Taming The Las Vegas Playboy

Stefan had woken up again when some soft hair tickling his face. He opened his eyes slowly with sleepy feeling. Saw the person in his arms, her eyes closed but she sighed heavily twice as if she was thinking something in her smart head.

"Planning to kill me?"

The drowsy voice was whispering in her ear before snapping his teeth on the edge of it. His hand cupping her breast.

"Yes. " Wirata replied in a smooth soft voice and opened her eyes. She didn't protest his touching because she had already made the decision.

"Really ... Hm, tell me how?"

He asked with a relaxing voice. Feeling satisfied with the reaction that she leaned into him and put her hand on his ab, stroking lightly.

"It's a secret." She whispered. The small hand moved lower down to hold his shaft which immediately expanded its length into full size with the excitement of the soft-touch that was not expected.

"Ah, to seduce me with sex, huh? ... Hm... Let's see if you are any good, Ah."

The low husky voice said. Wirata lifted a corner of the mouth, her hand was stroking the thick and long shaft then swipe the fingers around its wet head. Pushed back the shyness that made her cheeks heat up. Stefan groaned in his throat.

"Don't forget your words. Everything you have said. One day, it will kill you softly but deadly."

The sweet voice whispered with the hand moving along his thick shaft, playing with its smooth skin and wet tip. Stefan groaned, his body tensed, his hips were thrusting up, moving with her hand.

"Ah, I will never forget my words. How many plans are there in your head right now?...Ah...Yes ... Faster ... Ohhh"

Stefan moaned when her hand moved faster as he ordered. Wirata had never touched any man before. She didn't even pay attention to sex. But being grown up in America, she couldn't be so naive, there were a lot of knowledge sources to learn from. Her heart was pounding inside her chest, pretending to be brave to touch a man's private part like this. But Wirata had learned that to be able to fight equally with this crafty man, she had to use everything in her sleeves, every trick, and trap that she could think of.

"Only one. The one that will make you fall to your feet and choke to death at the end."

The soft voice replied and sped up her hand, the fast rhythm that made Stefan couldn't hold on any longer. The tall body arched up with the husky groan in his throat and cum very hard. The tip of his shaft shot out the thick liquid all over her hand. Wirata wiped it with the towel that he threw away at the side of the bed.

"Ah... not bad. Hm. However, this will never kill me, but it makes me come alive instead. And now I'm going to make you choke with orgasm the rest of the night."

He said without sleepy tone anymore and pulled her under his body. Wirata widened her eyes in unexpected expression before he took over and used his skills to make her lose her mind in space.

The morning came. Stefan woked up when feeling the soft body moved.

"Where are you going? What time is it?"

The drowsy voice asked. Wirata sat up. She really slept without dreaming. Because he drained all her energy until she passed out on his chest. She was feeling so tired now.

"I'm getting up. It's six o'clock." She replied. Stefan pulled her arm, she fell on his chest again.

"Still early." He said and flipped her under his body, putting his face at the crook of her neck. Wirata noticed that he like this position, to put his face there like a baby.

"Summer has to go to the bathroom. Don't you go to work today? "

Wirata asked. Today was Wednesday, most people who made a living must go to work. But she wasn't sure about this specific man. He wasn't like most people.

"I'm working in my office, but in the afternoon. I'll go out, have some errands to run."

he replied lazily, tucked his face on her shoulder, inhaling the fragrance. But suddenly he froze.

"Fuck!"

Stefan cursed fiercely when he realized that last night he didn't use any protection with her. Never before in his life that he would forget something very important like that!

"Holy shit!"

He swore again.

"What?" Wirata asked and pushed him off. Stefan sat up, shoved his hand in his messy hair. His face frowned and very unhappy.

"Have you got the morning after pills?" He turned to ask and that made Wirata understood what he was thinking.

"Oh, God!"

She must have been so tired not to notice that. Her face turned pale immediately.

No! she didn't want to get pregnant! Especially, with this evil man, no way she would wish to carry his child! And that was not the plan for both of them. Holy God!

Wirata sprang out of bed. She hurried to grab her pajamas which Stefan threw them on the floor and put them on, grabbed the bra and panties, tried not to blush and walked to the door.

"Where are you going?"

"To drugstore."

That meant she didn't have it. Stefan cursed and sprang up, too.

"I'll make a phone call." He said, walked to the wardrobe, grabbed his soft navy blue dressing gown to put on and snatched his phone, pushed the buttons to his man then gave an order. Wirata sighed with relief. Stefan threw the phone on the bed and stared at Wirata.

She was going to the drugstore in pajamas?!! And with the underwear in her hand?!

"From now on you will take birth control pills or injections. it's up to you which method you prefer because I won't use condoms when we have sex."

Stefan said to Wirata with a serious expression. She sighed. She didn't have much choice here.

"Why?" But she asked to make him know that he couldn't command her easily.

"I like the feeling last night. When my cock was inside you with no barrier."

He said bluntly and felt satisfied to see her blushed immediately. Stefan knew she just pretended to be brave but in fact, she was timid, so bashful and had a thin skin that not used to this kind of words. He put on a straight face and raised his eyebrow.

"Problems?"

"NO!" Wirata shot him with a scowled look because she couldn't find a good sharp word to throw at him so she walked to the door. But then she stopped and turned to look at him.

"But I want you to be checked to make sure you are clean and clear of STDs. And until the result comes, I won't have sex with you." Wirata said with a serious tone. Stefan frowned.

"What are you talking about? Sexually Transmitted Diseases?! I am clean of it for sure. But if I have any it's from last night and from you." He said, narrowed his eyes and looked at Wirata as if she was a suspect!

"What?! I was a virgin! And I only slept with one man and that man was you!" She shouted. Her face blushed.

"So, that shouldn't be a problem then. We both are clean." Stefan concluded and shut the argument off. He walked to her.

"I am going to see Summer. You go to make coffee. I want a very strong one. But not as strong as the last time. Understood?"

He said and gave her a warning gaze. That made Wirata recall her memory. It meant he did drink the coffee she gave him last time before she escaped! GOOD!

"Alright." She said. Stefan nodded and put his arm around her waist and dragged her out of the bedroom. He pushed her to the kitchen and he walked to Summer's fancy bedroom, whistling an unknown tune that just came to his mind.