Taming The Las Vegas Playboy Chapter 129 - Want To Be Your Man (10)

 "I'm ready, Stefan. You don't have to threaten me. Just give your best shots. You have any tricks, just bring it out."

The clear voice challenged him.

"Oh, sure. Right now, I have one BIG trick that I want to bring it out to show you desperately."

He said with a crafty expression on his face.

Stefan moved his body to be on top of her properly. Parted her legs and now their lower parts were touching and pressing. He moved his hips up and down. Wirata could feel something hard rubbing against her thigh and her center.

"I don't mean physical trick. But something about...you feel deep inside right now. "

She corrected his understanding.

"Yes, this is what I am feeling inside right now. Hm, I feel so hot inside and want to be inside you, Wine."

He whispered. His hot breath blew on her skin, making her s.h.i.+ver. Wirata blushed. She pushed his face which was roaming on between her b.r.e.a.s.t.s away and also pushed the big body off hers. He fell to lie on his back again.

Stefan grabbed her hand and kissed her palm then he put it on top of his middle part. Wirata was so embarra.s.sed to feel how hard he was under her palm. She quickly pulled her hand away but the big hand stopped her, putting his hand on top.

"Oh, Wine. I feel so good. Just stay there for a little while." He whispered. 

 "Don't mess about. I am not up for the job. We should sleep now. Tomorrow, Your mother will take me to see the suburbs market. "

She said.  The l.u.s.tful man seemed to shut his ears already and his mind was going SOUTH as he started to caress her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and guided her hand to move on his shaft.

"Every important part of me, I've put it in your hands. It depends on you to care to keep or to destroy. It's waiting for your decision if you will treat it with tender, love, and care. You can touch it, it's up to you. Or stroking it, it's up to you. Or pulling or blowing and squeezing it. Everything is up to you."

The man in need whispered. 

"Really? Up to me?"

"Yes, Wine. up to you, really."

His husky voice answered.

Wirata tried to hide her giggles after listening to his desperate long speech. She wanted to tease him a little so the soft hand was touching and then inserted inside his boxers and then squeezed his important part hard!

Stefan winced and jerk up instantly.

"Oh, s.h.i.+t! Wine, don't ... Don't squeeze ... Wine ... Ouch!  Don't do it.

He protested and grabbed her hand immediately to stop her.

"Ouch! A heartless woman. " He groaned.

"I thought you just said it's up to me."

Wirata responded and presented him with an innocent face. Stefan gave her a you-know-what-I-mean look.

 "Squeezing it like that, if my d.i.c.k doesn't perform well, you will be sorry. "

He said and then sent her pleading eyes.

"Wine, please."

He made a plead. His hand slowly guided her hand to move on his hard evil weapon. Wirata looked into his begging eyes. Her heart softened toward him. So she pulled his boxers down to his knees and started to please him by stroking his long and thick weapon slowly and gently.

"Ohh, yes. Ah, very good, Wine. Oh, yeah. Hm..."

 Stefan moaned in his throat with pleasure. He moved along with her soft hand. His hand was touching her b.r.e.a.s.t.s at the same time.

"Oh, faster, please. Ah... You are great, Wine. Faster...Ahh...More...Yes, oh..."

His hips pushed up against her hand as she went faster and faster.

 "Oh, G.o.d.  I feel so f.u.c.king good. Yes, Wine. Oh, G.o.d."

Wirata was happy to see he was pleased. She moved her hand on him with high speed. Stefan almost went crazy with the touch of her soft hand.  

In the end, when she accelerated quickly his big body jerked up and released hot lava burst onto her amazing hand. Wirata grabbed the soft cloth to clean him and her hand. She pulled his boxers back up for him.

"Oh, Wine."

He murmured, pulled her into his arms and hugged her tight. Wirata kissed on his chin gently.

"Go to sleep, Stefan Mackenzie. Tomorrow onwards, you will have to work hard."

The soft voice whispered. Stefan smiled with pleasure. He knew what she meant. He nudged his face on her hair.

"No matter how hard it is, I will work my socks off until I get what I want. I'm ready to prove myself. But don't be too harsh on me though." He said with a gentle tone that hardly used to her.

"There is nothing can work against a moral heart and determined mind. Virtue can undoubtedly win everything in the end. Way to go, Stefan."

Wirata told him. She gently touched his face, wanting to give him encouragement.

"But one thing to keep in mind. Please don't cheat and be sly too much with me."

She warned him as she knew well how many tricks he had up his sleeve.

 "I don't recall I have been sly with you. But however, I will behave as good as I usually do."

He said and kissed on her cheek. Wirata was not sure if it was a promise. The man always had ability to twist words as he wished. But however, she was very tired now and snuggled against his arm.

Stefan pulled the blanket over them. Put his arm underneath her head. She closed her eyes and looked so cute when she was quiet and sleepy like this. If he had his own baby girl he wanted her to look like her mommy.

 "Where do you keep your birth control pills?" Stefan asked softly into her ears.

Wirata was about to sleep. Her consciousness began to blur.

"Hm, why do you ask? It's in my bag."

She replied with her drowsy voice then gradually fell asleep in the warm embrace of a vicious man who owned her body and heart completely.

Morning came.

"You two, I have a question."

The harsh voice of the boss came and his tall figure was still walking about twenty meters away from his bodyguards. Ben and James were sitting on the wooden bench having their morning coffee in the garden on the left side of the guesthouse.

"I'm really wondering if the boss is rehearsing to be the host of the Who Wants To Be A Millionaire Game? There are too many questions since we arrived."

Ben whispered to his partner.

"This is one of the symptoms of a man who is having a love bug biting him in his pants. It makes him itch and can't stay still and his head will project a lot of questions to reduce the itch. Understand?"

Jame whispered back to Ben.

"Wow! You are really f.u.c.king good. I might have to start to watch romantic movies like you." Ben said with a burst of laughter in his throat. Jame was not sure if his friend was sarcastic or sincerely praised him. But He smiled proudly.

They hurriedly raised the coffee cups to their mouths to hide hilarious smiles from the boss who was walking toward them with his serious face as though he was having a very important mission in his mind.