Chapter Eighteen

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      As Jennifer comes down from her orgasm, she realizes her dress is ruined.  Great how am I getting out of here without being noticed, she wonders to herself. Still more than a little buzzed from her wine  and feeling a little brave she looks at Simeon, "Now that you ruined my gorgeous dress, how will I get out of here without everyone seeing me naked? Maybe I should cry rape."  His eyes ignite with anger, "That would not be smart, Jennifer," he says, "besides I have everything all planned out."  Of course you do, she thinks to herself but doesn't dare utter the words as he proceeds to take the table cloth and wrap it around her body and guides her over to an elevator door she notices for the first time.
Simeon calls the elevator up to their floor and gently encourages Jennifer onto the elevator with his arm around her. Once inside he is upon her once again, crushing her against the closest wall. His lips mashed against hers in another brutal kiss. When he separates from her and allows her to breathe, his gaze is intense as he tells her, "Your night is far from over, Jennifer, so you might as well stop trying to be funny." His hand slides quickly down her stomach and over her bald mound to plunge two fingers into her still dripping pussy. He smiles as her mouth opens in a gasp and moans quietly. The fire still smolders in her eyes as well but her defiance is gone for the time being. Lust and desire is all he sees now, wondering if it's from the alcohol or how she really feels. Right now, however, he doesn't care and his thoughts are interrupted when the elevator chimes signaling the ground floor. He just can't wait to get her back to the mansion to fuck that delicious tight hole again.
Jennifer covers herself when she hears the elevator chime expecting to walk into a crowded restaurant lobby but she is surprised when she sees they are in a back alley and the limo is waiting for them.  Simeon tells the driver to head back to the mansion and helps her into the car.  As she steps to go in he abruptly rips the table cloth from her body and she gasps in surprise.  He laughs when he see her eyes squint to slits in anger.  "You won't be needing that any longer," he says tossing it into the nearest dumpster.  She gets in the rest of the way without his help and sits as far away as she can from him, obviously pissed.  He loves her this way, her feisty attitude and anger turn him on.  He knows that she uses this to try to scare away his advances but she doesn't realize that it fuels his fire.  He also knows he is breaking established rules but doesn't care because he can't seem to get enough of this woman. He hasn't felt this alive in years and although it was not part of the plan he feels the need to mold her into something entirely different than the original plan. Breaking her further will be fun but molding her into someone else entirely will be the true challenge.
"Are you just going to stare at me with that spaced out grin on your face," Jennifer asks snapping him out of his daydreaming. He doesn't answer he just pounces. Lunging at her and pinning her against the seat, he uses his weight to subdue what little fight she puts up and runs mouth down down her neck and to her breasts where he takes a nipple into his mouth and bites down making her moan. He doesn't bite hard, just enough to let her know he is still in command. He spreads her legs with his knees as she tries to close them, still fighting him and making his cock bulge within his pants. He lowers his head further and delves quickly into the folds of her pussy with his mouth. She tries to push his head away as soon as he releases her arms but he pinches her nipples sharply loving the fact that she is still fighting him. But his tongue massages her swollen clit expertly and soon her fingers grasp his hair and pull his face into her needy pussy. Her moans increase in volume as he continues to play with her nipples and devour her wet pussy. Her right foot rests on his shoulder and her left leg is spread out to the armrest of the door as she continues to writhe in the seat and thrust her pelvis toward him. He feels her orgasm building and suddenly she pulls him very forcefully into her mound crying out, "Ooohhh I'm cumming, oh yes... Yes!" She bucks her hips one last time and releases his hair and falls limply against the seat. Her face is flushed, her hair is a mess and her tattered dress is falling off her body as they pull up to the mansion.
Simeon gets out of the limo and without hesitation pulls Jennifer from the car and throws her over his shoulder to prevent further resistance from her. It's time to introduce Jennifer to the real Simeon, he thinks to himself as he carries her effortlessly toward his mansion.

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