The Accountant

Chapter 19 On Your Belly The General Alec Mature Content 18+

"Put me down!" The beautiful doctor tried to wiggle out of his hold. A useless feat. She was almost half

his weight and half his whit at this point. Not a fucking chance.

To let her know how angry and impatient he was, he smacked her soft ass cheek. The sound a balm to

his restless soul. She immediately quieted down.

"That's only a taste of what's to come, Dr. Hope," he promised in a hardened voice. What he felt next

surprised him.

It was so subtle but it's there. She shivered delicately and he felt her inhale sharply. Prickly

goosebumps on her arms and expose legs --an indication that she wanted what's to come --craved it--

the punishment waiting for her.

It's about damn time! To his left, the tzar was having a heated argument with his woman and the mafia

princess was being scolded within an inch of her life by Aunt Tatiana. Good.

Ah, they have a few hours to spare. He knew Dominic and Beau will have a lot to talk about and will

probably end up in the same situation as him and his girl. He wouldn't miss this for the world.

With his delicious cargo, he headed to one of the bedrooms on the second floor.

"Where are you taking me, Alec?" She asked with an uneasy voice. Slightly slurred because of too

many margaritas.

Punishment would have to be served first and after that --he had special plans for them. It was way

overdue. He kept quiet and planned. Ignoring her protests and curses, he occupied the first empty

room he found. Bingo!

His hands automatically locked the door behind them and without preamble, he tossed his Lizzie on the

feather-soft king size bed. She instinctively tried to get out of the wobbling mattress to put distance

between them.

He smirked when she lost her balance and she landed flat on her back. That's what he wanted. Later.

Her current position will make it easier.

She cursed at him again. Her eyes blazing in outrage. "You can't do this, Alec!"

"I can and I will," he answered arrogantly, shrugging out of his black leather jacket and he removing his

holster with his Colt attached to it.

In a practiced maneuver, before she can scramble out of the bed, he had her delectable body on his

lap. Facedown, her sweet ass in the air begging for his hand. She shrieked and squirmed, trying to get

out of his firm hold.

He groaned at the feel of her soft belly on the throbbing dick. Shit! Not yet.

"Let me go, Alec," The doctor tried once more. Still breathless. He scoffed, knowing she couldn't see.

"Never, Lizzie. Be a good girl and let me." His whispery deep voice made her shiver.

There's a probable chance, she will regret this in the morning, however, he was 100 percent sure she

wanted THIS as much as he did.

Damn! The tiny skirt she was wearing left little to the imagination. It bunched on her rounded hips,

leaving her cute behind with a tiny white silk thong uncovered.

Peaches and cream. Yum! With trembling fingers, he gently caressed the exposed flushed skin. His girl

stiffened at his touch and tried to suppress her twitching but he caught on.

Too late, honey.

"Alec!" She whimpered then moaned. Incredibly aroused.

A firm rough palm went down on her right asscheek making her curse in outrage. "Stay still honey or..."

"Damn you, Alec!" She wailed. Squirming again. Fuck! She's killing him.

His palm went down twice more and he admired the red prints it had made on her smooth skin. With

rough hands, he caressed the sting away. She squirmed once more and her belly pressed more firmly

on his hard dick. His balls were so tight he felt like roaring. Soon. He promised himself.

"Stop moving," he growled and held her more tightly. The control he was exerting to hold on to was at

the end of its tether.

She went absolutely still on his lap --finally realizing-- where half of her soft body laid. "Breathe, honey. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

I promise you will enjoy your punishment."

The throbbing erection in between his lap begged to be buried deep inside this woman.

She had played hard to get even though she wanted him too. No more. Tonight, was the time to finally

claim her.

This erotic spanking has become a catalyst for what's to come.

"Count, honey." He hissed in excitement. Her skin was flushed and there's a wet spot on the crotch of

her thongs. Damn! "Do it now, Lizzie."

"Fuck you, Alec!" Tough female. He grinned this time. Appreciating her tenacity.

"Yes. We will do that later, honey. But let's get this over with first."

"No!"

"Really? Since you refuse to count, let's make it 30 then?"

"You are insane!"

"Yes. I am crazy for you, doctor." She tilted her chin defiantly towards him. Fury and desire spitting from

her eyes. Good! His doctor was not afraid of him. He wanted it that way forever.

"I don't understand you," Her beautiful green eyes were fathomless and filled with questions.

"You do. Do you know why I'm pissed off and had to punish you?" She shook her head in confusion.

Yeah, she really had no idea. "Lizzie Hope, you are mine and I hate it when you have an idiot, steroid

overdosed dude, who was almost naked by the way, dancing so intimately with you!"

She gasped and pinned him with her cat's eyes. "None of your damn business, Alec."

That's definitely a wrong thing to say --a savage growl came out of his lips and spank her cute behind

until both cheeks were red, ignoring her outbursts gradually turning to low whimpering moans.

The anger spurring him had subsided --replaced with burning lust. He hasn't had another woman since

he met her and blue balls had been his constant state whenever she was around. Tonight, that will

change.

He yanked the flimsy material covering her crotch. She was dripping anyway. And his cock was so hard

he could cut glass.

"Fuck you, Alec! It hurts." She cried and gave him her full weight.

"I know, honey. Punishment is over. Let me make it up to you." He had to tend to her first before giving

in to their needs. Gently laying her face down on the soft bed, he kissed both her burning cheeks and

left her to go to the bathroom.

Since this was a hotel, there must be a generic lotion somewhere. His eyes scanned the open

cabinets.

Found it! Time to take care of his doctor.

She was in the same position when he returned. Good girl! He appreciated it that she didn't do

anything further to aggravate him.

"We have to go down." She mumbled on the pillows, her voice quivering.

"No, we don't. The tzar will be busy just as I am and wouldn't want to be disturb." The soft bed dipped

from his weight, she tried to get up, he pinned her down with his muscled forearm. "Stay still, doc."

For once, she obeyed without question. Satisfied, he began to remove his combat boots, loosened his

shirt from his black jeans, and unbuckled his belt.

With practiced ease, he settled behind her, his hard thighs on either of her creamy and rounded ones.

His heated gaze raked her back. The upper part still covered in her sorry excuse of a dress and the

lower half bare for his hungry gaze, from the small of her back to the long sweep of her legs and every

delectable inch in between.

It would be so easy to pull his zipper down and impale his hard cock in her pink and moist pussy. What

stopped him was her cute derriere --on fire from his punishment. He heaved a heavy sigh. Patience.

He squirted the unscented lotion on the reddish splotch on her peaches and cream skin, she tried to

protest, making him press his hand firmly on the curve of her ass. As tender as he could manage with

his roughened palms, he spread the cold remedy.

"Alec," Lizzie moaned. Hands clutching the bedsheets so tightly, it was in danger of ripping off.

"Shhh, honey. I promise to make it all better." His breathing grew heavier and his voice deeper.

One thing was for sure come morning. Lizzie will be all his.

"Alec..." It was a mere whisper, not of protest but of her underlying need for this. He needed her just as

much...it was just that...

"Lizzie. You are killing me, baby. Tell me the truth, one last chance. Do you want me?" Fuck! He should

be canonized for this. He was no fucking saint, far from it. He should just take her. Lizzie's arousal filled

the air and he knew beyond a doubt she would be willing enough.

For the first time in his life, Alec wanted to be chivalrous. Pussy! Playing the fucking gentleman after all

the pussies he had since he was 16.

Lizzie was not another cunt he wanted to sink into to wet his cock. He wanted to keep her. Forever.

She turned to face him slowly, her green depths searching his. Tentatively, she caressed his lean

cheek. "I want you. Make me forget."

Before she could finish her sentence, he was crushing his lips to hers. Kissing her hungrily. His tongue

invading her sweet cavern. She was hot. And soft. So soft.

Cupping her jaw, he angled his head so he could kiss her deeper. Her moans spurring him on. Her

small hands raked his back, he groaned, broke their heated exchange, and removed his shirt.

Hovering above her, her sweet body on the cloudy cushion, he watched her with hooded eyes. She

was breathing deeply, her breasts heaving, mesmerizing him. Her hands splayed on his chest, dainty

fingers tangled on the mat of hair, caressing his taut muscles down to his abs. Back and forth.

Alec closed his eyes, savoring her touch. "Lower." He whispered brokenly. Never had he been this

aroused with a mere simple touch from a woman.

At the tentative touch of her cup hands to his throbbing erection behind his jeans, he swore. Fuck!

Wrong request. He gripped her hands and pinned them above her head.

"Let me, Alec." She complained, trying to escape from his firm hold. He can't. He would lose control

and he didn't want to hurt her with rough fucking.

"Later." He kissed her pout away while with one hand he ripped her silk dress. His darkened eyes

feasted on her breasts, his mouth watered. The transparent material of her bra barely covered the soft

and firm mounds and hard pink nipples. He scanned her dewy skin. Smooth and soft down to her

shaved pussy. "Fuck! You are so beautiful, Lizzie."

"Please," she whispered. Her cat's eyes on his lips. Fuck it! He will take time exploring next time.

Swallowing his curse, he got up from the bed and removed his pants and boxers, leaving him

completely bare for her hungry perusal of his toned and heavily muscled body.

Her gaze reached his pulsing cock nestled on the thick bush at the apex and she gulped hard. Panic

was written all over her face. He smirked.

"Don't worry, honey. It will fit perfectly." He murmured, settling his body on top of hers, his palm

spreading her creamy thighs wider so he could lay in between.

Beneath his hungry gaze, her pink nipples pebbled tightly. His lips curved. Bracing his arms on either

side of her shoulders, he dipped his head and rained kisses on her dainty jaw down to her neck. Lizzie

arched her back wanting more, murmuring her approval.

Her warm skin touched his hard chest and he hissed in delight. He sucked her skin in response,

marking her, his territory.