Richard watched as Vanessa shook the young man's hand, letting the little shit hold on for a second too damn long, laughing at his dumb joke. Didn't she see him sitting there?! He couldn't believe she was letting another man flirt with her. In front of her man no less! Oh, she was going to pay with her sweet ass! Boy, was she going to get it, he silently seethed. He listened as his girl thanked the handsy waiter for the wonderful service. Wonderful my ass, he thought.
With a low growl, Richard got up, threw money down onto the table, gave Vanessa a momentary glare before storming away.
Vanessa hearing the scraping of the chair, looked up at her partner with wide eyes. Seeing the unmistakable anger in his beautiful eyes, her breath caught in her throat and her heart almost dropped into her stomach. She already knew trouble was coming from the glare he'd given her.
Fuck!
Not wanting to piss him off further, Vanessa quickly excused herself and hurried out the restaurant's door. Before she could get out the door good, Richard reached out and grabbed her by the arm and pulled her towards their car.
"Rich-"
Before his name could leave her lips, Richard's hand was firmly around her neck, pressing her against the passenger side door of his car. His hard body pressing deliciously against the softness of hers, causing his hardening shaft to get even harder.
Leaning in, he licked her full supple lips, tasting the sweet wine she'd drank minutes before. A low groan made its way out of his mouth, "You must love to tease me, don't you? To see me jealous?"
Vanessa had no idea what he was talking about. "Wha-"
"Did I give you permission to speak?" he asked, tightening his hand around her neck. Vanessa quickly shook her head no, reaching up to touch his hands. "Don't!" he growled.
Vanessa whimpered as she lowered her hands. She didn't know what she'd done wrong. She thought everything was going well, that they'd had a great night out together. Was she missing something?
With a low chuckle, Richard leaned in, kissing Vanessa's lips, then down to her exposed shoulder, nipping at the soft ebony flesh. A soft moan left her parted lips only for a quickened gasp to follow. With his other hand, Richard reached out and pinched Vanessa's nipple almost painfully, rolling the tender flesh between his fingers.
"Oh!" she moaned softly. Her eyes closing momentarily as her heart began to beat a little faster in her chest.
"Oh, is right, baby girl. Now tell me, why do you think daddy's upset? Hmmm? Can you guess?" he asked, against her parted lips.
"I- I don't-"
"Sure you do," came Richard's raspy reply, pinching the sensitive flesh between his fingers a bit harder. "And did I give you permission to speak?"
She frowned in confusion. Didn't he just ask her a question?!
"Don't look like that, sweetheart. You know what to do. Use that beautiful brain of yours." She was so new at the lifestyle, it made his dick harder just thinking about all the naughty things he planned to show her.
Vanessa thought for a moment before the answer came rushing in!! Fuck! she thought. Groaning with realization, she lowered her eyes, meekly asked for permission to speak. With a nod Richard allowed her to speak, switching from one nipple to the other, twisting the flesh firmly.
Another moan flowed from Vanessa's mouth as she stumbled over her words. "You're angry because you-"
Richard quickly smacked Vanessa's sensitive nipples. "Excuse me?" he asked.
