Beautiful in Jada

6: Rifiuto

Between the spanking and kissing her, she had fallen completely silent. Her eyes searched my face as I watched her brain try to make sense of what had just happened. My anger had left me after kissing her. She demanded my time, yet she wouldn't like the attention I would give her. All I wanted to do was lay my claim to her. Etch my name into her heart, soul, and body.

I denied myself her and relieved my pleasures elsewhere. In the dead of the night , after much work, I would sneak into where she laid to find her sleeping. Even through his bruises, her beauty was endless. I held myself back even though she would be sprawled out. Her complaints annoyed me. Her commands meant nothing. She had no idea why I even did this. My brain always imagined her and went back to her peaceful body sleeping. I did love her. She didn't get it, though. I'm not sure how long I can keep my hands to myself. I was already assaulting her body with spanking, hair pulls, and kisses.

Her spankings were well deserved for her attitude. Her demands were almost reasonable, yet she did not offer herself. She had yet to realize she was the reason for my lack of control. The way she looked in this moment did not help. Her wounds were healing well, though. Her hair was done in this pretty, possibly braided, hair style. Half of her hair was captured in a  ponytail that I couldn't resist grabbing.

"You kissed me," she managed to blurt out. I nodded in agreement. Her face turned red in embarrassment.  She attempted to push me away, but her hands weren't strong enough.

"This is too close," she declared. Her eyebrows furrowed, seemingly deciding anger. I still didn't move. I grabbed her hair again, pulling her head back as she let out a gasp. I sucked on her neck, causing her to moan. Her voice filled the room like a melody to my ears.

"You don't tell me what to do," I warned her. I let her hair go, and this time, she nodded. Her suggestion earlier had me boiling. I couldn't even live with the idea she had a boyfriend, I would kill him next time. I let my fingertips run down her arm again. All I could imagine was her naked body on top of me. Her face shoved deep into my lap, flashed into my mind. Bending her over my desk was even better. Showing her pain and pleasure as I smack her ass. My mind never raced for anyone like this before. I caught a whiff of a familiar stench. I had to change, Adriana's perfume permeated my clothes. It was an annoying signature of hers. Made her easy to sniff, yet I couldn't stand it still. I broke our contact, and I locked the chain at the top of the door. She was a quick one, and Corina was unable to keep her bound. I did not need her running off twice today. I locked the door knob as well.  Her eyes stayed steady on me. I turned around.

"I need to change. Stay here," I commanded.

She seemed like she wanted to say something, but her lips stayed tightly pressed together. I took my leave to the adjacent room to rid myself the stench. I kept a change of clothes in the drawers. I switched into a new pair of loose dark brown pants and a golden button-up shirt with floral accents. I added my black belt and black dress shoes. I tucked my shirt smoothly into my pants.

When I entered back into the room, she was standing on a chair trying to fiddle with the lock at the top of the door. My nose flared in anger as I let off a heavy breath. She is not a quick learner, I see. Usually, she was so smart. She quickly noticed me back in the room, and fear flooded her whole face. I marched to the frozen woman, grabbed her off the chair, and tossed her over my shoulder. I smacked her ass rather hard as the sound echoed through the room. I checked my watch, already late enough as it is. Her antics cause me to lose track of time. I unlocked the latch she struggled so much with easy. I quickly brought her downstairs and out the door. Her body hung limp against me. I placed her gently in the new SUV, getting in right behind her.

"Thank you," I acknowledged my driver before he shut the door swiftly. She had scurried to the other side of the backseat. There was enough space for her to steer clear from me in this Escalade. I let her go, this time. She had her feet to her chest and held them close. Tears stained her pretty face as she shot me a glare. I raised my eyebrow at her. Was she wanting to test me more? She seemed to not want to listen at all. Her face finally relaxed as she looked out the tinted window.