The Heartless Millionaires Unexpected Weakness

Chapter Five - She would get a damn hard spanking

Ezra’s P.O.V

I was anxiously waiting at the hotel bar for Kyla. She was late. I hate when people are late, it irks the hell out of me. If she was mine, she would get a damn hard spanking for being late. Any of the woman who I use when I need s*x and who happily let me use them know not to be late. I was getting very impatient. I was tapping my fingers against the table, my leg bouncing up and down. I am not a patient man. Yet here I am still sitting here waiting for her. This was anyone else? I would have left ten minutes ago, but her? No. I am not going anywhere until she gets here.

I hear the door open which made me lookup. And there she was. She walked in, dressed in a sexy little black dress. A dress that showed her gorgeous legs and curves off. I swallowed hard, my eyes watching her as she got closer to me. I gripped onto the edge of the table, feeling my c**k throb in my trousers. She smirked as she came towards me. She could see she was getting to me. I am sure that was her plan anyway. She had her gorgeous blonde locks falling in loose waves over her shoulders.

“Hey,” she said pulling her lower lip between her teeth

“You are late,” I said firmly

“And?” She said shrugging “It takes time to look like this you know?” she said rolling her eyes.

“I don’t like when people show up late,” I said annoyed

“And I don’t like when people get pissy at me because I am late.” She said, hand on her hip “If it bothered you that much you could have left. Yet here you are.” She added

I clenched my jaw, glaring at her. She ignored my glare, instead, she sat down across from me.

“Have you always been so rude and disobedient?” I asked

“Pretty much, yes. Have you always been a control freak?” she asked giggling.

I couldn’t continue being pissed at her. I found myself chuckling and nodding.

“You want a drink?” I asked

“Yes, Vodka with tonic please?” she smiled

I nodded, going to the bar to get us both another drink. There were only about seven people in the hotel bar. Most of them men. I looked around, seeing them all looking at Kyla. I gripped the bar. I don’t like other men looking at the women that are in my company. It pisses me off. I hurried the barman along, not wanting to leave her alone too long. I took the drinks, practically through the money at him. I walked away, not caring about my change.

I sat our drinks down, moving my chair around, moving it in closer. I glared at the men that were looking at her. They soon turned away.

“What is the matter with you? Why are you looking at strangers like you wanna kill them?” she laughed.

“I don’t appreciate them staring,” I said firmly

“Maybe they find you very handsome and can’t help themselves.” She said smirking.

“They are not looking at me. Trust me. I don’t appreciate other men looking at a female that is clearly in my company.” I said annoyed “Do men always look at you this way?” I added

“Yeah, always been that way.” She shrugged, taking a sip from the glass.

“And it doesn’t bother you?” I asked

“Does it bother you when woman give you loads of attention?” she asked, and I shook my head “Well there you go.” She added

“That is different,” I said

“Why cause I am a woman and you are a man?” she said annoyed “Are you that type? One set of rules for guys…another set for girls?” She added.

Honestly? Yes, I am that type. But let’s not tell her that, don’t need to give her a reason to walk away.

“Not entirely but in some ways yes,” I said

“Bullshit! A woman can do what guys can, just like guys can do what woman can.” She said shaking her head.

I was tempted to argue with her on this. I soon changed my mind. I never invited her here to argue. I invited her here cause I want her.

“All I mean is women need more protection than men,” I said holding my hands up.

“I don’t need a man for anything.” She laughed, “I can look after myself.” She added.

“I am sure you need a man for some things,” I smirked, leaning back against the chair.

I wanted to try to change the subject. Or at least turn the conversation we are having into something a little more exciting. She smirked, leaning back too, looking at me.

“Like what?” she asked

“For s*x,” I said

“I can give myself a better orgasm than what any man can.” She said smugly.

She has clearly been f*****g all the wrong men. Though I am finding it sexy how she is openly talking about these things.

“Well sweetheart, you have clearly been f*****g boys, not real men,” I smirked

“Nah, pretty sure all you men just don’t know how to pleasure a woman.” She smirked.

I had a feeling she was saying all this to get under my skin.

“Trust me, I have no problems pleasuring a woman,” I said confidently

“OK if you say so,” she said rolling her eyes.

I clenched my fists under the table. I am not used to people talking to me like this.

“I do. If you want, I can book a room right now and prove it to you.” I said

“No thank you,” She said taking another drink.

“Your loss,” I shrugged.

I really wasn’t used to being rejected. I have not been rejected since I was maybe like twelve or something. I wasn’t gonna let her get to me. I knew that was what she was trying to do.

“Or maybe it is your loss.” She laughed.

“Hmm, I am sure it is,” I said licking my lips.

I really was curious what was underneath. I was curious about what she was like in bed. I had a feeling she would be a freak between the sheets. I would find out…eventually.

“Anyway, you couldn’t handle me.” She said tugging her lower lip between her teeth.

Fuck! I wish she would let me bite that lip and then some. A soft groan escaped from my lips, making her smirk.

“Trust me, I could handle you just fine,” I said

“You said it yourself, you prefer your woman to be the submissive type. I am not that type.” She said “I am the sort of woman that loves to take control in the bedroom. The type that likes to play and experiment.” She added.

Play? Experiment? Now I was curious.

“Experiment uh? Maybe you should experiment being more submissive. You may enjoy it.” I said

“Maybe I will try it, one day…with someone.” She shrugged

Or with me? I prefer the sound of that idea better.

“You have my number if you change your mind,” I said

“I know. Gonna get another drink, would you like one?” she asked

I shook my head. I still had mine. She got up, heading over to the bar. I watch her as she goes, enjoying the view. I wasn’t the only one though. I think it is time that we get out of here. I got up, going to the bar and stopping her before she ordered.

“Don’t bother, we are going somewhere else,” I said firmly

“Why?” She asked confused

“Because we are. Now, come on.” I said

She groaned, rolling her eyes but did eventually agree to go with me.

“Where are we going?” she asked

“You will see when we get there,” I said.

I was gonna take her back to mine. I have my own bar. Also, it means there aren’t guys there ogling her. They were all starting to get on my nerves. If I never left, I would have said something to them. At least at mine, we can be alone.