The Brit (3 page)

"Who are you speaking of Joanna? And when you're through answering that you can tell me where the hell you get off speaking to me like that."

"What...but she said.
.."

"Who the blazes is she, who are you referring to?"

"Your assistant, Melissa, her." I flung my hand in the direction of his table where she sat looking a little green all of a sudden.

"What exactly did she say to you
Joanna?"

I
stumbled over my words at first; my heart was trying to run out of my chest. Does this mean he hadn't betrayed me, that she'd lied, made the whole thing up?"

"
Joanna, talk, now."

So I told him every word
, and to say he became angry is like saying Everest is a hill. He unbuttoned the one button that had been closed on his suit jacket and held the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger. All this while I stood there not sure what I should do next. When he took his phone from his pocket and hit a button I knew something bad was about to happen.

"
Donald, void Melissa Pendleton's security clearance code, she's hereby denied all access to any Smothers holdings anywhere in the world, business and personal."

Oh shit on a fucking stick.

He hung up from that one, which I knew was his brother, he'd told me during one of our half hour breaks last night; along with telling me a little about the rest of his family.

Why did I believe her, why didn't I hold onto the memory of how sweet he was
after realizing I was a virgin? Or of the way he kept asking me about my ties here and if I'd ever thought of visiting England?

He punched in another number and I shuddered to think what was coming next.

"Scott in about an hour you'll be escorting Ms. Pendleton back to London on the Gulf Stream. She's to take a taxi from the airport, no company car; make sure she takes nothing with her but her clothing. In fact, send someone to the hotel to retrieve all pertinent Smothers’ business papers and pack up her stuff; she's not to go back to the room." He hung up the phone again as if knowing that his every word would be carried out to the letter.

Wow
, this guy was really something when riled.

"You, come with
me." He took my hand and pulled me along behind him.

I guess it was my
turn to feel the wrath of khan. I didn't know what to expect when he marched me back to his table. He stood over her for a good minute before speaking, while she fidgeted in her seat and tried her best to look confused.

"You want to tell me what the bloody hell you said to
Joanna before I got here?"

"I'm sorry, I don't think I understand."

"Cut the bullshit, what the fuck did you say?"

"
Jonathan, I can't believe that you'd take this person's word for whatever she's claiming over mine, we've been together for years."

"Correction, you've worked for me for years, our families have known each other for longer
, but we've never been together. Now what lies have you been spreading?"

"Maybe the
girl misunderstood my words..."

"Which were what exactly?"

I was about to jump in because I could see she wasn't big on the truth. I seriously contemplated decking the lying skank, but I was at work and I couldn't afford to lose my job right now.

"I don't think I lik
e the tone of this conversation; maybe we should discuss this when you're not so angry and we're alone."

"Why, so
you can lie your way out of it? You know what, never mind, I don't need to hear your side because I believe her. Scott will be here shortly with your things, you'll be heading back to London today. You're no longer welcomed on Smothers property, any of them."

"Margaret
will never allow that, she's my godmother lest you forget."

"Yeah well I'll bet
you everything I own that my mum wouldn't give you a second thought if it came down to you or her future daughter in law." I guess he was through with her because he then turned to me with a slightly less abrasive attitude; he was still pissed at me though obviously. "Get your things Joanna, we're leaving."

I think I went into shock at about the ti
me he mentioned daughter-in-law. My legs wouldn't cooperate and Jonathan had reached the end of his rope it appeared.

"I said get y
our bloody things we're leaving. I can't stand to look at this slag one minute more or I'll commit bloody murder."

Melissa seemed stuck to her seat as I came out of my trance. "I can't just leave in the middle of my shift, they'll fire me."

"You're not working anymore
, they can stuff their bloody buggering job. Now do whatever you have to do and let's get out of here."

I moved on automatic pilot, exci
ted and scared in equal measure. Could this really be happening? these things didn't happen in real life did they?

Lisa met me halfway with my bag in hand. "I heard, now go, call me whenever you're settled. I'll tell Kate that you had an emergency just in case things don't work out and you have to come back someday. Though from the looks of it he's pretty much hooked. Good luck Joanna, you deserve this always remember that." She hugged me as the tears started to gather in both our eyes.

"Are you stupid, you're really going to fall for this?"

"Back the hell off Nicole, don't listen to this jealous hag Jo, go, be happy." She pushed me back towards the waiting Jonathan who had come up behind me. I left the restaurant on a cloud with my hand in Jonathan's. If I ever woke up from this dream I'd be so mad.

JOANNA

My crazy British boyfriend (and doesn't that sound
yummy) has been moving on autopilot for the past two days and that's no exaggeration. I have no idea what has been going on. First we left the restaurant and burned rubber out of the parking lot. I started to ask him where we were going but the look he gave me suggested I keep my trap shut. I followed that silent directive thank you very much.

When we reached his apartment building
, I was practically dragged from the car, through the lobby and up to his penthouse. I guess he was really steamed because he didn't even try to cop a feel in the elevator.

Once inside the privacy of his apartment
, it was a different story though. I was stripped, literally; rough hands just tore the clothes from my body before I was pushed up against a wall, my back to his front, his teeth sunk into my neck...

One of his big hands came around and cupped me where my soreness was all but forgotten
, and by the time he pushed two of his long thick fingers inside I was a sopping mess.

I reached my hand back to touch him
, but he caught it and put it back on the wall over my head with the other one. He rubbed his hard cock against my ass teasingly, making me whine and push back, begging without words; seeking that fullness that I'd learned all throughout the night. My kitty was throbbing in need and that liquid heat was running down the inside of my legs, even as I felt the wetness on his cock head...

"You were very disrespectful to your mate, that's not allowed, ever. I'll have to punish you to ensure this never happens again." I pushed my fingers in and out of her heat, while holding her hip in place with my other hand.

"Fuck my fingers until I tell you to stop." I slapped her ass for emphasis until she moved to obey me.

"Good girl, now this is what your punishment is going to be; I'm going to fuck you, eat you, lick you and whatever else I want to, but you'll not cum, not once. Now keep your hands up there and don't move them; every time you disobey that will be an ass paddling."

Without any warning I drove my whole lengt
h into her still tight pussy from behind. She screamed and got up on her toes as I stroked hard and deep for ten thrusts, while fondling her clit. Just as she was about to peak, I pulled out.

"Kneel and service me with your mouth." I wrapped her glorious hair around my fist and took her down to her knees in front of me.

I wiped my leaky cock across her lips but kept the prize from her greedy mouth. One of the things I'd learned about my girl during our night of marathon sex was that she loved sucking my cock. Apparently she'd kept her virginity as long as she had by giving her one serious boyfriend as a teen head.

That was a subject better left alone, the thought of my baby with anyone else made me h
ave unhealthy thoughts. Didn't matter though, since her lips won't ever be on anyone else's cock ever again. Only mine, everything that she had to give was mine for the taking, and I planned on enjoying it all while giving her a life I'm sure she'd love. But first, I had to make her pay for her insubordination.

"Suck him." She opened her mouth and took me in halfway
, which was about all she could take for now. We were going to be working on that a lot, I loved having my cock sucked, so my wife was going to have to become an expert.

I pulled her hair tight as she bobbed
her head up and down on my meat. Might as well get her use to my preferences. Last night I'd been easy on her and in her, because of her innocence. But now, even that belonged to me.

"Get on your hands and knees on the rug."

She crept over to the fireplace, where a white beer skin rug laid, and with her ass in the air, waited for me to fuck her.

She
’d let me know that she'd been sore this morning, but if she hadn't told me I would've seen it for myself. She was still a little red but not as puffy as she'd been. I cleaned her up with my hanky before I dropped down behind her and licked, one long, drawn out tease. She twitched, I smacked.

"Don't move, if you move I'll bloody stop." Holding her hips securely in my hands I went in for the kill
, sending my tongue deep inside her. She pleaded with me, but I turned a deaf ear. This lesson was about control, she had to know that when it came to us, I will always be the one in control.

"Please
Jonathan, I'm sorry please, I can't..."

I nipped her inner thigh hard enough to leave a mark, she screeched but stayed still; good, she's learning already.
No words were needed.

I
took my time enjoying her taste. Her juices flowed nonstop, as I pleasured her from behind with my tongue. It was one of the most salacious positions to have her in. On her knees, pussy exposed and unprotected, just there for me to do with as I pleased. And her pussy and ass in this pose, was a thing of beauty, all flush pink and dewy with her juices.

I could spend hours just eating her out, but already there was a string of pre
-cum dripping from my cock; besides if I kept this up any longer she'd cum and that was a no no.

I left her there and
went to pour myself a stiff one. Yes, it was a bit early in the day for me, but after the afternoon I'd had I needed it. It was now very clear that Melissa had ran off quite a few prospects in the past, a lot of things made sense now.

B
ut this one she would've failed either way, because I would've never given her up. She had everything I was looking for in a wife and hadn't even known I was. Sweet, sexy, smart and innocent, and best of all, all mine. I admit to a certain degree of pleasure at the fact that no one else had ever, nor ever would have her. Just me.

"My knees hurt."

"No they don't."

I put the glass down and walked back over to her. Without saying another word I plowed into her waiting heat. She was so fucking hungry for me that even the threat of punishment couldn't deter her from moving her hips back against mine.

She was wild as she fucked back at me tryin
g her best to reach fulfillment. Just as I felt the twinges inside her that meant she was close I pulled out.

"Fuck, shit, fuck, asshole."

She got a hard smack for that, while I tried hard to control my laughter. I so do enjoy my Yank. Life was going to be fun from now on. No more boring, simpering conversations with daughters of the peerage, who seeks only to please me at every turn, as they aim shamelessly for that diamond ring.

" I don't want to play this game anymore you're being mean." She tried getting to her feet in full frustration mode.

"If you get up from that floor you'll be sorry young lady, now stay where I put you and keep your tongue behind your teeth."

"I don't understand what's going on
, is this some kind of sick British thing or what?"

"I'm sure my American brothers have taken a switch or two to the backsides of
their women when it was needed. Now that's the last I want to hear out of you." I got up and walked around in front of her.

"Now
, I'm going to tell you what's going on. You don't give a man your virginity one day and then insult him the next, especially not because of the machinations of some over imaginative slag."

"But how was I..
.?"

I pulled my belt from the pants that had been thrown to the floor and brought it down across her lower back.
Not hard enough to cause real pain, just a little bit of a sting.

"Ouch."

"I said keep your tongue behind your teeth. Now as I was saying, it was not very well done of you. Now just imagine had the tables been turned, and I had treated you to such a display huh, how would you feel...? uh uh uh, no talking unless you want an ass whipping. I'm extremely pissed at you right now Joanna, so if I were you I'd mind me, you follow?"

I didn't give her time to answer just got back behind her, this time it was my fingers I used to torture her.

She barely held still as I used one then two fingers to fuck her. Her juices were copious, which told me she'd enjoyed our little game so far. When I felt her quickening I pulled them out and pushed them in her mouth while rubbing my cock head around her opening and back up to her clit. She was crying at this point, but I wasn't done with her, not by a long shot.

"Taste yourself, taste what I taste when I eat your sweet pussy."