The CEO's Painted Skin

John tossed aside the blanket away from their body. Catherine was only wearing her undies, while he was with his underwear.

He pulled her closer to his body spooning her. He kissed her hair. Then his fingers began fondling her breast.

"So tell me, what you and Jerome talked about?"

Catherine was trying to pry his fingers away from her bare breast. But he doesn't want to remove his hand. He continues caressing and pinching her nipple which in turn produces occasional moan of pleasure from Catherine's mouth.

"We just talk, he showed me a brochure of the newest subdivision in town that was nearly completed. He told me to choose the house that I like best. He was going to purchase it for me, for our home in the future if we got married someday," said Catherine.

John stiffened behind her.

"...and what did you reply to him?" his fingers were now above the waistband of her panties. Then he began kneading her crotch in the surface. A tiny moan escapes her mouth.

"I told him that I already had a boyfriend and am going to get married to him within this month in a civil wedding ceremony."

"Good girl..." said John. He stopped caressing her crotch, his fingers start moving downward and were now caressing her thighs. While he sucked at her nipple with his tongue and mouth.

"Ahhh...Johnnnn..." she moaned. Catherine arched her back.

"Don't go out with that Jerome ever again, okay?"

"Yessss...I won't..."

"Good girl, Catherine!" he shifted on top of her and spread her legs wide. He positioned his hard arousal above her crotch and started rubbing his erection up and down on her core.

Catherine's body was now rising to a fever pitch of desire.

"Readyyyy for me now Catherine?" he whispered huskily into her ears. 'You want me to fuck you nowww?" he runs some light kisses on her neck.

"Yesss..."

"You want hard or soft fucking Catherine?"

"Harddd John. I want it hard this time!"

John smiled at her.

"You want me to pump hard, rub or just grind on you?" he continues teasing her.

"Just fuck me any way you want! Dammit!" she was feeling aroused already yet he was denying him her climax with his teasing.

John grinned from ear to ear.

Then his grin disappeared all of a sudden after he remembered that she got herself into the car of a client in the hotel.

His mood starts to darken. His suddenly inserted his middle finger into her panties and plunged it right into his wet core, she gasped with the sudden sensation, his middle finger long and hard reached her G-spot inside her core and her body began hyperventilating with heavenly mind-blowing sensation, a moan of desires escapes her slightly opened mouth.

"Ahhhhh...John..."

John was loving the way how her mouth contorted in bliss, his middle finger continues ramming into her wet slick wall, up and down in rapid motion.

He only stops when the spasm of desire stop wracking her body, Catherine already got her second climax for the night. Her eyes started to shut down, she snuggled closer to him, her face was now resting above his muscled body.

John kissed her forehead tenderly.

He let her rest a bit. He will interrogate her later about this stranger whose car she willingly entered in the hotel's parking lot. Now that their wedding was fast approaching, why the hell these guys suddenly appeared out of nowhere to create havoc in his plan? Are they planning to steal Catherine under his nose?

Hell no way! He can't allow that!

He will declare war to anyone who will steal her woman!

Catherine is born for him. No one can take her away from him. He felt possessive of her. It sounds scary but he thinks he will die if Catherine will suddenly get taken away from him, he embraced her body tight.

A few moments later...

When she stirred from her slumber and slowly opened her eyes, it's John's piercing gaze that stared at her face.

"John, w-why are you looking at me like that?" she felt anxious with the way he stared at her.

"Who is this guy who owns the car that you got into the other day in the hotel's parking lot?"

Catherine's eyes widen in an instant. Huh? How did he know about it? Then she remembered that John has assigned a spy that tracked down her activity, that spy must have seen her entered Mike's car and reported to John.

"Let me explain, John..." She put a small distance between them, but she didn't break eye contact with him.

John was studying her facial expression, looking for a sign of dishonesty on her face.

"Start talking now Catherine! Tell me everything about him and don't ever lie to me!?" his voice was hard.

Catherine swallowed back her saliva down her throat. He was starting to get angry again. If her answer won't satisfy him she doesn't know if stripping her clothes again can help her pacify his anger since she was completely naked right now.

"His name is Mike. He is a regular patron in the hotel where am working at. We don't really converse much, only a few times when he asked for my number and ask for my name..."

"What, he asked for your number? Did you give it to him?"

"Yes, because he is very persistent. He knew my name beforehand. Probably he already asked my name from my co-workers..."

"You shouldn't give your number to a random stranger, Catherine!" he chastised her.

Catherine went silent.

"Continue..." he said.

"Then one afternoon, he checked out and asked my help to bring some of his clothes into his car. I obliged because he is one of our valued customer in the hotel. Then when we got into his car and I placed his clothes inside the passenger seat, he suddenly locked the door of the car, I wasn't able to get out right away. Then he starts driving the car away from the hotel..."

"Where did he take you?"

"In his newly purchase house one hour away from the city."

"What are the two of you doing inside his house?! Answer me!" A pool of darkness and anger descended into his eyes.

Catherine was now trembling.

John's mind was already imagining provocative and erotic images of Catherine and that guy in the bed fucking each other, his jealousy was now back in full force.

Then he saw the fear in her eyes, he immediately soften his facial expression so as not to scare her further.

"Continue..."

"R-right there in the living room of his house, he told me that he brought the house for me, he told me that he wants to marry me, he got this small jewelry box and inside was a ring, on bended knees, he offered me a marriage proposal."

"Wh-aat? Another marriage proposal again? One from Jerome and now from this Mike? Holy cow!" he gritted his teeth.

"And what did you answer him?"

"I told him am getting married to my boyfriend to a civil wedding ceremony within this month. After he learned of the truth, he brought me back to the hotel."

John shut his eyes tight. If this is a bidding and Catherine is the object to be auctioned, he already won the bidding. How come there are still new bidders wanting to claim her? He sighed in an annoying manner. Anyways, after the wedding, these guys will surely stop pursuing her. They will have to drool and salivate all they want, they can't have Catherine! She's mine! he told himself over and over again.

He skimmed his eyes in the entire length of her naked body, she got a voluptuous sexy body to die for.

"On your back Catherine!" he ordered her. "Time for your punishment!"

Startled, her eyes widen, Catherine can't get what he meant. "Huh? What you mean by on my back?"

"Position your body like that of the dog!" he barked.

She hesitated at first, after a few seconds of debating Catherine followed his instruction, while picturing a dog in her mind, she bends over and pressed both her hands and knees on the bed.

"What now? Do I have to bark like a dog?" she asked.

John's rich loud laughter echoed the entire room thoroughly amused with her question. "Ahhh, Catherine you are so innocent!" he told her.

Her brows furrowed, puzzled why he suddenly laughed hard with her simple question.

John position his pelvis into her bottom, after spanking her bottom playfully four times he entered her from behind in one swift hard thrust.

Catherine gasped. She has to brace hard for the impact of his thrust, she dug her fingers firmly clutching the cover of the bed.

"This is what they call doggy style sex position," he whispered huskily into her ear.

John's hands gripped at her thighs firmly to keep her lower body in place.

He made some more hard thrust into the inside of her core... One...two...three...four...five...six...seven...eight...nine...ten... five of them hit her G-spot, fireworks of dazzling mind-blowing sensation gripped her body and he only stopped after he got his own climax.

Five minutes later...

They both slumped side by side into the bed, tired and completely sated.