Chapter 10
Chapter Ten
Valerio
T he sun had gone down, and the day had come to pass. I kept my distance while she got settled into her room. It had taken a lot on my part, but I had managed the past six hours.
She had not come down for dinner, much to my dismay. It was unnerving just how much my body craved her presence. I had come to accept that I could not stay away from her, but the frequency of my closeness to her needed to lessen.
Starting tomorrow.
The clock had struck past midnight, but her lights remained on in her bathroom. I stood outside her door waiting. What for? I wasn't sure. Nevertheless, I held the knob to the door and twisted it open. I walked into the room and saw the bathroom door creaked open. I closed the door behind me, making sure that it was locked.
I could not believe that I was a grown man sneaking around in my own home, like some hormone-induced teen.
Her luggage remained packed, but the clothes she had been wearing when she arrived today were on the floor by the foot of her bed. I looked around the room, admiring my handy work. I wondered if she would be happy to know that I had been the one to design her room for her.
I had kept it all neutral tones, with splashes of gray here and there. Apparently, gray was her favorite color. If you would have asked me, I would have guessed pink or yellow. Gray was such an uninteresting and monotone color.
I heard the water go off in the bathroom.
She was done. Which meant that now would be the perfect time to give her a little surprise. It was not lost on me that she didn't like me very much. But she did want to fuck me, and that was more than perfect for me, because I wanted to fuck her.
I moved quietly to the door and took my time, giving her some space. Then, when I had decided that enough time had passed, I pushed the door open. Her eyes immediately snapped to me in the mirror, and she gasped. Unfortunately, she wore a towel that she had pressed against her chest.
“What are you doing here?” She whirled around with flushed cheeks. “Did you just walk in here without knocking?”
“Yes?”
She stared at me with hair dripping at her side and the towel clutched closely to her body. Her plump lips parted into a low and inaudible gasp.
Those familiar sparks that had moved between us that day in the small cabin returned. The gentle hum bounced off my body awakening, that insatiable need to taste her.
“I asked you a question, Valerio.” Her voice was only a decibel or two above a whisper. She may as well have been speaking gibberish to me, because I could not decipher a single thing that came out of her mouth. My mind was too busy thinking of all the sinful things I wanted to do to her body.
Her skin was paler than it had been the last time I had seen her. She had spent her days locked away in her room, according to my informant.
“Valerio.” She spoke with more conviction this time, but I could see the low burning hunger behind her eyes. She wanted me just as badly as I wanted her.
“ Cielo .” I stepped toward her, and she took one back. “Looks like you have been delivered right to the lion’s den.”
“Likening yourself to a lion?” She scoffed. “You seem more like a serpent to me.”
“Serpent? You wound me, cielo .” I tried another step, and she backed away again. I arched a brow at her movements. “Scared?”
“You don’t scare me, Valerio.” She feigned confidence, but I could see behind her farce. “What are you doing in my room? Surely you have better things to be doing than stalking me?”
Quite frankly, watching her was my favorite pastime. I liked… observing her. She was a code I was yet to crack, and the longer it took me to figure her out, the more curious I grew.
“See…” I walked toward her, now inching her all the way to the countertop that she hit when she ran out of space. “I think I do scare you.”
I looked over her. My large stature overshadowed her smaller one. I was always astounded by how much smaller she was than me.
“Hmm?” I grabbed her chin between my thumb and forefinger and forced her gaze to meet my eyes. I could see the raging storm in them that she was trying to conceal. “Why must you always try to live by the rules placed upon you?”
Her eyes darted to my lips, but only for a millisecond until they moved back up to meet my gaze again. Her slip-up was enough to have my cock twitch to life.
“Breaking the rules for me means death.” She swallowed hard. “We are not all free to live the lives we want. Some of us live for others.”
I removed my hand from her chin and cupped the side of her face. Instant prickles of energy moved between our skin. It was unlike any sensation I had ever felt before in my life.
“ Khochesh ’, ya predstavlyu tebya opasnosti ?”
Do you want me to introduce you to danger?
Her eyes widened when I spoke her mother tongue.
“You speak Russian?”
I rubbed my thumb against her soft skin. Her lips were far too enticing.
“ Ya na Hal uchit’sya, chtoby soblaznit’ tebya v svoyu postel ” I chuckled under my breath.
I started learning so I could seduce you into my bed.
She let out a low laugh. “ Kogda ad zamernet .”
When hell freezes over.
Without warning, I picked her up and placed her on the counter.
She didn’t stop me.
I pulled her towel off her body.
She didn’t stop me.
I spread her legs apart and watched her eyes darken with lust and desire.
She didn’t stop me.
“Do you taste sweet or salty, cielo ?”
Her eyes darkened. “Why don’t you find out.”
Good, we were on the same page. I knew that I was playing a dangerous game here. The goal was to practice restraint. Just a simple taste and then I would be gone.
I lowered myself down until I was level with her throbbing pussy. It was naked and clean. I had always been a man who favored a little bit of growth, but for some reason, this enticed me more. I flicked my eyes up to meet hers, and I was met with anticipation and lust.
She was ready for me. And even if her eyes weren’t screaming those words at me, her slick pussy said enough.
I took the first lick trying to get a lay of the land.
Her body shuddered. Good, she was reactive and responsive.
I plunged my tongue inside her hole and took a good taste of her. Her lips were edgy, but her pussy… her pussy was fucking golden.
I pleasured her with my mouth, making sure to tease her all the way to the edge.
I used my fingers and plunged into and out of her tight pussy. My tongue took its time, licking and moving against her clit. Her juices poured into my mouth and I greedily lapped them all up.
She tasted divine.
Her mouth had some kick to it, but her pussy? Her pussy was unbelievably sweet.
I was obsessed.
She massaged her large breasts with one hand while the other clutched onto the soft strands of my hair. She pulled on them gently, only making my hunger increase with each passing second.
I added another finger, and this caused her body to jerk forward, her thighs tightened around my head.
“Ah, fuck,” she moaned into the bathroom. “You suck my pussy so well.”
She ground into my mouth, trying to create more friction. As the kind man that I was, I obliged and plunged in a third finger.
“Rio…” She arched her back from the cool glass. “Fuck, it’s too much.”
I was stretching her, but I knew that she could take it. Her body would accommodate to me; it would yield to my command.
I softened my touch for no person, and she was no exception to that rule. She would learn my touch, she would crave my touch, and it would be my touch alone that would be enough for her.
I wanted to ruin her for any other man. She was mine, and she would learn this truth as well. It was only a matter of time.
“Valerio, please…” she begged me to come.
I loved seeing this side of her. I wanted to watch her come undone every hour, if I could.
She was wild, uncaged and feral. She didn’t give two fucks about anything else beyond the pleasure she was receiving, and fuck if that didn’t make me hard.
I increased my pace. I pumped inside and out her rapidly while my tongue moved against her clit. I sucked on the sensitive part of her pussy until I felt the first tremors.
She was almost there.
I continued to suck and pump until she finally came undone, and her walls clenched around me as she came undone with a shrill scream.
“Fuck!” Her voice bounced off the walls of her bathroom. Thankfully she was far enough on the eastern wing that she could not be heard. It was only my room that was on this wing, so we didn’t need to risk my brother or my sister-in-law finding out.
I continued to pump in and out of her as she rode her orgasm out. I removed my mouth from her clit and watched her closed eyes and nipples taut and perky.
When I felt her calm, I removed my fingers from her pussy and stood to my full height. Her eyes were closed, and I was tempted to press my lips onto hers, but I held back.
Kissing her felt far too intimate, which was ironic given what I had just done to her.
When her body had calmed down and she had ridden out her high, I stood to my feet and stepped back so she could drop from the countertop. Her hair had dried some, and the mirror behind her was covered in smudges and mist.
Evidence of our moment of passion riddled this room and wafted through the air. I could have stayed there for hours, but it was getting late, and I needed to head back to my room. I had done what I had set out to do. I needed to keep my restraint when it came to her. I couldn’t get too greedy with her.
I had to play the long game. I was a patient man.
I looked at my slick fingers and then plunged them into my mouth. I lapped up the wetness and enjoyed the sweetness that had come from her pussy. She had felt warm, and I had felt right at home inside of her.
I swirled my tongue around her wetness all the while I kept eye contact with her.
“Oh…” she shuddered.
“You taste wonderful, cielo .” I stepped forward and grabbed the towel so I could wrap her in it. She kept her eyes trained on me the entire time. I turned to walk out of the room, but as soon as I took my first step, her hand darted out and clamped over my wrist. I turned to face her and waited.
At first, she didn’t utter a single word. All she did was look at me with this longing look in her eyes. Her eyes darted to the very noticeable bulge in my pants, and then back up to my face again. I watched her cheeks heat as I slowly began to catch on to what she wanted.
I suppressed my smile. “Another time, cielo . You’ve had a long day. You should sleep.”
Her hold on my wrist tightened. “But I want to.”
Her voice came out so sweet and innocent… I wanted to corrupt her.
“Not yet.” It took everything I had in me not to rip that towel off her body again and ram my cock into her tight pussy. “But soon.”
I removed her hand from my wrist and turned to leave the bathroom. I didn’t turn back for both hers and my sake, even though everything inside of me called to her.
One thing I had learned about addiction was that you couldn’t get greedy. You could control it, as long as you did it in moderation. Overdosing on cocaine could be fixed by a simple Narcan spray. But overdosing on her was a death sentence that corrupted not only the body, but the soul. If narcotics were a bomb, then she was fucking nuclear.
I knew I couldn’t stay away from her, but she was too dangerous for me to have.