Chapter nineteen

Intense dates.

In Monica's eyes Evan's was the one guy who got her no matter how different everything turned out to be.
Her soft and steady father,eyes creased in quiet good humor,would be nudging Monica ,who waitress ed more often than not,towards the customers spilling through the door,hungry for bowls of searing,spicy kimchi jiggae despite the summer heat.Koreans believed hot soups were perfect for hot nights,something Monica carried with her despite moving across the country to study in Brown University.
They sat at a corner table,as Evans always preferred where he was making his moves.And he would have to use each one of them on Monica
Monica kept Evans on his toes,and had done so since they met along the aisle of colorful lilies in the botanic garden in campus.The first glance Evans gave Monica was because like him she was Korean and the second was because of Graces confidence and aura that was delightful.She was welcoming even from a distance.
With a pierced brow and limbs covered with an array of fine-lined,black-and -gray tattoos,Monica was tiny and graceful,even in her ridiculous,fat-heeled platform boots.She was as delicate as a music box ballerina,complete with long black hair ribboning down her back in loose curls.
''Come here oftentimes''Evans asked
Monica looked down at her name tag and looked back up,cocking her head ironically.
''Only on tuesdays,wednesdays and fridays''
''Great..''Evans smiled leaning against the eucalyptus tree.''Now i know where to find you''
Monica laughed and when Evans asked her out,Monica swepther heavy hooded eyes over this new specimen-from Evans short,sharp pompadour to the tips of her combat boots.Monica said,playfully,lightly,'Well see,'and gave a twinkling little smile full of promise and sin.And with that,Evans was smitten.
Evans did take her out,to an old movie theatre,and a punk show.Monica insisted she was a traditional girl and refused to even kiss Evans untill they had four dates.
''Why four?''Evans asked.
''Its a proper number.''
''Oh come on,'Evans protested ''Come on you are really telling me i cant give you a tiny....''He backed Monica slowly against a wall..''little''He lowered his head until his mouth skimmed a breath above her...''kiss?''
Monica knocked Evans a a full step back,with both her hands and the power of those dark eyes.
''No''she snapped.she was smiling a little bit but still held firm
'Four dates'
Evans had tried.But even when she made her moves on her against walls into the dark corners....and once on Evans bed using his four inch height advantage.....Monica refused to be seduced.Even when Evans kissed along the curve of her plant-stem-slender neck,Making Monica shiver,even when Evans smoothed his hands alongside Monica sides and cupped her small breasts;even when Evans stroked her outside her pants until their bodies were damp and trembling with desire,Monica would nudge her back and whisper 'Four dates'
And she would glide away....or roll away..with that unperturbed grace,trailing clouds of jasmine perfume and leaving Jesse very,very frustrated.And excited.It was only their third date,but sitting in the corner table in this little Korean restaurant,Evans sensed something was going to happen.Monica wore red,a dark crimson the color ripened plums.Her lips were painted the same color and they curved up now,teasingly,at Jesse.Monica had done something magical and feminine so that her eyes wre smoky and her eyelashes long and black.This cause havoc in Evans boxers. Something about gothic makeup got Evans horny .
Monica leaned forward frequently so Evans got a good eyeful of what she wore under her shirt-it was as red as her lips,Monica glanced at Evans now and then,eyes bright and a small cat-smile curling her lips.She seemed excited ,expectant.waiting for something. Entranced as Evans was He knew Monica would get whatever she wanted ;Evans only power was how Monica would get it,Call it butchers intuition ;Evans knew he was going to have her tonight.
He looked at Nina now,Who sipped her barley tea.
''Am surprised at you'Monica commented,'I didn't think we would come here''
''Would you preferred a a fancy french restaurant?''
''No,its perfect.Its ...us''
''Not quite''Evans took Monica s hand ,entangled their fingers .''Now it is ''
The dark ,rich raspiness of Monica laugh tingles Evans skin.
They ate rice with platters of smoked meat,bowls of steamed soup,and small cramicstone pots of steamed egg,all the white picking through side dishes of kimchi,seasoned spinach,boiled eggplant,and chucks of julienne white radish.They spoke of their families,Monica's part time job at the botanical garden in campus and Evans time at law school.
When Evans mentioned dessert he had made back at his apartment,Monica only said 'Why dont we do just that?"with a little smile.
After making their way to Evans apartment.Monica clapped as Evans brought out dessert,
''You made this?''
''I didnt just wait tables back in Los Angeles,I had to do something to pay for my tuition fees.''
It was a towering confection with molds of cream ' dotted with berries and shards of chocolate dusted lightly with powdered sugar.
''Its beautiful. Thank you baby''
Evans smiled cause that was the first time Monica called him baby .
When Evans offered a tiny Long-Handled spoon,Monica merely said 'Feed me'and opened her mouth.
Wiling to play along,Evans fed Nina berries with cream ,letting her slowly suck the cream off the spoon,watching her eyes close in pleasure as she savored ach bite
And when she leaned forward toward Evans,Offering her parted lips,still sticky with cream,Evans only skimmed a berry along her lips and popped it into her mouth.Monica opened her eyes in surprise but Evans merely said 'Lets take this to my room'satisfied Monica smiled and let jesse sweep her into the bedroom.
Evans cocked an eyebrow,unsurprised,when Monica took bandage cuffs out of her purse,
''My safe word is dessert''
Monica told Evans,her eyes gleaming in the settling darkness.With the shadows crisscrossing against her skin,she looked predatory and silky beautiful ,like some otherworldly creature, a feral hunt-res,all sharp teeth and impossibly smooth skin.
Evans grinned in response and took her time undressing Monica,letting the clothes fall in achingly slow motion,and trying her up .cupping her hands together.
As she finished,Evans was awed by her dates beauty .Monica was proudly,defiantly naked-save for her panties...her ocher skin glowing in the silvers of silvery moonlight,all five feet of her stretched out on Evans black sheets.Her hands were cuffed together ,bound by black leather and silver chains,nestled into the sheets above her head .Her ankles were bound ,Knees pressed together and bent to one side,a teasing recourse to withhold her pussy Evans just a little bit longer.Evans hovered inches above her body realizing every spot their heated skin met in a light,magnetic touch.
''KISS ME''
Monica breathed her lips parted,ready. A lovely pink flushed her cheeks
Evans inhaled the musky scent of Monicas sweet pussy,her arousal already permeating the air.She was increadibly wet,soaking through the thin,silky fabric of her red lace panties.
Evans looked at Monica their eyes meeting hungrily in the dark .Monica,eager and impatient now that she d strated the game .
Evans calm and still,her mind swiftly sliding into that dominant role,anticipating Monica's needs,her limits and relishing,savoring the power.
''No.''
Monica looked startled.
''It hasnt been four dated yet ''Evans pointed out.
At that,Monica cursed out loud, a string of invective's that could blister paint from walls,
Evans only narrowed his eyes ,smiling a little.Bratty little girl ,So used to guiding tops from the bottom ,so accustomed to easily getting what she wanted.Well,she wasn't going to get that from Evans.
Instinctively,Evans slid one hand under Monica's hip,the other hand grasping Monica's opposite shoulder.With a deft quickness and ease that caught Monica off guard ,Evans flipped Monica onto her stomach,pulling her up by her hips in one smooth ,fluid motion so that she rested on her elbows and knes,ass thrust up in the cool night air.
Smack,
She opened Monica across her small round ass.
Monica half yelped,Half moaned in response.
Then ,with a huff of outrage ,she tried to twist around trying to find purchase on the smooth sheets despite her bondage ,wiggling deliciously in the process.
smack
Evans smacked her across her ass again ,just a touch harder than the first time.
''The first was for using bad language.This one is for questioning daddy''
Evans said coolly.
Monica stilled,then turned her head and strained to look up at Evans from her face down position ,short strands of hair fell messily on his face.
''fuck you''
With that Evans unlooped the belt from his jeans .Metal clicked against metal as she drew the leather out,
Monica stilled when Evans laid the belt firmly across her ass.Evans could hear her breathing,soft catchy gasps of anticipation.
''Is that any way to talk to daddy?''Evans crooned .
Evans pulled Monica's panties down roughly over her thighs,stopping to finger the sodden material.She wound the buckled end of the belt twice around her grip,and started out slow and steady,soft little love-taps against Monica s cheeks,pausing now and then to draw out the anticipation ,the fear
''Is that anyway to talk to daddy?Hmmm?'Evans repeated ,swatting Monica's ass with one hand She watched her ass cheeks jiggle and sway in response 'Answer me'
When Monica gave no response Evans increased the force of his whipping bringing the belt down and across Monica's ass faster and harder,
''Are you going to answer me, slut....?''
Monica only grunted in response her ass twitching,but otherwise staying resolutely silent and still.
She was a proud little thing,the most dedicatedly stubborn brat.
Considering her brassy fierceness,what else could she be?Monica's cheeks were tinged pink with embarrassment and arousal in equal parts ,her wet panties still bounced at the crook of her knees .Evans almost laughed out loud but a stern expression on her face.
Evans began to smack her in earnest,drawing her arm and putting her substantial strength into it .The belt whistled through the air and whipped Monica's ass in cracking snaps that echoed through the room.
Monica pressed her face down as the belt came down again,her cries muffled by the mattress,Her body started to jerk ,no longer able to keep still.
''Stubborn sluts are bad girls''
Evans hissed ''Daddy gets to do whatever he wants with a slut''
Evans leaned over Monica's body pressing down with enough force so Monica could feel his weight.He jerked Nina up a little and sipped a a finger between her legs.Her pussy was so swollen and slick wet Evans had to bite off a groan ,clenching his teeth.
Monica bucked her hips and tried to back unto Evans fingers,searching for friction .
''Oh no you don't'' Evans turned her head and bit Monica's ear roughly, tonguing it a little.Monica cried out in response .

Evans got up,drew his arm back and whipped Monica one last time with every ounce of strength she had .With that,Monica gave a deep shudder ,her whole body collapsing onto the bed .She started to writhe ,trying to relieve the burn that was surely spreading over her ass.She cried out 'No daddy ..daddy please..daddyy...