ISABELLA
I could not breathe and he knew this.
“We are here” The driver announced.
Agosti chuckled softly, placing a soft kiss on my neck before releasing me and sliding out of the car while I struggled to get my breath and self under control.
“Shall we?” He put a hand out after opening the door.
I took his hand, taking a deep breath so I did not seem needy.
My mouth dropped open as we turned and I was facing a yacht.
“What are we doing here?” I blurted
“The party, remember?” He arched an eyebrow in my direction.
“You never said anything about a yacht… I cannot swim” I finished lamely.
“Don’t worry, you won’t be falling over except you play too close to the edge”
His eyes were twinkling again like he knew some personal joke and was laughing about it all by himself.
I allowed him hold unto my hand, too stunned to react to anything other than him dragging me along behind him and climbing up the plank.
We were soon up and I gasped as my eyes moved around the place, coming in contact with naked men and women.
“La habitacion esta preparada?” I heard him ask
“What?” I turned.
“Not you, kitten” He said in English this time.
“What kind of party is this?” I muttered as we walked.
There were men and women splayed in different angles, naked and touching each other. Some were masturbating and others were simply touching and smiling. It was like they were in their own worlds and we were intruding on their privacy.
“The party is yet to begin” Agosti whispered, pulling me along.
We walked until we were in front of a door which he pushed open, walking in with me following closely behind and then shutting the door.
“Sit” He gestured to the chair.
I did as he asked, my eyes taking stock of the room which was quite dark.
I could hardly make out anything save for his figure as he removed the shirt from his body, leaving him barechested.
He came around to sit beside me, turning to face me.
“Rachael” He began.
“What kind of party is this and all those naked people...” I was blushing furiously as he gazed at me with such intensity.
He had to know that I wasn’t… I wasn’t the kind of girl he was looking for.
I knew he was thinking I am some wayward individual seeking a quick fuck and fun for little change but I wasn’t.
“It is an orgy party” He commented, reaching for the bottle on the table in front of us and pouring himself a drink.
“The party is just getting started” He told me, bringing the glass to his lips.
I heard it then, subtle at first… the moans suddenly becoming screams and not just any screams.
They were of pleasure… groans filling the room we were.
I could see it clear as day, the naked bodies entangled in parodies of sex, seeking and giving.
My breath began escaping in subtle pants, the room heating up and the dress I was wearing suddenly too tight against my throat.
He was watching me however… watching my reaction as he brought the glass to his lips again.
“I need a… drink” I sputtered.
“I do not want you high, Rachael” He drawled.
What does he want from me, my head screamed.
The groans and moans became louder, scratching against the recesses of my mind, urging me to join them. I could feel the moisture pull in my panties as I adjusted my stance, spreading my legs wide apart.
I wanted him and urging by the glint in his eyes, he knew as much.
“I can smell you, gatita… I want to touch you… to fuck you” He drawled.
I suddenly felt emboldened
“What are you waiting for?” I asked, my hand reaching to touch his thigh.
I yelped when the door swung open and two very naked women walked in, their eyes on him.
He straightened, reclining in the chair while they knelt by both his legs and began fondling the buckle of his belt.
I could not look away neither could I feign insult at the fact that he wasn’t asking them to leave.
They finally undid his buckle and slid the pants down his legs leaving me staring at his engorged cock.
I blushed to the roots of my hair, averting my gaze.
“No” He stopped, his fingers touching my chin… bringing it up so we were staring into each other’s eyes.
“I want you to watch” He told me.
My eyes trailed back to his cock.
One of the girls had him in her mouth and the second one remained kissing the insides of his thighs.
The sound of her slurping him mingled with the cries coming from the orgy party happening on the deck was enough to drive me crazy with need.
“Touch yourself, gatita…touch yourself for me” He groaned, his eyes glazing over as we resumed maintaining eye contact.
My fingers reached the middle of my thighs, flipping to the side my already soaked panties.
“Yes, Rachael” He crooned, urging me on. “You are absolutely beautiful, baby”
My lips parted in a gasp as my fingers connected with my folds and I began rubbing it slowly at first and then faster, moans slipping from my lips as the momentum built up.
“Let me see your face… do not close your eyes, kitten” Agosti continued, his voice soft and strong… making the pleasure race up my spine as he watched.
“Jodidamente hermosa… do not fucking stop, kitten” He groaned in my ear.
Fucking beautiful, my head automatically translated.
My eyes fluttered closed as I ground against my fingers and then suddenly Agosti pulled, grabbing my hand and putting my soaked fingers into his mouth.
He groaned, closing his eyes and began sucking my fingers with relish.
I watched him as one enthralled, my breath hitching with each swipe of his hot tongue against my fingers.
ISABELLAI 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
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