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that she had almost immediately become wet. Jack turned her on to her back and knelt beside her, taking his erect penis out of his black silk pajamas. It was enormous, much bigger than Jeff’s, with a swollen purplish head and a hole that gaped at her like a landed trout.
    He took his penis in his hand and massaged it against her nipples, around and around, until they stiffened. Then he guided it into her armpits, and around her shoulders and her neck. Teasingly, he ran it across her lips, so quickly that she hardly had time to lick it. But then he lifted himself up higher, so that he was straddling her. He opened her mouth with both thumbs and forced his penis down her throat, so that she couldn’t help gagging.
    â€œHow do you like that?” he said, looking down at her triumphantly. “Now you can tell Jeff that you almost choked on Jack Amberson’s dick.”
    For some reason, his roughness excited her even more. When he tried to take his penis out of her mouth, she took hold of it and pushed it even further down her throat, even though it was so huge and hard that it almost suffocated her. When he tried to take it out, she sank her teeth into it, until he yelped in pain.
    He grew even more aroused. He knelt over her face and rammed himself into her mouth, again and again. She took hold of his black silk pajamas and tore them open, tore them down to the knees. Then she gave his penis one last ferocious suck and started to bite and suck at his balls, almost as if she were determined to wrench them off. She bit his thighs and clawed with her fingernails at the cheeks of his ass, until they bled. Then she thrust two sharp index fingers into his anus.
    â€œGoddamnit!” he shouted, and so she pushed her fingers in even harder.
    He swore at her. He called her everything that he could think of. Cunt, whore, bitch. They were both out of control. He was enraged because no woman had ever dared to suck him and scratch him like that. She was frustrated and furious and drunk. Not only that, she was actually in bed with Jack Amberson the movie star but she wanted to show him that she was only there because she wanted to be, and not because he had decided he had to have her.
    He forced her on to her back, spread her legs, and thrust himself intoher. She kept on struggling and kicking and scratching, but although he was short he was very fit and very strong. He rammed into her again and again, cursing her with every stroke. She panted with excitement. She had never known a cock so big. She thought that she had never met a man she despised so much. She gripped his hair and pulled it so hard that some of it came out by the roots.
    It was then that he lost his temper completely. But when Jack was really angry, he didn’t shout and he never swore. His eyes unfocused and a terrible calm came over him.
    He drew himself out of her and climbed off the bed, his penis still erect. He walked across to the mirror over the dressing-table and spent over a minute examining his scalp, patting it to make sure that he could cover up the bald patch that she had given him. Even then she didn’t fully understand what she had done. She didn’t realize that he was a star. The physical pain of having his hair torn out was nothing. What he cared about was his looks.
    She lay back watching him. Slowly she drew the sheet up over herself. She could sense his fury and it began to frighten her.
    â€œSo that’s what you like?” he asked her. His voice sounded like fingernails scratching a brick. “You like living on the edge.”
    â€œI’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
    â€œOh, you didn’t hurt me. Nobody can hurt Jack Amberson, sweetheart. He just likes to know what game he’s playing.”
    He walked over to the closet and opened it up. Inside were rows and rows of coats, Armani and Versace and Commes des Garcons, all arranged according to shade. But Jack pulled out a drawer below