Another limo ride

Before getting into the limo, the paparazzi mobbed them. Photos flashing everywhere. The night was lit bright by the flashing lights and the sounds of *clicks* over and over.

Nick pulled MJ in close and smiled, "Don't you miss this Red... the fame? The fortune? the glitz? The glamour?"

Mary Jane just smiled and through her teeth glinting in the lights, "No... Katzenberg... I don't."

But secretly, in her mind she did think about this a lot. Her need for approval from her family that neglected her left her down this path in the first place. The desire to be needed, to be wanted.... this was something deep within her character... something that made her who she was.

*I'm happy.... I have Peter.... We're happy...* she tried to reinforce into her mind.

No sooner than the door slamming shut did Nick dive into MJ kissing her mouth. His lips pressed into hers, pushing and probing with his tongue against her mouth. She did fight as best she could, but it was all for naught as he twisted his tongue against hers, their wet mouths linking together. His hands weren't idle either, groping her body covered by the dress, pressing up against the bottom of her bosom.

He slathered a long lick down her neck, as his hands filled with her breasts were suddenly exposed when he tugged down the top.

"Nick!" she yelled out but was **** back into his kiss as he took advantage of her. She had to stifle a moan or two feeling a bit of arousal that she didn't want.

He returned to her exposed breasts, kissing and licking them before pulling away, "Gods... I wanted to do that since the first day I saw your perky tits in front of me."

Katzenberg laid back, a supremely happy look on his face as MJ tried to cover up a bit.

"No, no, no.... leave them out honey.... I'm going to enjoy this...."

Mary Jane, with her hands at the top of her dress resigned to her fate, dropped them back down and left her tits hanging out.

"Now what?" she said as she looked away.

Katzenberg grabbed at MJ's hand closest to him, "Now.... get my dick out."

MJ smirked, "No panties to jerk into Nick," she said with spite thinking she outsmarted him.

"No need. You're not jerking me tonight. You're blowing me," he said with a wide grin. His hand in her long red hair, as he started to pull her down to his lap.

She shakes her head, "No... please," she pleaded with Nick, her eyes tearing up.

The handjob was disgusting, but a blowjob was crossing the line.

He smiled and let go, "I guess the Daily Bugle is going to have a hot day at the press tomorrow."

*Fuck* she thought. She was in no position to argue with the evidence he had. She nodded and moved down to his crotch.