Chapter 12
Twelve
Lissia
As tempting as Marchello’s offer was, I wouldn’t give in so easily this time. He viewed me as a traitor, but he didn’t know anything about me. Well, he was going to learn a thing or two right now.
“No.” I continued to fold and put away the clothes he had gifted me. “I’m not dropping to my knees for you.”
“Why not?”
“Because the last time I did that, it didn’t go so well.”
“So you’re not as innocent as you claim to be?”
“I am a virgin. I didn’t lie about that.”
“You’ve just done everything else?”
I sorted the cute leggings he’d picked out in every color, trying to seem unassuming while my heart raced. “I wouldn’t say that.”
“What would you say?” He leaned against the oak door and crossed his arms over his muscular chest. “I’m dying to know how a woman who looks and acts like you do has managed to stay intact.”
“By staying away from men like you.” I ran my hand along the silky black dress I couldn’t wait to wear. “When I turned eighteen, I thought I knew everything—”
“Why am I not surprised?”
“One of my father’s guards had been flirting with me for months before my birthday, and when I turned eighteen, he made his move.” I laughed at the cliche. “I was too young to realize he was a player who only wanted me because of who I was.”
“Your father allowed this?”
Marchello’s entire being still radiated sexual authority, but from the quirk of his eyebrows, I had said enough to pique his curiosity. Enough to slow him down…for now.
“He didn’t know.” I gazed out the large window by the bed, taking in the vibrant fall foliage. “I had a pool party for my birthday that year, and the guard was hanging around pretending to do his job, but he was only using it as an excuse to get close to me.”
I had always been drawn to the sexy bad boy with the dirty-talking mouth and the tattoos, but that guard was nothing compared to the sticky situation I had gotten myself into now.
“I thought I was being an adult, and I wanted to be more daring, so I invited him to my room that night.” I tucked my hair behind my ear, not looking into Marchello’s eyes for fear that he might be disgusted. “We kissed, and he did a lot of touching, but it wasn’t as exciting as I thought it would be.”
“What happened?”
“The next few nights, he kept showing up. I should have told him to go, but I didn’t. It was the summer before college, and I didn’t want to go inexperienced.” I shrugged. “It wasn’t my best decision.”
“Is this guard still employed with your father?”
“No,” I said. “After a few nights, he started getting aggressive, and I knew it was only a matter of time before he wanted to have sex, so I asked him to not come back the next night.”
“Did he listen?”
“He threatened to tell my dad I was a whore, so I beat him to it. I told my father he had been coming to my room and I couldn’t get him to leave me alone.”
“You did the right thing,” Marchello said.
“I never saw him again.”
“Good for your father,” he said. “If he thinks like me, that guard is no longer breathing.”
“I didn’t want my dad to kill him. I just wanted him to stop coming to my room.”
“He should have listened to you when you said you didn’t want him in your bed. If he would have listened, he would still be…employed.”
“You mean alive?”
“Your father did what he had to do.”
“Well, it scared me enough to go off to college and never get myself into a serious relationship. I threw myself into school and worked hard. That’s how I managed to stay a virgin.”
“That’s going to change really soon.” He ran his tongue along the seam of his lips. “I’m not afraid of your father.”
He stayed by the door, but he could advance on me at any moment, and there would be nowhere for me to run. Do I even want to run?
“You had your chance earlier.” I held up a purple sweater, admiring the way the thin silver threads sewn through it sparkled in the light. “You threw it away. I’m not interested in getting intimate with you.”
I walked a dangerous line, but his feral side intrigued me. I liked pushing his buttons because it gave me a thrill I had been searching for my whole life.
“You’re bold,” he said. “But I’m not sure if you’re calculated or stupid.”
“I’m far from stupid.”
“Well, you did get yourself kidnapped.”
“I didn’t know I was dealing with such a heartless man.”
“You have no idea,” he replied.
I turned my back to him as my erratic pulse rattled my ribcage. Taking my eyes off him could be a mistake, but it might prove to be beneficial. He needed to see I wouldn’t bend to his every command.
“Don’t defy me.” He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. “You won’t like what comes next.”
“How do you know?” I closed my eyes and sucked in a breath when he lifted my arm up and trailed his fingers down it.
What was it about him that made me want to submit to his desires, even when he wasn’t demanding it of me?
“We’re about to find out what you like.” He slid his hands to the bottom of my tank top and tugged it over my head. “And what you don’t.”
He tossed the top on the floor and then spun me to face him. I fought the instinct to cover myself under his intrusive gaze. He took my hand and led me to the bed.
“It’s time for me to see what I’ve stolen.” He sat on the edge of the bed and guided me to stand between his legs, then he skimmed the rim of my panties with his finger. “Take these off. Don’t make me wait.”
I stood frozen in front of him. He wanted me to strip out of my panties and show him my…
“You don’t like that idea, your highness?”
I didn’t get this strange dynamic between us. His condescending attitude should have offended me. When Danny was crass with me, I cringed, but when Marchello did far worse, I wanted more.
Danny’s threats weren’t the same as Marchello’s, but my captor’s menacing requests could be far more dangerous to my heart.
“I want these off,” he said.
Before I had time to protest, he jerked my panties around my ankles.
“Marchello, I…” I tilted my head down as he took in my body.
“No smart retorts now?” He reached for my hand and assisted me in stepping out of my underwear. “Where’s that bold mouth?”
I wanted to be bold and sexy, but what if I wasn’t enough for a man like him?
“Look at me.” He hooked my chin. “Why are you being so shy?”
“I don’t like being under inspection.” The heat in my cheeks spread down my neck and across my chest.
“Your embarrassment humbles you.” He flipped my hair over my shoulder, revealing my breasts to him. “I like it.”
“What do you want?” I asked.
“I already told you what I wanted.” He traced his finger over my nipple. “You refused me, and now you’re going to see what I mean about consequences.”
He tugged me closer to him, and I stumbled forward. Without hesitation, he caught me in his arms.
“There’s no reason for you to be embarrassed,” he said.
I closed my eyes as he brushed his lips along my throat.
“You’re beautiful,” he murmured. “Stunning.”
“I don’t know what’s going on between us.”
“What do you think is going on between us?” He yanked me onto his lap and placed my legs on either side of his hips. “We’re getting to know one another.”
“I shouldn’t want to get to know you.”
“Why?” He twisted my hair in his firm hold. “It’s not like you have a lot of other things to do.”
“You’re holding me here against my will.” I dropped my gaze to his lips. “You threatened to kill my father.”
“And?” When he shifted his hips, his erection brushed my bare entrance. “You knew that before, but it didn’t stop you from offering yourself to me.”
“It’s just that this whole thing between us is confusing. I shouldn’t want you, but I do.”
“That’s exactly how I feel about you.” He tightened his grip in my hair as he brought my lips to his. “You’re bad for business.”
“What are we supposed to do about that?” I spoke against his lips, my body trembling with pure desire. “Maybe you should let me go?”
“I don’t see that as an option.”
“Why not?”
“Because then I couldn’t do this whenever I wanted.” He lowered his lips to my breasts, alternating between them as he licked and sucked my nipples. “And that would be a shame.”
I arched my back and rocked into him when he dug his fingers into my hips. As he kissed my neck and breasts, he moved me up and down over his erection. My insides pulsed with desire. I needed him to touch all of me at once. My nipples ached while my muscles coiled tighter. I couldn’t stay still.
“Oh…” I squeezed his biceps, trying to satisfy the lust between my legs. Each time he lifted me and put me back down, my vagina spread open, causing my clit to rub along the rough seam of his jeans.
Can he feel how wet I am?
My legs quivered on either side of his hips as the building inside my core shot lower. I teetered on the edge of climax and insanity.
Are they one and the same? Am I crazy for wanting this? For wanting him?
“I could make you come by doing just this.” He blew his warm breath along my taut nipples.
A tremor coursed through me.
“You’re so close.” He kissed me. “Too close.”
He pushed me off his lap and tossed me on the bed, staring at me with a dark intensity.
“Actions have consequences.” He dropped to his knees and pulled me closer to him by my ankles. “Maybe I’ll make you come like this instead?”
“I’ve never…” I supported myself up on my elbows as he lowered his head between my legs.
Within seconds he swept his lips along my inner thigh and made his way to my…
“Oh!”
That tingling sensation returned with a vengeance, but this time it prickled all over my body. It was most prominent in my nipples and clit.
I rested on the bed, rolling my head from side to side and grasping the comforter beneath me.
Every so often, when Marchello moved his face or changed his angle, his stubble rubbed against my tender skin.
His hot breath ghosted my wet center, and I couldn’t tell if I was warm or cold. The sporadic chills that danced over my naked flesh cooled my body, but his skilled tongue spiked my temperature.
I didn’t know if I was coming or going. If it was morning or night. But I did know I didn’t want to be a virgin anymore.
With one long, slow stroke of his tongue, my pulse raced in anticipation of the explosive climax that prepared to rip through my body. But then he stopped, leaving me in mid-air after I had prepared for a free-fall jump.
No!
Every muscle begged for release, but I was stuck, quivering and waiting in an awkward torment. I propped myself up again as he stood by the edge of the bed.
“It would be so easy for me to flip you over, ram my cock deep inside you, and fill you with my come.” He unbuckled his belt. “I know you’re ready.”
I nodded.
“Come here.” He motioned for me to join him.
“Why?”
“Because you’re going to do what I told you to do when I first came into this room.” He pointed to the floor at his feet. “On your knees now or I’ll take this belt to your ass instead.”
His unwavering stare and his authoritative voice startled me. Without thinking, I got off the bed.
He silently challenged me to obey his command.
I leaned forward and gently kissed his jaw before sliding my hands along his chest on my way to the floor. I rested my palms on his thighs, trying not to overthink what I was about to do to him. For him.
“You can listen.” He unbuttoned his jeans.
“I said that I don’t listen, not that I can’t.”
“We’re going to have to correct that.”
When he lowered his pants and boxers over his hips, I came face-to-face…um, face-to-cock with his very large erection. If I were the type to panic, now would be the time.
“I will break you.” He took his impressive length in his hand, displaying it for me to admire. “You’ll do what I tell you without hesitation.”
I bit my lip because now didn’t seem like the time to argue with him.
“I don’t expect this to happen overnight.” He spoke as if he was so sure of himself. “But getting you to that point will be the fun part for me.”
A shiver shimmied down my spine. I squeezed my legs shut, trying to ignore the needy sensation between them.
“Open this pretty mouth for me.” He traced his finger along my lips, then pressed on my bottom lip, forcing my mouth open. “I have something for you. The question is, can you handle it?”
I widened my eyes and tensed my jaw when he shoved his erection into my mouth. I inched away, but he clasped the back of my head and thrust his pelvis.
“You can do this.” He shifted his hips. “I want you to take it all.”
I kept my palms pressed against his strong thighs and relaxed my jaw. Don’t gag, don’t gag!
“That’s my girl.” He took one of my hands and wrapped my fingers around the base of his shaft, keeping his hand over mine and setting the pace. “Just like that.”
We worked together to please him, moving our hands in rhythm with my mouth and his pelvis. He picked up the tempo and squeezed his hand around mine. I pulled my head back, stealing a quick breath before swirling my tongue around his tip and diving back in.
After a moment, I found my own pace, tightening my lips around him and eliciting the most deliciously feral moans from some place deep inside his chest. He released his hold from my hand and twisted his fingers through my hair, gripping the strands at the scalp.
The actions were the sexiest thing I’d ever experienced. He may have had control over me, but I was the one making him feel this way.
“Lissia,” he whispered. “I’m two seconds from coming in your mouth.”
I hummed around him, sucking faster.
“Fuck.” With one quick shove of his hips, his balls slapped my chin, and a hot, salty burst coated my tongue. “Swallow for me.”
I did as he asked, licking his shaft and tip, satisfied with my work.
He gazed down at me, breathing heavily as he wiped my lips with his thumb.
“I knew I’d find something for you to do with that sassy mouth.” He stroked my face with the back of his hand and winked.
My heart fluttered and my stomach jumped.
He adjusted his pants and buttoned them, never taking his stare away from me. I held his gaze, awaiting his next move.
He took the gray throw from the edge of the bed and draped it over me.
“Well done.” He caressed my face again, warming me with his touch. “For the first time since meeting you, I don’t want to strangle you.”
“The night isn’t over.”
His lips curved into a brief smile as he went to the door, leaving me naked and aroused on the floor.
“Now do you understand what it means to be my captive, my little brat?”
My heart pounded when he left the room, locking the door behind him. As his footsteps got farther away, I accepted that I was exactly where I wanted to be.
A hostage with no regrets.