frustrations

Quinn was in a fowl mood. These games with Tijgerian had left him frustrated and short tempered and he still had to figure out how to apologize to Vincent about this morning. He had not deserved to be snapped at. Quinn had told him to take down the painting, and had not said what to do with it. As the caretaker of the house, he was within his rights to do what he did, but Quinn had snapped at him and now was regretting it. He needed to make it up to him somehow. He knew just who to call for ideas. As he dialed the phone, a hopeful smile crossed his lips.

"....Batharoy Estates, how may we be of service to you?"

"Yes, I am wanting to treat my manservant for a weekend. Things have been tense around here but he has done an excellent job of maintaining decorum. What kind of weekend indulgence packages do you have running currently?"

"Well..we have three programs running right now. One is for single occupants, for with we provide a companion suiting their tastes...the other two are for couples. Which will your man be traveling as?"

"Probably as a couple. He has a little helper that has stayed around far longer than needed and they seem to be spending a lot of time together."

"If I may be so bold, Sir. Perhaps you would prefer to simple arrange a couple's suite and let them choose the package they prefer?"

"Actually that is a great idea. Why don't we set...."

He heard the phone click off and blinked.

"Hello?"

He looked over at the phone and followed the slender arm up to see Tijgerian's smug look as she glared down at him, her hand still pressing the switch on the phone.

All week she had been teasing him, tempting him and not delivering. His frustration grew and so did her glee. She was frustrated too, but satisfied that she was gaining the upper hand again. John Quinn would not get to fuck her again until SHE said so, and when it happened, she would decide when, where and how. She...was in control, not him. She had just finished a workout in the gym that Vincent had showed her to, feeling a bit on the playful side after getting some of her pent up energy out, she proceeded down the hallway towards his office.

It had been quite amusing to see him so on edge all week, yelling at Tolvin, Vincent and the other help. They all looked to her for answers and all she did was shrug. She knew she was getting to him after he threw the vase against the wall when she denied him in the kitchen last night. She wondered how far she could push him. Stepping into his office, she saw his chair turned and his back to the door. He was on the phone, the phone cord stretched. Quietly, she slipped in and closed the door. Pressing her index finger to the button that hung up the phone, she grinned and waited for him to turn around in his chair, taking in her appearance. Her shirt was fully open, her body glistening with a light layer of sweat.



"Hope it wasn't an important call....no, not really. I don't really care." She lifted her finger and moved around the desk, taking in his appearance. His casual dress button down shirt and dress slacks always did look good on him. The first three buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned and showing off his olive skin that she wanted to see more of. She ran her fingernail along his jaw and tilted her head. "Having a bad week?"

He blatantly looked her over, knowing she was just here to tease him again, undressing her in his mind. He knew every inch of her and made a mental list of everything he would like to do to her right now, both sexual and otherwise, but knew she was here to play again. She had been doing it all week and it was testing his patience. He pulled back from her touch and flashed her a wicked grin, letting his imagination throw images in his mind.

"You seem in a whimsical mood today, Tijgerian. Was there something you wanted, or just here for your nightly game?"

She grinned more when he used her full name, cocking a brow as she leaned in closer to him, resting her hands on the arms of his chair. "Nightly game?" She smirked and ran her tongue over her lips very slowly as her eyes raked him over. "If I had to guess, I'd say you sounded a bit....tense." She pushed up and walked around his chair, moving to stand behind him. "Here, let me help you with that." She placed her hands on his shoulders and began to rub the muscles and tendons there. Feeling his muscles tense under her hands made her grin more. Her small hands running down his shoulders, onto his chest and back up again. Slowly, feeling his tense body under her touch. "So tense..."

He hated that he was enjoying it, but he could not bring himself to push her hands away. He let out a small sigh as her hands worked at the muscles in his shoulders, enjoying her closeness and the scent that was washing over him. He could tell she had been working out, and grinned softly at the scent of sweat mixing with her personal scent. It was a delicious combination. He leaned back in the chair as she ran her hands over him, trying to not think about all the games she had been playing.

Her hands moved back down his broad chest, slipping one of her hands into his shirt to feel his bare skin beneath it. She rubbed softly and slowly at first, then drug her nails teasingly across his skin, up towards the opening in his shirt. Once her hand slipped out, she moved back to stand in front of him and placed her hands back on the arm rest. "I haven't been very nice to you this week have I?" She chuckled. "Should I apologize?" She grinned and by the look on his face, he was getting more and more frustrated.

Before he could answer her, she grabbed his shirt on both sides of the opening and pulled him to stand. Looking into his eyes, she slowly unbuttoned the rest. "You and I both know I won't...so we can just skip that part."

He grinned when she pulled him to his feet. He took advantage of the moment, grabbing her shirt and pulling her in, kissing her fiercely. As he kissed her, he slipped his hands inside she shirt, running his nails over her skin, teasing her like she had been teasing him.

She grinned against his lips and pushed him back from her, shaking her head. "Patience, John....only patience is rewarded." She never took her eyes off of him as she moved forward, guiding him to walk backwards until she reached the chaise lounge in the corner of the room. She pressed a finger to his chest and gave a command. "Sit."

He grinned as she took control. He let her. He was curious how far this new game would go. She pushed him back to the lounge chair and told him to sit. He laughed and stood in front of the lounge, a look of challenge in his eyes. He wanted her to get aggressive. He missed the power struggle more than he wanted to admit.

She cocked a brow when he remained standing, a grin on his face. She narrowed her eyes a bit and stepped back. Slowly, she let her shirt fall from her shoulders to the ground. All that remained were her bra, underwear and sweatpants. "Sit....or nothing more comes off." She threatened him.

He smirked as she spoke, then unbuttoned his shirt, leaving it on, and relaxed on the lounge chair. He chuckled slightly at her expression as he laid back, blowing her a kiss playfully.

She watched him unbutton the last two buttons on his own shirt and take a seat. Very good, he could be obedient. She ran her tongue over her lips and moved forward, straddling his lap as she lifted herself a bit so she was looking down into his eyes. She rubbed herself against him and felt that he was semi aroused. She barely touched him as she rubbed against him, speaking low and seductively.

"It was such....a nice workout. I feel so...relaxed. So....hot....so.....so very hot, John." She reached behind her to lift her hair from her neck, making a show for him.

He could feel himself reacting to her movements and her closeness. He grinned back at her as she teased him. He could hear the heat in her voice as she spoke.

"It was such....a nice workout. I feel so...relaxed. So....hot....so.....so very hot, John."

He grinned an growled low, looking directly in her eyes as she played with her hair...

Her teasing was working as he grew harder beneath his pants. She let her hair drop and moaned a bit, feeling him grow against her. She slowly moved from his lap and hooked her thumbs in her waistband. Wiggling her hips side to side a few times, she slipped her white yoga pants off and stepped out of them easily. She stood before him like the vision in white, bra and boy shorts to match. She kicked her pants to the side and slowly knelt down before him, placing her hands on his knees as she spread his legs apart. Running her hands up his thighs, she continued to watch him. Hearing his low growls, she knew he was turned on and ready for her. But she would say when....and she had to make him understand that she was in control. Reaching his zipper, she slowly lowered it and reached inside to wrap her hand around him. Grinning, she watched his reaction.

As she shimmied out of her pants, he began to understand a bit more of the game she wanted to play. He could let her play things her way for now. He just needed to be patient. His time to take control would come soon enough, but letting her feel in control would suit his purposes just fine for now. As her hands slipped into his pants, her fingers wrapping around him, he let out a sigh and smiled. He let his eyes slowly close part way without loosing sight of her. He flexed a bit, making himself throb in her hands.

She felt him throbbing in her hands and licked her lips. He was practically begging with the look he was giving her. Oh, but she couldn't make it too easy. He had to work for it. She slowly moved up and down his shaft and knew that all weak of torturing him had taken its toll. She lifted herself onto her knees and looked up at him with hooded eyes. She knew what he was expecting, but he wouldn't get it that easily.

She ran the tip of her tongue along the small slit at the top to taste the clear droplet that had escaped. Licking her lips slowly, she watched him. Holding onto his shaft, she slowly ran the tip of her tongue around the head and moaned a bit. She pulled back and looked at him, grinning. "Very tasty."

She released his shaft and decided to push him further. She pushed herself up and moved slowly across the room, her back to him as she looked over her shoulder. Making small talk, she decided to pick on him. "Such a shame about the vase, I heard Vincent really liked it. And Tolvin....did he really deserve to be yelled at about that report." She tsked and shook her head as she reached the coat rack where a tie hung. She slipped it off and twisted it around her hands, turning to face him. She now stood at the other end of the room, slowly stepped forward as she watched his reaction to her bringing up his frustrations.

His eyes rolled back as she teased him slowly, his head fell back as he enjoyed her actions. When she released him, and walked away, he rolled his eyes. This seemed to be just a new level of her games. She walked across the room, picking up his tie and playing with it. She playfully scolded him for his frustrations which she had caused, and he listened.

"Perhaps I was a bit harsh, though Tolvin did deserve it. He has been distracted as of late and is still keeping a secret from me. Apparently he had a run in during training with someone who got too aggressive and cracked his ribs."

He watched as she slowly walked back towards him. The cool air of the room was having a negative effect on him but he smiled, imagining her fixing the problem.

She listened as he spoke and tried not to let her body language change to give him any indication that she was the person who hurt Tolvin. She grinned as she moved back to where he sat. "Oh he'll heal. Leave him be." She took his wrists and tied them well, grinning as she looked into his eyes.

Once his hands were secure, she got back to her knees and began running her hands along the top of his thighs. Teasing him further, she wrapped her hand around him and stroked as she ran her tongue around the tip.

He grinned when she tied his wrists and began teasing him again. His head fell back as she returned to licking him. He looked down to her, feeling himself harden again from her actions as he felt a soft growl coming from his throat. He flexed his hands but kept them where they were as he watched her.

She continued her teasing until she finally took him fully into her mouth. She sucked hard as she slid her mouth up and down his shaft, tasting him, watching him, feeling him throb against her tongue. She slowly came back up and nibbled at bit at the head. She increased her speed this time, sucking harder. The sounds he made caused her to stop and grin, pushing herself to her feet. She reached behind her and unsnapped her bra, letting it fall from her shoulders and down her arms. Hooking her thumbs in her panties, she swayed her hips side to side as she slid them down until she was completely naked before him.

She could see him throb with anticipation and pondered her next move. Slowly, she positioned herself above him on his lap. She moved herself along his shaft, not allowing him entrance, only teasing him with how wet she was for him. She would say when...and she would say how. This was her taking control back.

He grinned as she slowly sucked on him, letting his head fall back as he enjoyed the feeling. He felt his breath catch as she took him fully into her mouth. When she finally pulled back, he watched as she gave him a private strip-tease. When she straddled him, he grinned, thinking he knew what she was going to do. She instead surprised him and his head fell back as she slid along his shaft over and over. He heard a slight groan slip from his lips as he tried to maintain self control.

She continued to slide up and down his shaft, her clit swelling with each move she made. She watched his reactions and decided to play with him. "I had such a great work out. I should probably shower, right?" She grinned and waited to see what he would do.

When he looked up at her, she could tell he was getting angry. Before a word left his mouth, she lowered herself onto his shaft and let him fill her completely. "Mmmm, a shower...I feel so....dirty." She chuckled a bit seductively.

He let his eyes close as she teased him, sliding along his shaft over and over. When she pulled away, his eyes snapped open in annoyance. When she talked about leaving for a shower, his hands flexed in their bonds in frustration, then his eyes went wide when she impaled herself on him. Her laughter sounded positively wicked and he grinned, looking into her eyes. He thrusted his hip up, pushing deeper into her.

Feeling him thrust up, she stopped moving. She gave him a glare and shook her head slowly. "Oh no, not this time...alpha" She felt him continue to throb inside of her and rolled her hips forward then back, feeling him slid inside and out very slowly. She increased her pace just a little but stopped moving all together when he moaned. She knew he was so close, she knew all the teasing had been enough to make him last minutes if that. And she was enjoying every...second.

"Oh no, not this time...alpha"

He grinned as she spoke softly. Fine, he was getting what he wanted, so let her play at having control. She had already spoken the fact that she saw him as alpha, so he could let her hold the illusion of control. He did not try to hold back when he moaned, feeling her stop a moment and seeing the pride of victory in her eyes. When she began moving again, he let her guide the action, simply settling for enjoying the ride. He knew he was not going to last long after all this teasing but he was going to try to make it worth the wait. He felt her body milking him toward release and locked eyes with her, enjoying the pleasure that painted her face.