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molars at the
sight.
    "Sir?" the
cab driver called to get his attention. He had been staring so intently that he
forgot to get out once the car arrived. Paying his fare, he exited and went to
find Val.
    He got to the door of
his suite and experienced white, hot fury course through his veins at the
thought that she may be inside with the man he saw her with. Sliding in the room
key, he pushed the door open, only to find that the lounge was empty. He closed
the door behind him and went into the bedroom. She was her lying on the bed
watching TV. She turned to look at him in surprise.
    "Hey you, you're
home early," she said with a lazy smile.
    He didn't say
anything in return. He just looked at her, trying to gauge any nuances that
would highlight a lie. There were none, but he still felt uneasy at what he had
witnessed. He walked to the bathroom thinking that the man may be hiding
inside, but it was empty. Walking back out, he took off his suit jacket to hang
in the wardrobe. Again, his suspicions had him checking the interior, thinking
the man he saw her with may be in there, yet again, there was no one to be
found. At this point, Valerie regarded him with curiosity for his strange
behaviour and he felt a little foolish.
    "Are you looking
for something?" she asked sincerely.
    "No."
    He walked out of the
bedroom and took a seat at the work desk adjacent to the lounge which held a
view of the ocean. Val had been living with him for close to two weeks and he
didn't like her ability to get under his skin. He had been looking forward to
coming in early and ravishing her on arrival. Seeing Val with another man had
ruined his plans. He wanted to rage, punch something - preferably someone.
Unfortunately, jealousy was not a plausible excuse.
    Looking up, he saw
the subject of his angst approaching him. He felt hotter than normal and the
vein in his temple began to throb as he clenched his jaw. Her presence was
affecting him in a way he did not like and could not explain. Vlad couldn't
decide whether he wanted to fuck her or throw her out. If he got rid of her, it
would take some time to work her out of his system but he'd find a way. Her
small hands caressed his flushed face. Looking into her eyes he saw the concern
she felt – for him? He instinctively relaxed his jaw and the tension began to
thaw. In that moment, he decided he needed to fuck her, to reassert the balance
that was now weighing in her favour.
    He quickly stood up,
breaking their brief contact. Her eyebrows drew together in confusion. He
couldn't blame her. His behaviour had been bizarre from the minute he set foot
through the door. Fuck I can't think with you near me or away from me! He cupped her neck with one hand, staring down into her eyes menacingly. In the
next moment, he turned her around so that she was in front of the desk and
staring out of the window. He ran his hands up her back until they reached her
shoulders. He pushed her upper body onto the surface of the table and lifted
her dress, exposing her ass. With one hand at her back to keep her in place, he
used the other to rub her supple, round globes. She was not wearing any
underwear which would give him easy access to her core. Was the bold display
for him or someone else? The possibility that she had done this for his
pleasure had his cock beating the seam of his zip, begging to be let loose.
However, the doubt fed his growing, green monster.
    "Don't
move." He quickly unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, and pulled out
his dick. He aligned himself at her entrance and drove in with one stroke. The
hot, wet heat of her walls around his dick felt sublime. Never had he felt the
urge to dominate and possess a woman as he did now. She belonged to him and he
wanted to make sure that she didn't forget. He anchored himself by placing one
hand on the middle of her back and with the other he held onto her delicate
neck, using enough pressure to keep her head in place but not enough to hurt
her.
    His strokes