The Frenchman's Revenge (37 page)

Chapter
17

“
Bai
, stop
it
. I’m
angry
.”

He lifted her down and held her close to him.
He tipped her
head back
so he could see her face.

“
Why
,
c
herie
,
why are you angry?
”

She flushed and tried to pull away
, angrily wiping at the tears on her face
.

“I…
I just am.
”

He snuggled up against her
,
nuzzling the sensitive places on her neck.

“
Ah
,
Elena
,
the most loved little spitfire in the world
is angry with me.
I will have to see if I can change tha
t.”

He
reached down and grabbed her bottom and
pulled her hips up against h
is groin
grinding
his hard erection between her legs.

“
No
,
Bai
, stop. T
hat’s not fair
. When y
ou ar
e
angry with me
,
you spank me
.
You hurt me.
Now when I am angry, you
expect me
to make love
!”

“
Ah
,
m
a
petite
am
our
, my spankings
are making love. You
love me to spank
you
and I love doing it.
Mm hmm, just seeing th
e
se soft pale cheeks get pink
and then red and hot.
Ah,
oui
!”

He slipped his hands under her blouse
, his fingers inside her chemise
,
pulling gently at her nipples.

“Bai, stop!”

“
Ah
,
cherie
,
I think I know what is wrong.
Your breasts are swollen, look,
ma petite
,
look at your nipples.
They are hard. Mm
m
, I need to tend to
these
, help you with this
problem
.
Here,
bebe
, we will take off this lovely blouse and put it here,
”
he tossed her blouse to the
floor
and slid his hands under her chemise
,
cupping her voluptuous breasts in both hands.

“
Bai, for God
’
s sake
,
anyone could come in
.”

“
Perhaps
,
mon amour
,
but the most important thing is to make you feel better.
Mm hmm
.
This must feel good, when I pinch your nipples like this, yes?
Ah, so hard, so tight.
I
think I need to suck on them to give you relief, yes?
”

Elena moaned and tried to push his hands away

“
You need more relief,
amour
?
I know
,
t
his
skirt is
too
tight on your slender hips,
oui
?
”

He unbuttoned her skirt and pushed it to the floor
,
leaving her
dressed only
in her lacy chemise, her scanty drawers and knee high lizard boots
.

“
Bai, stop, now.
I…I am angry…
”

He cupped her bottom in both hand
s
,
gently separating her cheeks
,
and worked his fingers up inside
the crack teasing the sensitive pucker
of her ass
through the silky fabric of her drawers
.

“Oh God, oh my God!
”
She
shrieked
. “
What are you doing
?
Ba
i
,
stop
!
I’m afraid someone
will come in.”

Bai knew that Nianzu locked the door behind him when he left and would ensure that no one enter
ed
the dojo. .

“
Ah
,
cherie
,
if they do they will see that I am trying
to understand
why you are angry and
h
ow I
am trying to h
elp.
Let’s see, w
e have determined that your
nipples need
to be sucked, correc
t?”

Elena moaned and trembled
,
her face flushed

Bai murmured in her ear as he nipped and bit at the
sensitive
place on her neck.

“
Ah
cherie,
do you know how sexy you are?
What you look like dressed only in this lacy chemise, your
outrageous
drawers and of course
these sexy boots
?

“
Christ
,”
he groaned
. “
I love these boots.
”

“
Bai, please
…
please
..
.
”

“
Shh, shh,
bebe,
look
. Y
ou
r
breasts are full, your nipples tight. Let’s get rid of
this
!”

He
ripped her chemise down the middle,
shoved it over her arms
,
and tossed it on the floor
,
baring her breasts to his hungry eyes and mouth.

“T
here, yes
,
God yes.
That’s better isn
’t
it
,
amour
?
”

She was trembling now
,
pushing his hands
away
,
then pu
lling them back
.
He smiled at her confusion
, her uncertainty
,
and moved on to her drawers.

“
Ah
,
bebe,
we have
a similar
problem with your drawers.
Look at this
,
mon
amour
.
He
slipped his hand inside her drawers and
rubbed his fingers against her slit coating them in her juices
. He pulled them out
and held
his slick fingers
in front of her face.

She cried out and pressed up against up
h
is thigh
,
wanting to ride him
.

He rubbed his fingers on her mouth smearing her lips and tongue with her
juices
,
then thrust his tongue in her month
,
moaning a
s he licked
her cream off
her lips.

“
Mon
Dieu
,
cherie
,
this taste!
I would die for it.
But just
as
your breasts, your nipples
w
an
t
to be free
; y
our pussy is
crying, weeping to be free.”

“
Bai, stop
,
no, no
. D
on’t take them off…
”

The
words stuck in her throat as gave a quick twist and ripped
her drawers
free.

“
But
cherie
, is that fair? To let your breasts lift
up
like this to my mouth
,
but keep your little pussy covered.
Non,
n
on
,
my darling,
have mercy on your sweet cunt.
”

“
Oh my God
,
Bai
,
what if someone comes in… and
…
I told you
…
I don’t want…
”

She
stopped
,
her words
dissolving
in
a hard groan as he pushed his fingers
deep in her pussy.

He picked her up in his arms and carried her over to the padded sparring mat and laid her on the floor.
In quick order
,
he shrugged out of his
shirt
and kicked off his boots
. He yanked her boots off, tossing them aside with a groan. Gazing at her naked body his
cock throbbed
with predatory lust.

She was
clinging
to his neck and arching her hips up to his murmuring
, “N
o, no, Bai, not here, not now.
”

“
Elena, I have a problem,
in truth I believe that WE have a problem.
Something is wrong with my English
--
or perhaps it is a problem with yours
.”

She was writhing on the ground clutching at his hips.

“
C
herie
,
this is what I mean.
When you say no you mean yes
.
When you say yes you mean no
.
When I touch you on your breasts, pull on your nipples like this, bite them—
oui
, like that
! B
ut what do you say
when
they are hard and long
and
aching
to be sucked?
You say,
‘
No Bai, don’t
,
Bai
’
.
”

She
moaned
a deep throaty sound and arched up
,
frantically pushing her nipples closer to his mouth.

“A
nd look at your cunt,
bebe
.
It is crying out for my touch
,
for my lips
;
I think perhaps for my big cock? Yes,
petite
amie
?
B
ut listen to you
,
‘N
o, no
,
Bai. You mustn’t
’
.
”

He was smiling, running his hands over her trembling
,
shuddering body. Then he
lay
beside her and rested on on
e
elbow
,
looking down at her flushed face, her lush swollen mouth
,
but also saw the tears in her eyes, the
wet
stain
s
on her
hot
cheeks.

“
But first
,
bebe
, before I make passionate love to you
, you
need to tell me what caused these, what
made
these angry, sad tears on your beautiful face
?
”

S
he buried her face in his shoulder a
s
a
sob
wracked her body.

“
Ah
,
cherie
.
Non,
non
.
Th
is
won’t do.
I can’t have my beautiful
bebe
crying in my arms.