Chapter 15

**Amanda Hank:**

"So, what did you decide? Will you pay him what he asks?" I ask a little worried.

John was honest and talked about the problems he is facing with his previous lawyer; He is a rat without a doubt. And why his state was when he arrived at my apartment when I clearly thought without a doubt that he was ignoring me.

You can't blame me.

I wanted him to fuck me like we had agreed in the deal and I felt very insecure that he really wasn't taking me seriously in this.

It never occurred to me that he is struggling with these types of fights.

"I think it's for the best, after all, I don't want to drag this out any longer. I know that with a couple of bills it will disappear from my sight and I can recover from this." He says.

And we had already finished breakfast a while ago.

Now we are in my living room, sitting and getting comfortable in the warm atmosphere produced by the fireplace.

"He does not deserve it…"murmur irritated.

"I know not. But I'm already fed up with this bastard."

"You can not harm him somehow? Even if it's so he don't think he won the war."

"Maybe something will come to me in a moment. For now, I'll accept the condition and see how it goes." He closes his eyes and I press my lips together, saving all the insults I want to say to that idiot.

I can't stop looking at the bruise on his face.

Without avoiding it, one of my hands caressed that part of him, to which John opened his eyes instantly.

"It looks ugly.."

"Thank you…?" he smiles.

"Not you. The bruise." I clarified after letting out a laugh "Does it hurt?"

He denies.

"Not a bit. It just looks dramatic, but I'm fine, Amanda."

"Do not lie?"

John looks at me in disbelief but smiling.

"Doubt me?"

I move my hands away from him.

"Maybe... Yesterday you called me bad, when you always say I'm a good girl." She explained, acting somewhat indignant, clearly, I'm pretending. "Should I continue to believe you, sir?"

He laughs at my words.

"Do not mess with me"

Suddenly, I noticed he was a little tense.

Maybe he doesn't feel very proud of what he did last night and doesn't feel comfortable with my comments.

Not sure what he will do or what is happening in his mind, he looks at me somewhat sadly.

"Can I ask you something, Amanda?"

"Of course it is?"

He takes my hands and brings them to his mouth to plant a kiss on them.

"Can you please forgive me for what happened between you and me last night and my lack of attention towards you as my submissive?" His voice intoxicates my brain and I almost faint.

It's the first time I've seen him being so honest and transparent with me, although I think it's the first chance he's been able to show this side of him.

"Of course I forgive you, it was just a misunderstanding at the time. After all, you had your reasons." I said with compression and smiled at him.

I see him deny and I freeze.

"It was no justification, Amanda, not to justify my stupidity as your master."

"It's okay. Don't worry, I understand. Really." i claimed.

He stares at me trying to find something in my face, when he can't, his eyes slide towards my mouth. And I almost smiled at the desire that flashed too clearly in his eyes.

"You know you have the right to punish me, right?"

"I know, sir."

"You will do it?"

"Maybe... Yes, maybe I'll get around to it."

"Now?"

I deny, smiling like a girl.

"I think I'll use it to my advantage later, no problem right?"

"You decide when to do it, beautiful"

How I missed hearing this word leave his lips.

"What's wrong with you looking at me so much?" I dare to ask.

"I want to kiss you." He admits without shame.

I lick my lips and watch him do the same with his.

"And what's stopping you, sir?"

"That's not all I want to do to you, princess." He says before looking into my eyes one more time.

A flame lights up between my legs. This is what I wanted.

"Oh, and what else do you want to do to me, sir?" I ask, playing a little innocently. "You can tell me, I know how to keep secrets." I wink at him.

"And how about I show it to you, would you be happy, you little naughty girl?"

"Everything you do will make me happy, sir. There is no doubt about that."

And as if it were a green flag.

John takes hold of my lips with such desire that it almost makes me have a premature orgasm.

His hands and mine soon grab our bodies to join us in an attempt to unleash a lustful clash of skins, unfortunately, we still have a barrier that prevents it.

But not by much.

My clothes slowly disappear at a pace that tortures my entire body and he seems firm in making me feel sorry for everything that has happened between us, even though he has no obligation.

That makes something burn inside me, demanding to be released by him.

His kisses defend my neck and one of his hands takes care of my tits.

I let out a moan in his ear and he squeezes my tits even more. Which becomes a little painful, but largely pleasurable.

"Your moans are a delight."

"Your hands are great, sir."

He kisses me again and I notice that his hand makes a straight path to my vagina. And god, he takes care of making me suffer a little by not going straight to touching my clitoris.

"Sir... please touch me..." I ask, knowing that it is what I really long for.

"We're just getting started, why hurry, sweetie."

His lips stick to my tits and he concentrates on just giving them attention. My moans slowly grow as he tortures my poor skin.

When he appears bored with them, his mouth moves down my abdomen to my privacy.

"Do you want me to suck your vagina, Amanda? Is that what you want, beautiful"

Your question shouldn't make my hair stand on end and excite me at the same time. I shouldn't feel like I'm about to explode just hearing his beautiful, husky, manly voice.

"Yes, sir. That's what I want."

And in the slowest way possible, John plays with my vagina and the stability of my legs.

His tongue plays with my clitoris and his fingers penetrate me mercilessly.

The moans leave my mouth shamelessly and I begin to feel spasms through my body.

He decides to grant me a little compassion for my overstimulated state and helps me reach my highest point of pleasure.

My body begins to shake until I am released in a splendid orgasm.

"I can't describe how magnificent your body looks after an orgasm." He says after I recover.

"Thank my Lord." I say and my eyes go to his crotch as if it were a prisoner. "Do you want help with that, sir?"

"Since you insist, I won't refuse to feel your pretty mouth on my penis." He says before kissing me and sitting me on his lap "I'm all yours, precious."