#LoveScenes (R18 Jamie Dornan & Dakota Johnson fanfic Discontinued)

CHAPTER TWENTY TWO: EARNEDit (POWERplay)

A/N Thanks to fans of '# LoveScenes' that tweeted for this incomplete update to be posted. Will keep working on it so it is better should you re-read it. Enjoy this super hot chapter!

Being next to Jamie gave Dakota a heightened sense of awareness. There was danger lurking just beneath the surface yet it was exhilarating being in his presence. "Is that what I'll be from now on, your whore of pleasure," Dakota spoke cautiously careful to avoid giving Jamie reason to discipline her.

As a friend, Jamie had a great sense of humour, forgiving any transgression without a second thought. As a lover, he needed to control Dakota as much as she needed to give up control. When he disciplined her for disobeying his instruction, there was no anger or hangover of bad feelings afterwards. The compulsive cocktail of thrills, danger and pleasure made Dakota want Jamie more. Dakota run towards things that frightened her most. She was unfazed by controversy. She wanted to be involved in projects that gave people insight into aspects of life that went unsaid. Being seen nude as Anastasia Steele, was what was required to tell the dark fairy tale romance with the titular character, Christian Grey. When the beautiful A' list actresses snubbed the role, Dakota did the opposite. Jamie was in many ways a kindred spirit in this regard.

When she was immersed in a hectic work schedule but particularly when Jamie was dominating her, the anguish of her mother's separation and divorce, the helplessness of the family breaking up again lessened. With Jamie, she had a feeling of belonging. The pain in her personal life was exchanged for intoxicating physical pleasure and pain.

At the back of her mind, alarm bells sounded about how close to the edge she was with Jamie in the throes of passion. She had involuntary reactions like her toes curling when she came. Involuntary reactions are just that, they cannot be controlled during sex. When Dakota spoke to Millie on Skype yesterday, she had been warned that Jamie was preoccupied. Something weighed heavily on his mind. Millie reasoned that if Jamie wasn't talking about it with her, a friendly weekend stop with Dakota who was removed from their home life might loosen his tongue. The sexual release from taking her virginity could go some way towards forming the kind of lifetime bond that made it easier for Jamie to unburden himself.

Jamie's patient smile brought Dakota back to their conversation. "There's more to an arrangement that makes you my whore than that. As you remarked before, it will improve our onscreen chemistry and alleviate some of the tension on set. Every time you give me control over your body, it's a special gift. On a subconscious level, you trust me, which is why you've been an active participant in this sex marathon."

"Jamie, I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I gave you control for entirely different reasons than trusting you."

Jamie's eye brows shot up expressively. "Whilst getting into character to be Christian Grey, a role to die for I might add, I delved into the psychological aspects of the BDSM lifestyle," he said, "Whatever the reason, you let me take your virginity, it is an important rite of passage, wouldn't you agree?"

Dakota nodded in agreement. Reluctantly.

"You let me discipline you, bind your legs and arms. Your obviously found pleasure in it. If there are other reasons you let me do it, don't ignore the most obvious one. You have yearnings...," He skipped the pheromones she released or the physical evidence of arousal, "you look at me longingly, like you are now and lick your lips."

Jamie knelt naked on the bed so he could scrutinise Dakota's facial expressions. "There's nothing to be ashamed about," he placed a pillow under her backside. With one hand he stroked his fully erect manhood. It was thick, and a network of prominent veins lined the length of it. The knob end was rounded and darkened with blood that distended it.