Taming The Las Vegas Playboy

Wirata felt as if her body wasn't on the earth, but floating in the air and there was not enough oxygen in her lung so she pulled some air in hurriedly thinking she was going to die if she was slow only a second. She still could not think straight about what just had happened.

She opened her eyes slowly and saw the masculine figure of Stefan Mackenzie sitting between her legs. All big and powerful and so NAKED!

Wirata glanced down to look at his hands which were rolling a condom on his giant dragon! Her consciousness came back suddenly, her eye widened shockingly!

"What... what's happening and what are you doing to me, Stefan?!"

Wirata shouted with her shocked face, hurriedly moved up but Stefan gripped her leg and stopped her. Wirata saw her naked body, her face went flushed, she quickly reached to the quilt and dragged it to cover herself.

Stefan pulled it off and tugged her leg to lie down on the same spot as before.

"What's the matter? I thought we understand each other?"

The husky voice asked, looked at her naked slender figure from head to toes, his sharp blue eyes were full of lust and desire.

"You, evil! Don't you ever touch me again."

Wirata shouted, her brain still was not functioning properly but she knew he was not going to let her go tonight.

Her body had indicated that it was not the same anymore. Wirata felt like crying at these minutes but NO, she tried to hold her tears back. She would not let him know nor see her weakness. Wirata had learned one thing about this bad evil boss. He liked to win!

Stefan looked at the woman in his bed. Her angry flushed face made him curse edgily.

"Listen, we are both adults, Wirata. Now you are in my bed, naked. I've touched you, every inch of you. Like it or not, but from now on you are my woman."

Stefan gave her an irritated gaze as if she was wasting his time. His big hand reached to stroke her thigh. Wirata screamed and threw a pillow at him. Stefan caught it and thew it off the bed, she threw another one at him.

"Fuck! I have enough with you now, Wirata!"

Stefan's face turned sullen and broody. He tugged her leg then flung his tough body on top of her slim figure, pressing his heavy masculine built on her intentionally. His shaft pressed directly on her softness. She widened her eyes and gasped. Her face blushed more and more. Stefan smirked, lifted his brow up with his dark blue eyes fixed on her dark brown eyes.

"You are mine, Wirata. Now if you are smart enough you shouldn't think about what you've lost but should think about how to please me so that I'll be satisfied and when I am satisfied I will be a very kind man."

Stefan said, bending down to plant a kiss on her jawline and put his face at the crook of her neck, licking and sucking her soft skin. She tried to move but he was making sure she couldn't give him any more pain, couldn't punch him with her fists nor jab him with her knees. Her hands were trapped between their bodies.

Wirata wiggled under him, biting her lower lip with anger and frustration. She couldn't do anything to him now. His big heavy body was fully on her. Their bodies were touching in a very intimate way. She could feel the heat from his even brown skin.

His private part was hard against hers and she felt it stroking back and forth at her center. Wirata wanted to scream again although she wasn't a person who screamed a lot, tonight she already screamed like a child uncountably.

She had lost her virginity to a very bad man. What could she do now? Wirata was not like other western women who considered having sex was normal and common.

She was raised in Thai culture which gave high regard and value to LOVE, love came before sex. It might sound silly to the westerners that the culture taught a woman to save herself for a man who she loved and wished to spend the rest of her life with. Wirata intended to do just that. But what had happened tonight. Her dream had vanished into thin air.

"You are not a man, Stefan. I hate you!"

Wirata shouted again feeling her throat had gone sore and dry. Stefan shrugged.

"Who cares! Look! It's late. Let's get it done and call it a night, shall we?"

He suggested as if asking her to go shopping or do the washing. This devil didn't even care if she hated him and wanted to strangle him to death or not!

"I want to call my mother. It's late and she must be worried about me right now."

Wirata tried to talk to him. When he was talking, he seemed not moving much and not touching her the way it made her wanted to kill him. And when he didn't move, she could think a little, without distraction she could pull herself together again.

Stefan narrowed his eyes, but then Wirata couldn't believe that he would listen. He sat up, got off the bed. Wirata hurried to get up, too. snatched the towel to wrap around herself and jump to the other side of the bed.

"Hey! Don't even think about escaping, because it's wasting time, both yours and mine. I'll find my phone so that you can talk to your mother. Go back to bed now! Or..."

Stefan ordered and threatened her with his tall muscular bad-ass naked figure walking to her. Wirata stepped backward quickly, trying to get away. Her back bumped into the wall. Stefan lifted a corner of his mouth up mockingly.

"See? You can't escape. And the door outside can't be open without a keycard. And also the lift can't be operated without one."

Stefan said, enjoying to see the changes in her face and her huge eyes each time her brain translating his words. She was trying to gather herself back and find ways to escape. He could read her mind very well.

Wirata heart was racing. His body was leaning against hers. he didn't care that he was completely naked with eight-pack on his torso. NO SHAMES at all. She was red everywhere, she could feel her face heating up, feeling shames for him. The thick concrete face evil jackass!

"Okay. Give me the phone."

Wirata said. Stefan nodded. Tired of shitty chitchat to death. He just wanted her body to empty his hot desire and then slept. This was the plan and all he wanted for now.