“You were there what do you think I did? I fucked you.” I hate him so much.
“No you don’t, you’d like to, but you don’t. Finish your meal.”
Lucien
She’s a handful! Her nymph was in rare form, or since I don’t know her that well, maybe this is how she usually is. She did everything in her power to wear my patience thin. What she didn’t know is that she had an unfair advantage on this playing field.
There isn’t much I would deny her, nothing I wouldn’t give her or give into within reason. So I let her take digs at me as she stuffed her face, berating me for being a pig among other things.
Once she was through with her steak and half of mine she got started on the warm peach cobbler with vanilla bean ice cream that Dennis had somehow guessed she’d like.
“Are you gonna give me my clothes or am I walking out of here naked?” I noticed her syntax changes with personalities. The fairy is a lady down to her core, and would never use anything but the most perfect vernacular. While this one just lets rip with whatever comes into her head.
I didn’t answer her since in her mind I could see that she was trying to pick a fight with me because she was nervous and scared. Not the same scared she’d been when she thought I would fuck her to death, but scared nonetheless.
I sipped my coffee which is all I’d allowed myself to have while watching her and in all fairness, my son, plow through the meal that she’d sworn she didn’t want. Even as she shoveled it in by the forkfuls!
Now she was relaxed back against the chair with my shirt hanging off her shoulders and a look in her eye like she wanted to flex. I wouldn’t put it past her annoying ass to take a swing at me. She was imagining it hard enough.
“Had enough?” She looked down at the empty dessert plate and around at the rest of what was left of her carnage. I have no idea why she was giving me the stink eye, but from what I gathered from the maze she calls a mind the way I sipped my coffee was bothering her.
“Yes I’ve had enough, what do you take me for?” I didn’t answer and she took offense and went on the defensive. “I’m not staying here.”
“You are! Now let’s go run you a bath!” She indelicately raised her arm and sniffed herself.
I ignored her imbecilic ruse to get a rise out of me and got up to go run her that bath. I saw the intent before she carried it through but was not fast enough to stop her. She threw the bone from her T Bone steak at the back of my head. I stopped dead in my tracks before turning just my head around to look at her. She’s a brave one I’ll give her that.
At least on the surface she was. “What’s your problem princess?” Her chest rose and fell with each breath she took and her mind was a mass of confusion. My close proximity was messing with her equilibrium and she kept wavering between arousal and pique.
“So that’s what’s wrong with you.” I looked at my Platinum Breitling. It had been a couple hours since I fucked her, but she’d been asleep. Her ass is so green she didn’t realize what was going on with her, what was making her so flustered and out of sorts, other than the fact that she’s a royal pain in the ass.
Just for spite and because she’s not allowed to throw shit at my head no matter who she is, I turned and kept going to the bathroom to run her bath. I ignored her when she walked in behind me minutes later, and again when she started messing around with the toiletries on the vanity.
I’d sent Dennis out while she was asleep to get her some stuff that I thought she might need since she didn’t have an overnight bag with her. I’d even bought her some new clothes, which were hidden away in the closet because she didn’t need them right now.
“Your bath is ready. I’ll get you a robe.” I kept my voice dull and noncommittal, something I knew would get under her skin and it worked, she finally broke. As if throwing animal bones at my head wasn’t enough this time she made a running jump and landed on my back
It was hard not to laugh at her paltry attempt to attack but I waited to see what she would do next. She bit my ear making me hiss, but it was the way she rubbed herself against me that I took notice of. Poor thing, she’s in heat and doesn’t know what to do with herself.
The next few weeks promise to be an adventure if she keeps this up. If she doesn’t learn how to ask me for what she wants she’s going to be one frustrated little nymph. There will be times of course when I give in without her having to let her needs be known, but not today. Today I am having too much fun at her expense.
If she’d been standing in front of me instead of behind she would’ve noticed the fact that my dick was hard as a spike; that I wanted inside her as much as she wanted me there. This new playful side of me was new, it’s not something I’ve enjoyed in the past, but with her I was getting immense pleasure from this new form of foreplay.
“Was there something you needed Natalia?” I pulled her around the front of me by the arm she had around my neck and wrapped her legs around me to keep her from falling. She bit me, hard, on the lip. I drew back with another hiss and just looked at her.
I’ve never seen anyone so sexually frustrated without knowing that that’s what they are and my not playing along only amped her up more. “Do you want me to join you in your bath?” I’m not sure how much longer I can keep a straight face. She was looking at me with confusion and lust swirling in her eyes.
And when I let my fingers graze the cheeks of her ass as I held her up, her eyes went to half- mast. She growled at me and dove in. I was taken aback by the move but caught up quick enough as her lips moved against mine.
I felt her need like a blanket of sexual heat wrap itself around me. I slipped into her mind and back out just as quickly. If I stayed in there I’d cum as soon as I got my dick inside her; she has a wild imagination. I bypassed the tub of steaming scented water and headed for the shower.
Had she been paying attention and not trying to attack me for my cock, she’d have noticed that I took the idea right out of her head. I reached around her after opening the eight-person marble shower door and turned the water on.
She’d bruised her lips against mine and I soothed it with my tongue before ripping my shirt from her shoulders, sending buttons flying every which way. I didn’t realize how tiny her hands were, how tiny everything about her was, until she struggled to get my jeans open with her little fingers.
I helped her when her sighs of frustration became grunts; little pig. “Wait, let me get that for you.” Yeah, before you tear my dick off with your shit. I eased the zipper down over my hard-on and kicked the jeans off while pulling the tee shirt over my head.
Her hands went right to my chest and I stood still and let her do as she pleased before lifting her into the shower. Because I knew what she wanted, I decided to tease her. She was on the brink and all that was needed was a slight nudge to send her over the edge.
I took my time rubbing soap into the washcloth and her eyes followed my hands greedily. I eased her back away from me and slowly washed between her legs while she clung onto my shoulders. Her head went back and her lips fell slightly open when I dropped the cloth and just washed her with my fingers.
She spread her legs wider giving me easier access and pretty soon I didn’t feel like playing anymore. In her mind I had her bent over in the shower while I pounded into her from behind. Not sure where the little innocent learned that shit, but we’ll talk about that later.