Money and Power

God, Jasmine is a beautiful 31 year old Asian woman and a concert flute player who tours Europe. An Asian business associate brought her to my attention. She needed a professional entertainment team to manage her career. I agreed to meet with her in Vienna, this little one got my blood pumping and turned my brain off and did she know it. She made sure I could see her ass when she bent over, always smiling this naughty smile and giving me the ” cum fuck me” eyes. She drives me crazy. That isn’t what this is about, this is about her submission and my loss of self control.

We met for coffee, at a little shop just down the street. Nice and low key, a local place with a very nice patio. She is wearing the shortest skirt and dreamed up in dirty guys fantasies across the world, it was a jean skirt that barely covered anything and made me drool for a peek underneath. A really light t-shirt that had some smart ass slogan on it that made me smirk, her body distracted me from fully absorbing the information. I enjoy dating Asian women, they are small and delicate like a flower.

We chatted a bit and of course she teases me beyond all rational comprehension. She brushes up against me, bite her lower lip, sucked on the straw, bent over to grab her purse giving me a real nice view of her ass. Damn it, it is killing me, she is killing me it has become a game for us. I knew she wanted me and I, so wanted her but we were teasing and talking. We started discussing business then the conversation turned on what started our descent into the gutter and when I admitted my weakness. ” You know there is one thing that anyone with any sense what so ever shouldn’t do to me,” I said, by way of warning, ” No woman should ever tease me, never ever unless she wants to get fucked right then and there.” ” Right, like I buy that, I know your reputation, I like getting bit on the neck but it doesn’t drive me crazy,” She stated, smiling a very naughty smile.

” Seriously, it is just something that happens to my brain it turns off and all I want to do is fuck. It has caused problems in the past.” ” Whatever,” She responds. I glare at her for a moment then shrugged, going back to drinking my coffee. We continue to have a pleasant day, which was rather empty, only two other people that were engrossed in their cell phones. I have no idea if they noticed her teasing me or how many innuendos went flying around our table. Fuck me, the sexual tension around here is killing me, I thought to myself as stared at her. She is giving me the “come fuck me” eyes and it is torture. Staring into her eyes, I let mine light up with lust I feel for this naughty little girl. I got to enjoy her get flustered and look away. The game is still on and we both enjoy it to much to quit. Once the coffee is done and I couldn’t take any more, I stood up and got ready to leave.

” What, no hug?” She asks, innocently pouting. ” Of course,” I reply, waiting for her to stand up. As she stood up, I took her into my arms, squeezing a little hard to let out some the frustration out. She shows her frustration in another way. I feel her teeth sink into my neck as I hug her, sending a charge through me. Growling, my fingers digging into her flesh as I try to get a hold of myself, to stop the rush of lust ripping through me. I lose the war when she sucks my skin between her lips and bites down harder. My mind goes crazy as I pick her up and slam her ass down on the table. I can’t think, all I want to do is fuck her, then and there, and damn the consequences. I pull at her hair, yanking her head back to kiss her hard. A growl escaping my throat as I paw with my other hand at her clothes.

” Stop it,” She says, her voice muffled as she tries to push me away. ” No,” I growl out as I hold onto her. ” Seriously, John, not here….. I was playing,” She says as she struggles against me. ” You were warned,” I reply, my grip not loosening. That is when I notice the other people staring at us, looks of disgust and disbelief on the pair of faces. Shaking my head, trying to clear the pure lust and the anger. Picking her up again, I carry her to the car; ignoring the stares of the other people around us as I push her against it. ” You have one chance and this is it to get away, take it or suffer the consequences,” I deliver the ultimatum. Jasmine looks at me, attempting to see how serious or how far she should push it but I see in her eyes this doubt that I will do anything to her. She shakes her head no and smirks. That smirk doesn’t help my mood as I open the door and push her into the car, barely waiting for her to be all the way in before shutting the door. I hustle around to the driver’s side and climb in; we drive just a few minutes to my hotel in complete silence. I’m still caught up in a tide of lust so I didn’t trust myself to speak and she seems to be regretting not saying no to me but it is too late. The one thing Jasmine knew about me is when I said it, I meant it.

Pulling into the drive way, I look over at her as I stop. Grabbing her hair in one hand, pulling her head close to me I kiss her hard. Jasmine tries to pull away but I keep tugging on her hair, trapping her lips to mine.