“Very beautiful,” the compliment was out of his lips before he could check it.
I wonder if you are wet after your spanking. It would be perfect if you were. Even when I was first shown your photograph and made the decision to own you, I knew you were submissive. Prove me right, little one. Make this the perfect revenge.
Vidar stroked his fingers along her thigh delighting in the softness of her skin and dipped them in to the V shape. Another whimper left her lips but she did not object. He murmured his triumphant approval finding the pink folds soaking wet. Vidar stroked his fingers in her rich creamy juice finding it luxurious and circled the small bud. Another whimper but no full reaction.
Fallon was still. Not giving him the satisfaction of losing her cool. It made him frown.
What did it take to break the ice maiden and ruffle those prim feathers?
He continued his caress, circling his middle finger around her entrance threatening to penetrate it and found some satisfaction when her breathing became laboured. Still she narrowed those gorgeous emerald green eyes with defiance making the need to make her submit to him become passionately strong for a reason he couldn’t quite yet discern.
I will have you. You will be mine, little one. All mine.
“You are very wet,” he said huskily twisting his fingers inside her folds luxuriously coating them in her juice. “I will have to spank you more often. It seems discipline suits you well,” he finished with a grin.
Those eyes narrowed just a touch more and she growled, raising her hand away from his neck to slap him. His head twisted to one side. The blow had a sting. She could wield her hand well, he’d give her that and his reaction wasn’t one he expected. Turning his face back, he abruptly removed his fingers from her soaking wet vagina and cupped her buttocks, making her squeal when he dug his fingers into her flesh to slide her sore hot backside along the desk until she was even closer to him. Then he slid one hand around her throat and forced her lips against his to roughly kiss her, scraping the neatly groomed facial hair around his mouth and jaw against the smooth skin of her cheek. At first, she was a little resistant and he knew if that persisted he would have to calm down but, for now, he wanted to see what she would do.
To his surprise, her hands left his neck and moved through his short brown hair flecked with strands of blond. She held on to it rather a little too tightly to the point he grunted. He forced his tongue in between her glossy damp pink lips and wrestled her tongue for dominance. Their duel fired his arousal for her to new heights. The more she pulled on his hair, the more he increased his hold around her throat and dug the pads of his fingers into her hot rosy bottom.
Fallon’s struggle to resist his kiss began to wane and she was now surrendering to his control, softly moaning her acquiescence and beginning to kiss him back with fervour. She still maintained her grip on his hair when he took his hand away from her butt and unzipped his trousers. He never wore any underwear so his long hard, broad cock was unhampered when he guided the tip to her pussy still kissing her, still holding her throat to keep her in place. He had to be inside her, conquering her will, claiming her as his own.
The Billionaire guided his penis just inside her entrance feeling her grip on his hair intensify. With a growl in response, he thrust inside her to the hilt, spearing her on top of his cock in one fluid motion to tame her. Vidar felt Fallon cry out against his mouth even though the sound was muffled in their deep kiss. Her grip relaxed on his hair signalling her surrender. He stabbed his thrusts inside her as though he were making a kill, determined to bring her under control.
She bucked her pelvis back at him hard, whimpering against his mouth with the ferocity he used. Vidar made sure he stared into her eyes and captured her gaze. He wanted her to know she belonged to him now and there was no escape. As he felt her orgasm erupt around his penis that had driven so deep inside her, expertly stroking the centre of her pleasure, he allowed himself to come and make the final kill of his prey spurting his hot seed along her channel, internally branding her as his own. His revenge complete and satiated.
Chapter 2
Fallon fell gently against his chest breathing hard from her orgasm. Her legs were still wrapped around his waist, her heels crossed behind his back. It felt snug. He had the sudden unexpected urge to kiss her deeply when she lifted her head from his chest and looked up at him. She was so beautiful and fragile in his hold he had to admit he was entranced, captivated. But when he leaned forward to capture her lips she turned her head to the side leaving him feeling surprised. He took hold of her chin and gently guided her face back to him.
“Hey,” he said bending his head to softly brush his lips across her own. No reaction. The steely coldness had quickly returned. How could she so easily switch off like that? No doubt it was some kind of defence mechanism. It wasn’t going to
