say a word, he decided to stop for a second to let her get used to the feeling of having him inside of her.

He was perfectly aware of his size, and now that he was inside her, he could finally feel how tight she was. So tight and perfect, clamping around his dick. Mark slowly pulled out of her, only to slam it harder than before inside her again, making her whole body tremble even more than before.

"Oh, I'm going to fuck you so hard and senseless, you won't be able to walk in the morning. No, the whole week!" Mark said breathless as he pounded and pounded hard into her, making her moan louder and louder as she didn't care if anyone heard her.

She wanted him, all of him. This wasn't just about the deal anymore, it had stopped being just about that, the moment he brought to the bedroom and had his way with her. She could feel a connection, as they're becoming one, this surging passion, this love, this overwhelming need to surrender herself to his whim.

She loved how he didn't stop or tire, he only started to pound faster, caressing her body into his arms. Hugging her, kissing her, fucking her, pleasuring her. She wanted to pleasure him as well, but for now, all she wanted was for him to have his way with her.

She felt like screaming from the pleasure, he was giving her, every move, and every stroke. He was going back and forth, pounding harder and faster inside of her. His strong muscular hands that were gripping her forcefully by her ass now moved towards her neck, then her breasts.

He grabbed her hard nipple and squeezed it hard, while still banging inside her. She couldn't stop, she didn't want him to stop.

She heard him groan, crying out, pleading for her body. Furthermore, she felt herself getting numbed and her muscles tightening.

He was too manly, too sexy and too erotic. He smiled, he moaned. She moaned, then he squeezed her ass harder, bouncing her on his cock like she weighed nothing.

Then he moaned and fucked her faster. "You're so fucking tight, baby; you're making me go crazy. I could fuck you all night, literally all night." Mark whispered against her neck, making her shiver.

Salma was moaning and was ready to come. He was reaching climax as well; she could feel it. His cock was throbbing harder inside her, hard as a rock. She tightened her legs even more and clenched around him.

He moaned, and his body shivered, he was coming and so was she. He then let out this hot and deep groan that sounded like a scream. She could feel her body going numb at his last strokes, and she almost fainted in his arms from the intensity of the moment.

Removing his cock from her body, she slowly fell down in his arms from exhaustion, he then carried her to the warm jacuzzi and stepped in while carrying her like a princess.

He laid down as she rested atop of his body and brought his lips closer to her ear and said, "Don't think this is over, it's far from over. You better be ready for round two. Now that I finally have had you, I might as well ruin you tonight."

'Oh god,' she should have never provoked him, she thought.

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{Author's Note: So this was an experiment in writing a more detailed R-18 chapter. I think i took a little longer to get into the part where they finally do the deed but I wanted to convey the heated passion they were feeling for each other properly. It it a bit rough around the edges but i think it was pretty okay.

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