Oh, F!

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"Hmm? What's wrong, Clara? Are you sick?" Norah asked when she heard a mewling sound.

Xander wiped his fingers on the white tablecloth after he made Clara orgasm under the table.

"Huh? I'm suddenly feeling lightheaded. Can we go home now?"

Clara really might get sick, her face flushed, she couldn't look at Noah. She was embarrassed because Noah knew what happened under the table.

Before Noah could help her get up, Xander already help her slide out the chair, her heart was thumping wildly and legs felt like a jelly so Xander held her waist when she couldn't stand steadily.

"I'll go home with Norah." Noah said, he knew he had to maintain a distance without warning.

"But.." Norah sulked.

"I need to talk to you, Norah." Noah reached out to held her hand, but stop midway, he remember how his sister ran away from him last time.

Noah obeyed when she looked at her brother's serious face, "Ok, I'll see you guys. Thank you Xander for the lovely dinner."

Norah kissed his cheek lightly and with a blush followed her brother to the car. The young girl was too happy to realize that there was something going on with her crush and the woman she'd come to adore as her sister.

Xander and Clara walked to his black porsche. "You should learn from Norah. She show her gratitude easily." He opened the door for Clara.

She threw him a glare before she took a seat inside the luxurious car.

"You know what I'm thinking right now?" He asked as he drove fast through a quiet lonely street. "I'm thinking about how I shall punish you. Because everytime I punish you, it didn't break you instead you found pleasure in them."

Clara gaped at him, "Is what you did on the restaurant not enough? You did it in front of them, Noah knew, you jerk."

"It was for your disobedience for wearing such a sexy dress, eventhough you look stunning as hell, but your body is mine and you could only display it in front of me."

She never could win this battle, she was tired as hell, "Then what will you do to me, Xander? Am I gonna live in your shadow for the rest of my life? Am I not to have a love life, married and have children of my own?"

She didn't want to think that far, she was not ready for all of that right now, but she had dreams for her future. And Xander kept blocking that path, he wouldn't allow Clara and Noah or any other man together.

Xander chuckled evilly, "Married and have children? You don't deserve such privileges, Clara."

He steered the vehicle over, straddling the pavement edge, pushed the brake and it stopped there on the empty dark street.

"Why are we stopping?" She thought something happened, glance back and saw his guards stopped behind their car too.

"Do you really kissed Noah like what his sister said?" He asked with cold flat tone.

Clara nodded her head in doom. "Yes, but it just happened. I didn't kiss him back."

"So that is the reason why you didn't give me a kiss there? You let him kiss you and you don't want other man's lips to wipe it away?"

Ugh! Clara never thought of that.

"No, you're wrong. Look, my lipstick is in bright red color. How could I possibly kiss you back there. I was afraid they might see." She said desperately. "But I can give it to you now."

Clara leaned a little to the side, offered him her mouth but suddenly a hand pulled her head, face down near his crotch.

"You can kiss my cock, bitch."

Xander unzipped his trousers, his already hard thick cock sprang up from his boxer, Clara could smell that heady familiar scent, unconsciouly licked her suddenly dry lips. She wanted to give this man what he'd gave her back there. Pleasure.

Because she'd already came to a realization, the humilliation, the degradation he bestowed upon her, she gained pleasure from all of that.

She was sick. Really sick and needed help.

Without being ordered, she started to suck his thick head, lapping it like it was her favourite ice cream, Xander growled and pushed his cock further inside her wet mouth, she gagged when his head touched the back of her throat.

Then the pressure on her head ceased, he only fisted her wavy brown hair lightly, so Clara started to move her head up and down. Bobbing on that long huge cock, Xander groaned and she mewled. It sounded like someone sucking and slobbering on a giant lollipop.

KNOCK! KNOCK!

Someone knocked the window and Clara jerked her head up with a start, but Xander held her there, he lowered the window and Clara squeezed her eyes shut.

"Boss, everything's okay?" His guard asked, looking at the empty road then his eyes looked down inside the car.

His eyes nearly bulging out of his head when he saw a woman's face buried deep on his employer's lap.

"Sorry, boss. We don't know." He signalled something to his friend, the code that nothing happened and ran to the front of his car to guard them.

"Close the window!" Clara said but her mouth was stuffed, Xander still held her head down.

The man just chuckled and closed the window with agonizing slow movement. Clara was mad, she was humiliated beyond words. Debased to the point of no return.

So she sucked like a mad woman, until his hips started to jerk on those expensive leather chair. "Oh, fuck.. Oh, fuck! Little mouse!"

Head thrown back, he spurted his creamy seed deep inside her throat and she gulped like an obedience girl. She licked her lips after, satisfied she could make him growled like that.

Xander opened his green eyes, looked at her smug face and kissed her hard on that red lips. It was hard and unforgiving kiss. Clara started to wrap her arms on his neck, but he shoved her away ruthlessly.

She sat back with confused face, "Xander.."

"I've trained you well, little mouse."

He zipped his pants back, cracked his neck, and started to steer the vehicle back to road. They continued their way home in silent with the taste of him was still in her mouth.