She sat there in front of him in the little café not too far from her condo wearing a knee length, high rise dark green pencil skirt, which color reminded her of his eyes, with a side slit landing a couple of inches above her knee accompanied with a simple short sleeves white blouse with a generous V neck.

The defiant slight smirk lived on her lips since she sat down and noticed the dangerous amused look he was given her.

She wasn't going to let anyone tell her how she was supposed to dress and to further aggravate things, she chose to wear her very comfortable white panties.

But it was harder to defy him then she was willing to admit to herself. He had a hold on her already, and all of this could be a huge mistake.

"Interesting black dress you got on Ms Natalia."

Goosebumps erected on her skin from the velvety sound of his voice as he uttered his first words to her since they've sat down.

She look up from her menu to steal a glance at his direction. He was still looking at her with the same devilish look like he couldn't wait to have her alone and make her pay for defying him.

"Why thank you" she said still hiding behind the tall menu. "I'm glad you like it."

A light chuckle from him calmed her nerves a bit enough for her to stop hiding and look at him straight on.

"Now that you've stopped hiding, let's order then we can talk."

"I'm nearsighted, I wasn't hiding" she very badly lied.

"As long as you know this little rebellion of yours will cost you later on."

Henri followed her tongue nervously licking her lips, and had to stiffen a groan and readjust his now already painfully rock hard cock that is begging to burst out of his black slacks.

No matter how many times he jerked off last night and this morning before meeting her to get the edge off, it didn't work. He has been rock hard ever since he's met her, and the only thing that can finally ease his suffering is to be buried balls deep in her cunt and listen to her scream his name over and over again.

He liked that little defiance, that fire in her. He couldn't wait to start molding her into his perfect sub.

"Are you ready to order?" asked the overtly flirtatious waitress.

She was that typical little petite blonde with blue eyes and I-stole-my-daddy's-credit-card-and-bought-big-tits girl. Shamelessly thrusting her tits at Henri, bending down to clean the already immaculate table in front of them to give him a better view.

"I think the table is clean now miss."

She jumped up startled as if she was now aware of Natalia's presence.

Henri was watching the little encounter between the two ladies and sipped his water to keep from laughing at Natalia's obvious frustration at the girl, but remained courteous and polite while she placed her order with a stern teacher warning a student like voice. If the waitress got the hint of how Natalia felt, she didn't show it nor cared.

She turned towards Henri, twirling her hair between her fingers, batting her eye lashes and finding stupid reasons to touch his forearms.

Natalia rolled her eyes and crossed her arms in a huff. She wanted to gouge those blue eyes out and scream 'get your filthy hands off of him!'

She shook her head getting her composure back.

Was that jealousy?

Where did that come from?

Never has she felt this for a man. The only thing she's ever felt jealous of was growing up and watching happy families, something she could never get.

The little harlot finally finish taking down all of what Henri wanted for breakfast then left swinging her hips a little too hard.

Interestingly enough, he didn't pay her no mind. His gaze stayed on Natalia with that beautiful smile of his plastered on his face, and his to die for dimples.

"What... Why are you looking at me like that?

" Thank you for agreeing to see me this morning ma belle. You've made me a happy man when I received that text."

"Sorry for talking so long to answer back."

"It's OK.... It was a big decision, completely normal."

"So... How does this work?"

Before he could answer, he let their drinks and some of their foods get placed in front of them by the now pouty waitress, no doubt because he wouldn't give her the attention she was seeking. When she's left them he suddenly asked, "How do you feel about spanking Ms Natalia?"

Her eyes widened at the question, and quickly look around to see if anyone else had overheard him.

He chuckled, finding her reaction to be way too adorable.

He stayed silent not wanting to repeat himself knowing full well she heard every word of his question.

"I... Um.. I don't know how I feel about it."

"But it wouldn't be a hard no for you? "

"I guess I wouldn't mind trying it...with you."

She whispered the last part and it shot straight to his cock. The fact that she was willing to trying new things with him pleased him immensely. Her trust meant everything and he promised himself to do his best not to disappoint her.

" Paddles? "

She bit her lips thinking of an answer.

He suddenly reached for her chair and effortlessly dragged it next to him and crashed his lips to hers and gently pulls her lower lip between his teeth.

"Don't do that Ms. Natalia, or I will have to kiss you every time you bite your lips again."

He leans back relaxing in his seat, leaving her frozen still in the same position, finally exhaling the breath she didn't know she was holding in.

" No paddles. " she finally answered in a whisper still frozen on the spot, hoping that he will hear her.

Good he thought. Although he enjoyed using his paddles in the past, with her he didn't want to use anything else but his hands. He was itching to feel her perfect globes in the palm of his hands. He wanted to feel the heat rising from her skin with every smack he'd administer and watch his handprints left behind on her buttocks marking her.

"Pick a word Ms. Natalia, one easy to remember regardless of what is happening, and when you say it out loud everything will stop permanently and immediately."

"BACON!" She exclaimed a little too excited. She loved the Idea of still being in control whether they kept going or not. "I love bacon and don't think I can forget it."

He smiled but the overwhelming urge to ask her a dangerous question came over him, but he must know.

He needed to.

"Tell me... At the risk of having you change your mind I must ask Ms Natalia..."

His words trailed off while he paused thinking on how to ask.

Her palms started sweating, nervous about what he wanted to know suddenly.

"I am honored and beyond thrilled that you have agreed to my offer.... But... Why did you agree?"

It was important for him to understand the reasoning behind this huge shift in her behavior. He's watched her enough times to know, she didn't care to make friends. Her walls rivaled his in many ways. And yet here they were discussing if he could spank her or not.

So... Why him? Why say yes to him even if it wasn't for a relationship, but he'd suspected that this little adventure they were about to embark on was as close to a relationship she's ever been into.

Natalia asked herself this very question many times over the weekend. As a matter of fact since he proposed his offer, she was stunned that she didn't punch him right where he sat, dunk the rest of the cake on his head and took her leave. Instead, she sat there dumbfounded, panting from the best orgasm she had ever experienced to date by just using his fucking fingers, and she knew there was no way she could say no.

She took her time to think about it, but she knew the answer the second he'd asked.

So why did she say yes?

Whatever was going on with her she didn't understand it. All she knew was the fact that just seating next to him, and inhaling his scent into her, made her feel more than she's felt in...well...ever.

She needed this.

Needed....... Him.

Fuck.

She needed him.

"You" She answered reluctantly with her head down. "Don't ask me why because I don't know... But it's because it is you."

He reached out, and place her hair behind her ear to see her face better. She had straightened her hair out. They were now silky smooth and reached just above her waist. She was stunning of course, but he missed her unruly gorgeous curls. He was very much looking forward to burying his face in them, pulling on them while fucking her ass.

By the way, one more thing they will need to talk about.

He took her chin and lifted it up so she could look up at him with her beautiful hazel eyes.

God, everything about this woman was near perfection for him.

What in the world was going on?

But that wasn't important yet. What was important right now was her answer to his question which warmed his forgotten cold heart.

Yea it was definitely beating again.

"Thank you for you honesty ma belle." He grazed her bottom lip with his thumb and like moth to a flame, her tongue darted out of her parted lips and took a taste. He shuttered at the contact and let out a chesty groan.

"Shall we go now Ms. Natalia? I am suddenly starving."

She looked down at his half eaten plate of food in front of him, and understood immediately what he was implying. She felt her ears getting hot, and had to squeeze her thighs a little tighter together.

"Yes please.... Sir?"

He smiled and nodded really pleased at her.

Yes....she was indeed perfect.

He threw some cash on the table, leaving behind more than a generous tip. Stood up and helped her out of her chair like the gentleman he was, offered her his elbow which she happily slipped her arm in and made their way to his car.

"You will be staying with me at my place, for the three weeks... Would that be OK with you? And of course you will have your own room."

"I'll need to pick up a few things at home then."

"Don't worry." he said opening up her door for her and making sure she was well situated in the car before walking around and getting behind the wheel. "I can easily get you whatever you need.. I can't wait any longer Ms Natalia."

"She could feel herself getting wet and the heat rising on her cheeks. The thought of having such an obviously powerful man so filled with need for her was the best aphrodisiac she stumbled upon.

He put on his seat belt and started the car.

" And to be honest with you Ms. Natalia... You won't be needing much clothes anyways." He says with a smirk and a wink.

Yup she was in trouble.

Delicious trouble.