INSATIABLE (Complete)

Chapter 6- Bacon

She sat there in front of him in the little café not too far from her condo wearing a knee length, high rise dark green pencil skirt, which color reminded her of his eyes, with a side slit landing a couple of inches above her knee accompanied with a simple short sleeves white blouse with a generous V neck.

The defiant slight smirk lived on her lips since she sat down and noticed the dangerous amused look he was given her.

She wasn't going to let anyone tell her how she was supposed to dress and to further aggravate things, she chose to wear her very comfortable white panties.

But it was harder to defy him then she was willing to admit to herself. He had a hold on her already, and all of this could be a huge mistake.

"Interesting black dress you got on Ms Natalia."

Goosebumps erected on her skin from the velvety sound of his voice as he uttered his first words to her since they've sat down.

She look up from her menu to steal a glance at his direction. He was still looking at her with the same devilish look like he couldn't wait to have her alone and make her pay for defying him.

"Why thank you" she said still hiding behind the tall menu. "I'm glad you like it."

A light chuckle from him calmed her nerves a bit enough for her to stop hiding and look at him straight on.

"Now that you've stopped hiding, let's order then we can talk."

"I'm nearsighted, I wasn't hiding" she very badly lied.

"As long as you know this little rebellion of yours will cost you later on."

Henri followed her tongue nervously licking her lips, and had to stiffen a groan and readjust his now already painfully rock hard cock that is begging to burst out of his black slacks.

No matter how many times he jerked off last night and this morning before meeting her to get the edge off, it didn't work. He has been rock hard ever since he's met her, and the only thing that can finally ease his suffering is to be buried balls deep in her cunt and listen to her scream his name over and over again.

He liked that little defiance, that fire in her. He couldn't wait to start molding her into his perfect sub.

"Are you ready to order?" asked the overtly flirtatious waitress.

She was that typical little petite blonde with blue eyes and I-stole-my-daddy's-credit-card-and-bought-big-tits girl. Shamelessly thrusting her tits at Henri, bending down to clean the already immaculate table in front of them to give him a better view.

"I think the table is clean now miss."

She jumped up startled as if she was now aware of Natalia's presence.

Henri was watching the little encounter between the two ladies and sipped his water to keep from laughing at Natalia's obvious frustration at the girl, but remained courteous and polite while she placed her order with a stern teacher warning a student like voice. If the waitress got the hint of how Natalia felt, she didn't show it nor cared.

She turned towards Henri, twirling her hair between her fingers, batting her eye lashes and finding stupid reasons to touch his forearms.

Natalia rolled her eyes and crossed her arms in a huff. She wanted to gouge those blue eyes out and scream 'get your filthy hands off of him!'

She shook her head getting her composure back.

Was that jealousy?

Where did that come from?