ISABELLA
I allowed him pull me to himself shunning the girls away and reaching to flip the threads of my dress so he could pull it down from my body.
I was seated on his laps so I could stare into his eyes and watch his mouth part releasing hot, harsh breath and his eyes roam my bare breasts.
“You are so beautiful” He commented.
I said nothing, there was nothing that I could say that would be able to explain the pleasure I was feeling as his fingers roamed my back and the rough of his palm caressed my nipples gently and then pinching slightly.
He let go of me, rising to his feet while I followed, my eyes meeting his shyly.
I wondered if he could see that this was the craziest thing I had ever done in all my years of existing.
“Take off the dress, Rachael” He ordered as he stood there, his hands fisted to his sides.
I was suddenly overcome by the shyness and when he drew closer to me, I took one step back. He stopped walking, reaching to touch the strap of my dress around my waist and while I wondered what he was about to do, he tore it.
“Hey, you ruined it” I squeaked but I found it extremely hot, the way he ripped my dress.
“I will get you a dozen as replacement” He declared, silencing my protest.
Now, I was standing before him with only black lace panties and my breasts bouncing in the air with nipples already hardened to stone. I watched him watch me, making no move to touch me again but the intensity of his stare was enough to make my knees weak.
It was then I had the opportunity to look around the room and everything in it struck me as very odd. It looked exactly like a room you could torture a person in with clamps, ropes and whips of different sizes hanging from the walls.
I turned to him with question in my eyes.
“Never heard of BDSM?” He said, smiling and unbuttoning his shirt.
I shook my head in the positive, sucking in my breath at how magnificent his body was.
I have heard of the word but never experienced it. I wouldn’t dare want to be bound and fucked… it would be weird.
“Come here” He commanded.
I walked as one entranced to where he stood and I watched him remove one of the ropes from the wall.
“I would not hurt you, Rachael and if you think it is too much for you then you stop me immediately. Is that understood?” he asked me and I nodded my head vigorously.
With my hands securely bound, he pulled me over to the bed, picking me up and tossing me onto it before coming around to secure my binds properly.
I was now splayed spread- eagled before his intense and probing gaze. He did not get rid of his pants instead his hand touched the inside of my thighs seductively and began rubbing my clit through my panties.
The friction of his movement was enough to elicit a moan from me as I tried to open my legs wider.
“You are dripping for me, baby girl” He muttered, increasing the tempo of his movement against my swollen pussy.
He slapped two fingers to my pussy and a shock of pleasure ran through my body while I gasped and arched my back for more.
“So fucking wet… I just want to slide in, Rachael” He growled, keeping his eyes locked on my face.
“Please…” I begged
“Not yet” He cut me off sharply. “You are here for fun and I am going to give you fun. I am going to ruin you for any other man and before I am done today, my cock will be the only thing you are craving” He declared.
I nodded, believing him completely.
I wondered where he had been all my life and if this was just some dream but another slap to my sensitive core brought me out of my thoughts and with clarity I realized that this was no dream.
I felt his fingers curl into my panties and I sucked in my breath, soon they met the same fate as my dress but I was already past caring about anything other than how much I wanted the pleasure he was offering me and how desperately I wanted to cum.
“Your pussy is hungry for me but not yet, naughty girl” He whispered, driving one finger into me.
My back arched like a bow while he finger-fucked me with one finger first and then two.
He went down, licking the insides of my thigh before settling warm tongue on my clit, rotating in circles around it and then drawing my clitoris up into his mouth like it was some lollipop.
Pressure began pooling in my abdomen and I began moaning and yessing with every breath in my body. With one hand going in and out of me and another holding my bucking hips, he sucked me like I was his favorite candy and he suddenly had a craving for it.
I could feel the shivers ricocheting all over my spine and then a loud buzz in my ears right before I began shaking and one thrust of his fingers are all I need before I came violently, screaming at the top of my voice.
He brought his head up, mouth dripping with my juices and then he grinned, running a delicate hand over my swollen bud.
“Fuck” I breathed, shaking with my eyes glazed and a stupid expression on my face.
“You will come for me again, baby girl” He assured me, rising to his feet.
My eyes trailed to the huge bulge in his pants and I watched as he undressed revealing his hardness.
“Please” I begged brazenly.
“When you ask like that” He smiled, sliding the whole length of himself into my parted legs.
“Fuck” He groaned, his eyes glazing over. “So tight” He panted.
I arched my back, meeting him thrust for thrust with my hips… matching every demanding stroke.
He jerked once, a loud groan escaping his lips right before he spilled in me.
“Fuck, I did not use protection” He commented, reaching for the ropes around my wrists.
“I am on the pills” I told him.
He smiled, the relief evident on his face.
“I enjoyed this, Rachael” He whispered into my ear, nibbling slightly.
“I did too” I sighed in content
I closed my eyes, drifting into a satisfied sleep.
AGOSTI When I opened my eyes the next day morning, she was gone. The information from my guard was that she asked to be let out and he had assisted her, making sure he sent her off in a ride to whatever destination she picked. It would be the first time a woman would leave my bed without begging for something more between us or asking for money and it was all for the better that she knew her place and had kept to it. I picked up her panties, torn and still moist with her juices. I twirled it in my fingers, remembering how soft… how pliant she had been under me. “Let Luca know we will be having dinner with his soon to be wife’s family and he is to behave accordingly” I told my bodyguard who nodded and exited the room. Well, Las Vegas was fun but it was time for me to get back to the real world and that would be making sure my stepson did not fuck up his marriage to the Romano’s. Luca had been my son since the death of his parents and now my heir since I never thought to marry.T
ISABELLA Shit, I swore as I tried to focus on the food in front of me. It was impossible with the way the man in front of me was glaring at me. I could feel the intensity of his gaze on my face and it was all I could do not to crumple to the floor and admit what I had done with him the previous night. My legs still shook from the pleasure he had wrought in me and the nerve endings he had awakened still remembered him. I could feel the roughness of his palm against my throat and the scarf around my neck hid the hickeys he had implanted on my skin… a sign of ownership. Shit! I muttered again. It had been bad decision to follow him and right now that bad decision was staring me right in the fucking face and there was nothing I could do about it. I wondered why he was yet to say anything… why he was calm and laughing when I could feel myself melting. It wasn’t hot but I was sweating so bad and I could hardly taste the food I was forcing down my throat. “Isabella just finished scho
AGOSTIThe ride back home was extremely quiet while I tried to think about the recent turn of events and how possible it was that the one person in the world that I had fucked in Las Vegas was now about to marry my son.I knew I had to end the marriage immediately. She was no longer fit to be my son’s wife especially with what I knew about her but I could not bring myself to say it.“Isabella is not bad for a wife” Luca commented some minutes later.I grunted a response, wondering if I should let him know now that I would never allow him marry that slut.“She has a calm personality and I think she and I would get along swell as husband and wife”I wondered if he was goading me… seeing what I would say about the whole marriage or maybe he wanted to know what she and I discussed in the gardens either ways I realized that I should not end the marriage until I discovered what kind of person Rachael… Isabella was.“You have not said anything since we left” Luca commented.“There is nothing
ISABELLASPAIN 17: 30TWO DAYS AFTER There was only one thing I could do and that was keep shut about the whole matter. It had been two days since the dinner evening and three since Agosti and I met and I have been walking on egg shells wondering as to when he would change his mind about keeping quiet and tell on me.Maybe call my father in the middle of the night and inform him of my exploits in Las Vegas.I could still hear his growl in my ear and each night when I went to sleep, I could feel his palm caressing me… his fingers digging deep into my pussy.I turned in my bed, sighing.What did I know about him anyways except for the things I had gotten from the media about his involvement with the Spanish mafia. It was said that he supplied them ammunition and sometimes helped them move some of their drugs.I liked to think that one did not rely on rumors which could basically be all false but for someone like Agosti, I liked to think everything said about him was true but could not
AGOSTI“I think I like her” Luca repeated for the umpteenth time.“I am sure to do” I grimaced.He had not stopped talking about Rachael… Isabella… I had to stop calling her Rachael or thinking about our night in Las Vegas.Anyways, all of our conversations had been about her ever since the night of the dinner and as much as I wanted to shut him the fuck up, I did not.It was a good thing he liked her. It only meant that there would not be any more arguments about how he did not want to get married to the girl but I also was angry at the fact that he liked her which I considered weird.This arrangement was not so he could fall in love with her, it was just so I could have access to the Romano’s diamond mine.I had heard a lot about it and although there has been no formal conversation between Angelo and I, he knew how interested I was in this just as much as every other person in Spain was.It was no wonder I found it surprising that he could not pay back the money he borrowed from me
ISABELLAI wasn’t a child having her first crush… I was an adult woman about to get married and somehow the sight of this man was enough to knock the breath out of my lungs.His tattoos peeking out from rolled up sleeves was enough to elevate my pulse and I was sure my blood pressure spiked when our eyes met.The air was charged but it would seem that we were the only ones who could see this.“Shall we?” The deep rumble of his voice jolted me and I thanked God I was sitting far away from him although it wasn’t far enough in my books.“Are you okay?” Luca, who had taken a seat in front of me asked.He looked amazing, like an absolute gentleman and…Your husband, I reminded myself.Of course I had to remember that and not let the estrogen and my stupidity get the better of me.“I am fine… you look amazing” I told him.He smiled, his eyes flashing with delight and I felt better about ogling his father while they walked in.I turned to my food, making sure to not look in his direction eve
AGOSTII led her away from the courtyard and straight to the kitchen for water or maybe something stronger since she was still shaking.I was livid… the blood pounding in my veins at what had almost happened…she had almost fucking died.“Sit” I ordered.She slid into the chair while I reached for a bottle of water which I passed to her while tapping my fingers rhythmically on her back.I waited until she was done and her shaking had subsided to an extent before I spoke.“What the fuck was that?” I snappedShe blinked, jolting at the harsh slap of my words but I was too far gone in my rage to stop.“I am sorry, I just wanted to…”“You wanted to get yourself fucking killed on my premises? What happened to the command I gave about you staying in that room till it was all over?”She said nothing, merely kept her eyes on me but I could see the beginning of tears in them.“You could have been killed or worse kidnapped and fucking tortured and all because you want to disobey orders?”I was h
ISABELLAI could still feel the cold press of the gun against the side of my head… the fact that my life had flashed before my eyes in an instant as the man whispered death threats in my ears.Tears pricked the corner of my eyes but I swept my lashes forward and sniffled to stop them from falling.I wasn’t going to cry… I would not show anymore that I was some blundering mess of weakness.“Are you okay?” Luca’s voice interrupted my racing thoughts.I had not heard him come in and it jarred me to think I was so in my head about what had just happened.“I am fine” I said instead, casting him a small smile.“You should not have followed me, for goodness sake… you almost died”“I know” I murmured.I allowed him hold me, patting my back gently while I thought about how his father had berated me.I could still feel the pain where he had tightened his grip on my hand.Fucking asshole, I thought“Can you walk?” Luca asked, his voice soft.“I should stay here for a while” I told him instead.H