As I stood there, trapped in his arms, I was speechless. What could I say?
Yes meant submitting to him. It would mean I was ready to be his whore. When I ran away from Alberto, I promised myself that I would never be at the mercy of another man again.
Yet, here I was, cornered by Alessio and I couldn’t even say no.
He stared at me for a few seconds, his gaze intense as he waited for my answer. But I defiantly stayed quiet, pursing my lips together, refusing to utter a response. Not replying was better than replying, right?
That was what I thought. But I was wrong.
Alessio gave me another of his devilish smirks and I swallowed hard against the lump in my throat.
That smirk didn’t look nice. Definitely not good.
He leaned in, his lips lightly brushing my ear. “You like testing me, don’t you?”
My body was shaking. But even under the layers of fear and anger, my body was responding to him. His rough, hard voice sent a shiver through my body. I refused to acknowledge what I was feeling. It was wrong. I shouldn’t have been feeling that way.
But as much as I wanted to act strong, I felt weak.
Alberto’s voice echoed in my head as I stared at Alessio’s hard chest.
Weak. So pathetic. Look at you. All broken. You are nothing but a low, dirty whore.
Old memories came to a screeching halt when I felt a hand on my chin, tilting my head up. My eyes snapped open and I looked up at Alessio.
His fingers were firm on my chin, holding my head still as he moved in closer until our bodies were plastered together. So close that it would have been impossible to even push a thin string in between us.
His heat enveloped my body and I didn’t feel cold anymore. My heart was hammering in my chest, and I felt sure that he knew.
The rough pad of his thumb rubbed over my full soft lips, and I gasped at the sensation. His touch traveled all the way down to my body and I pressed my legs together.
Why? Why did I feel that way with him?
I inhaled a desperate breath, moving my eyes away from his, looking everywhere but at him. My eyes moved desperately around the room, trying to find something that would keep me grounded.
Think, Ayla. Think.
I felt Alessio shift, his shirt moving against my sensitive skin, and I bit my lips, trying to hide another moan.
He wrapped an arm around my waist, anchoring me to his body while he slowly brought his other hand down.
“So, do we have an agreement?” he asked. Alessio pushed his knee between my legs, slightly pushing them apart.
The thought of him taking me was so demeaning, but even through my disgust, as hard as it was for me to admit it, I also found that thought very appealing.
Alessio overwhelmed me. He scared me, but at the same time, I couldn’t stop my body from responding to his words and seductiveness.
What was wrong with me?
Before I could say something, or even think about a proper answer, he bent down and latched onto my nipple. I hissed at his sudden action and then my head fell backward when a moan slipped from my mouth.
He suckled my nipple, pulling at it hard, and then gently swirling his tongue over the tip. I felt the rasp of his slight stubble against my tender skin, and without thinking, I pushed my breast forward.
Oh God, what’s happening to me?
Releasing his hold on my hips, he brought his hand to my other breast and teased my pebbled nipple through the fabric of my bra. Slowly rubbing his thumb in circular motion, his tongue followed the same movement on my other nipple.
I moaned and my head moved wildly from left to right, trying to get rid of the sensation that was happening in my lower region.
I tried to squeeze my legs together but Alessio’s knee stopped me. “Oh…”
I unconsciously lifted a shaking hand and cupped his cheek as he sucked me. Without even thinking, I gently moved my hand over his cheek, feeling his soft skin under the pads of my fingers. My hand wrapped around his neck as I held him to me.
My body wasn’t my own. I didn’t know what was happening. It was all going too fast.
My fingers tightened around his neck when I felt his hand move down toward my dripping core. My nails gently scratched at his skin. It was a chaste and slow caress, but erotic. In an instant, I felt him harden against my belly.
He bit down on my nipple and I squirmed against him, but the movement only caused me to grind myself into his hardness.
Alessio chuckled as I felt him push his knee forward, parting my legs more so that his hand had access to move freely between my thighs.
He slowly moved aside my black panties and located my throbbing clit.
“Uh,” I gasped as he flicked his thumb over it. Moaning loud, I thrashed against him.
What’s happening?
My body tightened hard and I felt my muscles start to cramp. The sensation was intoxicating. He filled my senses.
I started to shake uncontrollably. The muscles in my legs spasmed as Alessio continued to rub his thumb over me.
He pressed his thumb against my bundle of nerves and I jerked, letting out a sharp cry.
“Alessio…”
He glanced up and stared into my eyes for a few seconds. My skin prickled and it was sensitive. I was taut as a bowstring and my body was shaking with a mixture of pain and intense pleasure.
I couldn’t describe it. I didn’t know what it was. It was something I had never felt before.
My senses were overwhelmed and my vision blurred as Alessio continued his slow, torturous ministration on my body.
“What’s happening to me?” I whispered, my voice bewildered.
Alessio’s eyes widened and he sucked in a surprised breath.
Then slowly, the corners of his lips lifted upward. He grinned at me wickedly before answering.
“You are about to have your first orgasm, kitten,” he said in a husky voice. “Trust me. Just let go. Don’t fight it. It will be the most wonderful thing you have ever felt.”
I shook my head and tried to move away but Alessio quickly wrapped his arm around my waist, refusing to let me go.
Still keeping his eyes on me, he rubbed his thumb over my clit once before slowly pushing inside. I tensed around him and then moaned, my eyes slowly closing in pleasure.
“Keep your eyes on me,” he ordered, his voice rough and harsh. My eyes quickly snapped open and I stared at him.
I clamped down on his finger as he slid inside me. He eased in deeper, plunging through my tight walls.
It was all too much. Every movement heightened the sensation and I twitched uncontrollably. My hips bucked upward when he moved his finger deep and hard inside of me.
I let out another moan as my hand tightened around his neck, as if begging for more.
My body was hyperaware of Alessio’s every touch. I felt desperate. Edgy. My skin felt tight and my body was on fire.
“Oh God,” I panted, and Alessio chuckled low at my reaction.
I started to feel dizzy and my head fell back against the wall. I couldn’t take it.
It was too much.
When Alessio pushed deeper inside of me, I came around his fingers. My screams resonated through the wall of the room as I came, my first orgasm hitting me so hard that my vision blurred and black dots appeared in front of my eyes.
Alessio pulled away and my body swayed as I tried to focus on him. But I couldn’t. I was floating, my body so light. All sounds were muted around me and I was numb.
He brought his hand to his lips and licked it clean.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” he murmured in that husky voice that I was beginning to hate.
And then I fainted.
***
Alessio
As I licked her come off my fingers, I saw her swaying unsteadily on her feet.
Poor kitten didn’t even know.
She was mine now.
That orgasm she just had—well, it had marked her fate.
MINE, my head screamed. And I couldn’t wait to take what was mine. I couldn’t wait until I was fucking her tight pussy. Until she was twitching and moaning underneath me. I couldn’t wait until I was making her scream with both pleasure and pain.
My hard cock begged me to do it. Now. Take her. Use her. Fuck her.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” I murmured.
As soon as I said the words, her body tilted forward and her eyes rolled upward.
“Fuck,” I hissed, quickly moving forward and catching her in my arms.
Ayla laid limply in my arms. With her eyes closed, she looked so at peace. Serene. Happy. I felt my heart stutter as I stared at her.
So beautiful, a fleeting thought passed through my mind. But I quickly shook my head, trying to get rid of my stupid thoughts.
Wrapping an arm behind her knees and the other around her back, I pulled her up to my chest and walked to the bed. Gently placing her down, I fixed her bra and then pulled the covers over her body.
I sat down on the bed and stared at her. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. For a week I tried to stay away. It was the hardest fucking thing I have ever done, when all I wanted to do was fuck her.
But I kept myself away, giving her time to settle, watching her, waiting for the right opportunity. As soon as one week hit its mark, I was there, waiting for her.
Ayla now knew what I wanted. She tried to refuse, but I saw her as clearly as day. She wanted me. There was no denying it.
When I heard her first moan, I knew this was it. There was no going back.
I always got what I wanted, and I wanted her. Nothing and no one was going to stop me from getting what I wanted.
The first orgasm was mine. It belonged to me and I took it. Now, there was no turning back. Claim her, my mind screamed. Take her.
I didn’t even have to put too much effort in it. One flick of my thumb, she’d been coming.
That little orgasm, that was nothing.
As I stared at her sleeping face, I felt myself smile.
Oh, kitten, when you wake up, I’m going to show you the real thing.