Taming The Las Vegas Playboy Chapter 133 - A Man With A Mission (4)

 When they reached upstairs in front of his bedroom. Stefan turned to her, his handsome face was grinning.

"I have something for you."

He said then opened the door and entered the room. Wirata had to pause with stunned expression when she looked in front of her. The pots of roses were lined up around the room.

"Oh ..." She exclaimed. The fragrance of roses filled up the atmosphere.

"You said you didn't like the flowers being cut from its bush. So here they are. No cutting."

The cheerful voice said and came to embrace her from behind.

Wirata was excited and overwhelming with his kindness. She walked to the nearest pot and bent down to smell a rose. Her hips were touched to his middle strength. 

"Ooh, Don't move, Wine, carry on sniffing. Ohhh, I like the way you are bending down right now."

The husky voice said. The big hands firmly held at her small waist and rubbed his middle on her hips. Wirata turned to look at the cheeky man.

"What are you doing?"

Wirata asked. She saw his face was starting to get excited. It made her blushed with the way he was rubbing his strong body to her backside. 

"Oh, don't talk. Keep this position just for a little longer. Oww..."

Stefan spoke with his voice full of desire. He held her waist to make her stay still. The big hand pulled her skirt up above her back. The s.e.xy black panties revealed to his eyes. Stefan did not hesitate to touch between her thighs and rubbed her softness. She jerked up.

"Stefan! Don't be naughty. Stop it."

Wirata yelled at the person who did not care that he was interrupting her. She was still sniffing the roses with joy but he seemed to s.h.i.+ft his mood to another level already.

Stefan was high with the heat immediately, just like every time when he touched her. He reached to pull her panties down in one swift action. The beautiful backside showed right there.

He put his hand back between her thighs. When his fingers touched her folds. Stefan made a frowned face immediately.

"You said you were on the red light. There is no red here."

He said and to prove it to make sure, he inserted his middle finger inside her instantly and pulled it out.

Stefan lifted it to looked very close to his eyes. His eyebrows knotted together when seeing nothing red on his finger.

 His dark blue eyes narrowed when looking at her.  Wirata turned to look at him with her flushed face. Now, he knew.

"You dare you to lie to me, Wine? I don't see any drop of blood."

He asked. Wirata smiled sheepishly. He glared at her and pushed her to lean to the wall. 

"Very daring, Wine. Now, I will punish a liar."

He said then took off his pants in one speedy move. Wirata widened her eyes.

"Oh, no. I didn't lie to you, Stefan. I have had a period, honestly. But today's the last day so it's almost gone but still during the red light."

Wirata hurriedly to say. Stefan shook his head in disbelief.

 "But you said five days to be back to normal. You intended to make me think you were on the first day. You are a Liar."

He rebuked. As he remembered well it's only this morning when she said it.

 Stefan held her legs to stand apart. Pressed her back down a little and pulled her hips out. His hand was at her center, rubbing her softness without giving her time to prepare for the ride.

He used his big cannon to scrub between her cheeks and moaned in his throat with satisfaction. Wirata felt the heat from his body straight up to her body immediately as her body reacted very quickly to his touch. He played with the rose petals between her legs.

"Oh, Stefan."

She felt her body responded to his touch without consulting to her head. Her brain stopped thinking right away. But she still tried to keep herself in control. She did not want him to know how much power he had over her feelings and her body.

"Oh, bad girl. I'll punish you so that you will remember that never lie to me again."

He whispered into her ears and sent his tongue to lick. Wirata was s.h.i.+vering, felt gooseb.u.mps all over her skin.  She could feel his thick and long weapon was stroking her fold and at the target where she was soaking with excitement.

Stefan used his finger to stroke her more. She was wet and his fingers were playing in her damp flowers, nudging the pollen in the middle of the gulf to stir up the fire of desire in her.

One hand stroking his own weapon up and down until it was fully expanded ready for the action.  

"Oh, G.o.d. Prepare to be punished for the first round, Wine. And it will be all night... Ah..."

He gave her another warning. Then he grabbed his weapon and thrust into her juicy pink rose. But Stefan only pushed only half of it in.

The soft moaning sound of her made his blood boiling fast and she bent down more unknowing herself, pushed her hips back to try to signal him to push more in.

Stefan gritted his teeth and held himself still. He wanted to make her yearn, crave and hunger for him.

"Oh, Stefan. Why aren't you...um... moving?"

The shaky voice asked with a little embarra.s.sment in her expression. She turned her face to look at him. Stefan grinned with craftiness in his eyes. He wanted her to ask for it. Stefan looked at her posture. She was so s.e.xy and hot, bending like this.

Stefan almost not be able to bear the heat and the desire he had for her but he wanted to punish her first. So he immersed in that position and refused to move.

"Yeah? Tell me what you want."

He urged her to beg for it. Stefan pulled himself out a little with the patient that he did not have much. He wanted to punish her but he was getting the consequence himself at the same time.

"Oh, Stefan. Please."

"Please what? Tell me. What do you want me to do?"

He bent down to whisper. His hot breath blowing on her ears, making her shaking even more. Her legs felt hollowed and weak.