"You're sensitive."
His mouth trails up to my neck, where he bites me savagely. I was wrong before, thinking I'd never been turned on so much. Now I’ve never been turned on more. I can literally feel myself getting wet enough to soak through my panties.
I can feel his hips moving restlessly against me. He's hard and huge.
"Would you like me to fuck you here, against the table?"
His breath is hot against my neck. I feel ashamed but aroused.
"Silence. Are you saying yes?”
I can't say anything as he takes the rest of my clothes off. Then he's fully clothed in front of me, still rubbing his completely clothed body against my naked one. I’m glad that there’s fabric over his zipper.
I tilt my hips, needing friction in the right place. “More,” I pant.
Then he moves away. He picks up my shirt and puts it back on me. I look at him, my eyes enormous.
"When we fuck, you're going to beg me for it. You're never going to be able to tell someone that I forced you."
My heart rate is still elevated from what we just did. I don't understand how I feel. It's just too much to handle.
Iacopo is walking out of the room, like what just happened
meant nothing to him. My body is a puddle of arousal. He's strolling away like he has nothing to do, nowhere to be. He might as well be whistling.
I hate him.
I hunt for my bra, take off my shirt, and put it back on. I get my clothes and hold them in a bundle in one hand. I smell like him. He's all over me. I want to take a shower.
I go back into my room and get into the shower. The water pressure feels great. The warmth spreads throughout my body as I scrub his touch off of my body. I don't want to remember what just happened, but I look at the water pressure and the handheld shower attachment. I'm still aroused.
Sitting on the tile shelf, I part my legs. I hope nobody walks in on me. I spread my thighs as far apart as I can get them. Then I'm pointing the heavy spray straight into my core.
I'm already so keyed up that it's making my muscles spasm right on impact. I imagine Iacopo finishing what we started.
He yanks open his fly, pressing his erection into me.
"Please," I ask.
Then everything is inside of me, stretching me so quickly that it burns. It hurts, but it also feels amazing when he pushes me wide open with his cock.
"You like this. You love it."
I can't talk because my entire body is exploding into fiery sparks.
He pulls out of me, still hard.
I can't believe what I just thought about. I'm left there, breathing hard. I turn off the water. I can't believe I had a dirty fantasy about my captor. I need to go to bed and forget about everything I just did.
Chapter Nine
First Job
Kelly
"It's time to wake up."
I can hear Iacopo's voice. I open my eyes. "Hi," I say breathlessly. He's sitting on my bed, wearing a black suit that clings to him like a lover.