Taming The Las Vegas Playboy

Stefan couldn't hold anymore. He pulled her to lie down on the bed, widened her legs and thrust his whole length in and worked his way up the heaven in less than a minute. He lay on top of her, breathing hard and heavy.

"Oh, my God. You've drained all my energy."

He accused her and planted a kiss on her neck. They both were quiet for a moment then Stefan flipped off her slim body. He spread himself next to her and pulled her into his arms.

"Aren't you hungry?" Wirata asked with a sleepy voice and her eyes closed.

"Hm, yes, I am. Still not full yet. But I want to have a break for ten minutes and then I'll eat you again."

"Are you crazy? I mean food, not, um, sex."

Wirata could not believe her ears. She opened her eyes and stared at the lustful man. His face was still handsome and had sweat on his temples and his nose.

"Let's go to eat. ... It's midnight. I am so tired." She said.

Stefan looked at the sleepy eyes. She looked like a little girl now. The smile lit up his face and he bent down to put a kiss on her forehead. Reached out to snatch a towel to clean between her legs and himself. Then he flipped quickly to get off the bed.

"Such a baby, you are. I'll carry you out. "

He said in a good-mood voice. Dragged her up put her in her robe and he put his on, tied the strap on his waist loosely. Then he carried her up in his arms and walked out of the bedroom straight to the kitchen.

In the kitchen. He put her down. Wirata looked at the food on the counter. Her clothes and his clothes were still on the floor. She blushed and hurried to pick them up to put on a chair. Then she walked to the counter as he went to the sink to wash his hands. He walked back to stand next to her and smiled in amusement of her red face.

"The food's gone cold. I'll warm it up in the microwave. "

She told him and lifted the dishes to warm in the microwave one by one.

"You sit down. I'll do it."

He ordered and pushed her out of his way. Wirata shrugged, if he wanted to do it, so she would let him. She walked to the fridge and brought juice out with two glasses and went to sit at the table. It was good to have his service, wasn't it?

Stefan brought food to put on the table. Wirata poured the juice into the glasses. They started eating. Wirata put king prawn on his plate and he put mushroom on hers.

"Mushroom is good for you."

He said and then scooped king prawn into his mouth and chewed with a yummy face. Wirata knew he liked prawns. She ate the mushroom. He put more mushroom on her plate. And scooped king prawn to put on his plate.

"Why it's only me who is eating mushrooms. And you eat king prawn, that the third kind prawn."

The clear voice protested.

"Prawn is no good for you. It has got high cholesterol. You don't want a big belly."

He said his reason for having king prawns and gave her only mushrooms. Wirata shook her head in unbelieving how he could find such any reason he wanted.

"And what about you?"

Wirata asked back. She saw a corner of his mouth had some juice so she used the napkin to clean it for him and he kissed her cheek as a thank you.

"I do a lot of exercises, work out and swim almost every day. Oh, and having sex with you. So there is no way for me to get fat. Just to fuck you, it burns a lot of kilocalories already. "

He was very good at finding accuses and reasons to support his actions and behaviors. Wirata tried not to blush when he said about having sex.

"Can you speak nicely and politely?"

She made a request for his blunt words and kept eating because she was really starving.

"Why? I am speaking the truth. Why do we have to decorate our simple communication into complicated statements? I get a headache when pretending to be polite."

Stefan stared at the beautiful, reddish-looking face that looked cute and she gave him an I'm-sick-of-your-ill-mannered glare.

Stefan shrugged, scooping more king prawns. He felt amused by her cute face. He thought he could stare at her all day and all night. She was beautiful, pretty and cute. It seemed unfair to look all good like this. The handsome face smiled with his thoughts.

"Stop staring at me and eat your food quick. I'm so tired. You're not sleepy, but I'm sleepy. You're not tired, but I'm tired. "

She said with a serious voice to cover up the embarrassment of seeing him staring at her with his sparkling eyes.

"How many times have I told you that to be my woman, you've got to be tough? Tomorrow onwards, we'll go to the fitness room together. Just having sex and you complain too much. Unlike my Summer. He's tougher than you."

And now he compared her with the puppy.

Wirata felt more tired of brawling with him. So she thought she better change the topic.

"Are you going to the office tomorrow? I haven't seen you go to the office since I was here."

She said. He shrugged his shoulder.

"If there is anything important, the manager will give me a call. Or he will send the job here. Why? Are you bored of my face already? "

She already knew that he was good at translating the normal statement into a negative meaning. So she nodded.

"Yes. I am bored."

She answered immediately and she put her spoon and fork down lifted the juice to drink in a cool posture. Wirata tried not to laugh to see his eyes nearly popped out of the sockets to hear such an answer which he never expected. He put his fork and spoon down and gave her a furious look.

"Really?"

He asked only one word.

"Really."

She answered with a straight face.

"Speak carefully. Are you really bored being with me?"

The tone became more intense and his face without a smile.

"Yes. I am bored with your orders. I am not your slave and I am not used to having somebody pointing a finger, ordering me all the time. "

She started to feel fun to stir him up a little and it was working.

"When do I order you all the time?"

He asked with his face frowned as if he did not know that he was so bossy to everyone.

"Stefan ... Don't you really know that you command and order all the time?

"All the time?"

"Almost all the time." She corrected it. And he was quiet, looked as if he was thinking.

"If you forget. I am the boss here and everyone waits for me to order them. It's my job to give order. If not ordering then what do I do? "

His words made her puzzled and sighed.

"Speaking to you, I get a headache. So let's not waste time."

She gave up and cut short. If somebody unaware that he liked pointing fingers, and believe he was doing his job. What could she do? Wirata stood up and carried dished to the sink.

The tall figure stood up and helped to carry, too. After that, he helped her to wash the dishes.

"You don't have to order all the time. Asking politely instead. It will sound better and you will be more charming. Um, I mean more likable."

"I have plenty of charm already, no need to add it up."

Wirata glanced at the handsome face. He said with a serious voice. This man was indescribable and unbelievable. Sometimes he was like a kid. But most of the time he was so smart and crafty full of wits. She believed his father had raised him to be the master of the master without a doubt.

"Well, I don't like it when you just order and don't listen. For me, you are unappealing when you are pointing your finger and order people around. "

He turned and stared at her face. Wirata was surprised to see that his face was without an angry attitude, but he looked like he was thinking about what she just said.

"And when did I have charm in your eyes?"

It was a question that caused Wirata to be silent for a moment.

"I don't see a slice of it yet."

She gave him a blunt answer. He was already narcissistic and thinking highly of himself. So she would not add more chip on his shoulder.

Stefan frowned. He had no charm in her eyes? Meaning that she did not like him at all? The thought made him feel uncomfortable and did not like that he was not charming in her eyes. Stefan Mackenzie never had any woman saying things like this to him before. He never got used to hearing it.

"And what should I do?"

"What should you do what?" She asked, didn't understand his question.

"How can I be charming in your eyes?"

The dashing voice sounded a little frustrating now. Wirata nearly gave a smile of amusing out but she managed to hide it under her straight face. Now Stefan Mackenzie felt itchy under his skin because he couldn't bear to hear someone seeing him unappealing. He wasn't used to it. So she would make him itch a little more just for fun, to make herself smile before going to sleep.

"Firstly, finish washing the dishes. A man who is able to do the washing up, he will look good and very valuable to women's eyes."

She said. Wiped her hands and walked to open the fridge, picked up a yogurt pod and walked back to lean herself at the counter. She opened the lid and started to scoop it in her mouth. Stefan sent her a dark glare of knowingly but he turned to wash the dishes until finished.

"Next, a charming man in the eyes of a woman must be able to do housework. Speak politely, honors her and treat her right. Thirdly, must also be able to cook. "

Wirata said. Stefan dried his hands on the towel then walked to grab her yogurt and scooped it in his mouth. He tilted his face like a little boy when he had a dout.

"Why do I have to do housework? I have housekeepers to do it for me. Why do I have to cook? I have a five-star restaurant down below. And I have money to go to nice restaurants."

He answered and ate more of her yogurt. Then he scooped another one to feed her. She opened her mouth to accept it. He fed her and himself while Wirata was thinking.

That's right. It came to the conclusion that he had got money. What could she say?

"Next week, if you are free, can we go camping?"

Wirata asked. Perhaps, to teach a man who had everything. She might have to set up the rough location and situation to help him to learn. His eyes sparkled and he was smiling mischievously to hear it.

"That's a very good idea. I have never had sex with a woman in a tent before. I'll prepare for the equipment tomorrow." The voice was very enthusiastic.

Wirata shook and head. This lustful man never thought about anything above the navel but. Wirata ran out of words to continue. Sometimes silence seemed to be the best to fight against this tall man who was full of himself named Stefan Mackenzie.

He threw the empty pod in the bin and washed the spoon then he came back and scooped her up into his arms.

"Let's go to sleep. You said you are tired and I want to cuddle you in my arms. "

He said softly, making Wirata stared up at his face to see if he sarcastically spoke to tease her. But she only saw his nice charming smile with sincere eyes. Wirata sighed and put her arms around his neck, let him carried her back to his bedroom.