PIETRO GIACOMETTI Peaches was quite strong willed and that wasn't very surprising. It was actually pleasant, very pleasant to play this game with her. Even with that flushed face and her quivering body, she was still insistent on not telling me how much she needed to cum for me. Yet, this was fucking interesting. Her, not wanting to easily accept that she belongs to me was fucking exciting. Just breathing in her beautiful scent and having her this close to me was making my cock throb so fucking hard. I stood a few inches away from her as she hooked her fingers in her lacy panties and slowly began to tug it down. My cock throbbed harder, getting me so rock hard that it fucking hurt to keep my cock tucked in my trousers. I badly, almost desperately needed to get it out and let Peaches see what she did to me, let her see how hard I get for her, how needy she gets me but not yet, not at this moment. My eyes followed as the panties slowly gave way to the sight of her shaved pussy. My h
CAILY GALILEO My vision was blurry and my head throbbed with a dull ache as I opened my eyes slowly in my bed. The slowly becoming familiar ceiling came to my sight and I groaned softly before turning away to face the other side. Memories of last night flashed in my head and I cuddled up on my bed a lot more, shutting my eyes right back as if shutting my eyes would erase all what happened last night. I could not comprehend what I had done last night, I could not comprehend the lack of control I had felt and I certainly could not in any way understand how I had given up so much control to Pietro. I was supposed to detest him badly, I was supposed to be doing this just because I had no other choice. I should be doing just things I am obligated to do and nothing more. Moaning so... So desperately, letting out those dirty noises, begging to be allowed to cum and eventually cumming. None of that was an obligation. That was all me and that was me in reaction to Pietro. And I had even
PIETRO GIACOMETTIPeaches thinks she broke last night, she is currently thinking of how she lost control but she has no idea and no clue that she was still far from losing control. She was still far from the things I had ready for her and she was totally unprepared for the amount of control she would lose over herself and the amount I would lose over her. She was completely oblivious of how fucking much I was going to have her want me, desire me. Not as much as I wanted and desired her. One would have to be a psychopath to want as much as I did and my Peaches was not a psychopath and I could never want her to be one. "I do not want to be here for much longer than I absolutely need to be so tell me, how many minutes do I have to be here for?" Her voice came, soft, regardless of how much she had tried to harden it. "For as much minutes as it takes you to have a proper breakfast. And that would be about twenty minutes of your time." I replied her and saw her stiffen for a second but t
DYLAN DONOVIC My sock cladded foot tapped the floor impatiently as I watched the phone in front of me, not knowing exactly what to think or what to do. It had never been like this. Caily had never been this hard to appeal and I knew that she could not be as hard as she was feigning to be this time around too. I just had to meet her in person, tell her sweet words and that would be all I need to get her back on my side. I knew that very well. I knew it from all the other times it had worked, Caily could not say no to me. She could not end this relationship as long as I still wanted it but still, something about this time unnerved me. Where was she staying? Knowing Caily quite well, she didn't have friends good enough to let her stay with them for a couple of nights. And Caily could not have possibly decided to check in to some hotel for the next few days, right?That was possible but I wasn't so positive that was the case. "Still thinking about Caily?" Kate questioned, walking int
CAILY GALILEOAGAIN.I was being stupid again. Ever since I stepped into this mansion, it seemed like stupidity had been a second part of me. Or perhaps it had always been a part of me but it was just being more enhanced.If I was a little bit wise, just a tiny bit, I would not be seated here, actually yearning for the touch of this man. I would not be seated still, letting his hand move further down my thighs. I would not listen to his dirty words and have my pussy getting wet. I would not have my nipples hard right now and my lips would not be slightly parted with my brain urging me to moan out his name, to just let go and let his name slip out of my lips.“Let me show you, Peaches. Telling isn't enough.” his face moved closer to mine and I could not believe how much I wanted to kiss him right fucking now.His fingers slipped past my wet panties and I gasped, my back arching slightly. His fingers were in my panties! Pietro had his fingers in my panties and I was not stopping him.I
PIETRO GIACOMETTI I hated the noise. No matter how quiet they tried to be, they could not be quiet enough for me. I didn't just hate the noise, I hated the smiles on their faces and I hated how free they were, running around. If there was anything I wanted to do right now, I wanted to tie them all to a tree and drench them in fuel and watch them shake in fright while I played with a lighter. The children of the workers in our home. My mother was the reason they were here, she was the only one who thought it was a good idea to have a home built for all our workers, where they could live with their family. I shaded the drawing I was making. A drawing of a dying man with his toes chopped off. The inspiration for the drawing? Watching my dad chop toes off a pathetic man last night. "Who are you?" I heard the children ask in one loud voice. I raised my gaze and saw them gathered around a tree. A little girl was sitting under the tree, a drawing book in her hands too. I had never notice
(THE PRESENT)CAILY GALILEO "Two hundred thousand dollars." The words left my lips as I rested my head in my hands, my shoulders hunched. "Two hundred thousand dollars." I muttered the words over and over again like I was going crazy and I indeed was going crazy. With such debt, how would I not go crazy? Picture having the kindest aunt ever, the type of aunt who would pull you close and accept you into her life the moment you lose your parent. That was my Aunt Mandy. She would do anything for me and she had done a lot but however in the world she had slipped into the worst depression and this kind of debt while I was away for my last year of college was baffling. My Aunt was never the type to do drugs. She barely drank, even but she had met that bastard named Carlos. "Yes, Carlos!" I shot up from my seat and all eyes immediately turned to me. "Are you okay, Caily?" Trisha asked from her desk. She was my friend and coworker. "I... I am fine. I am sorry." I whispered to the othe
(THE PAST)PIETRO GIACOMETTIIt's been five years since that framed drawing of the sun and rainbow hung in my bedroom. Five years since the thoughts of that girl started occupying my head daily.Peaches was my first thought and my last thought every single day. She was still the go-happy girl she had been five years ago, she still wore that same bright smile that looked new every fucking time. And yes, she still wore perfume that had the scent of Peaches. I might have been giving her bottles of those perfume though to ensure she never changed that scent. I ran my fingers gently over the bracelet Peaches had made for my eighteenth birthday. A cute, pink bracelet that my father thought was childish. I didn't give a fuck about his opinions though. He could keep his opinions to himself.If I had gotten the bracelet from anyone else, I would probably have thought the same as my father but it was from her and I sure as hell loved the bracelet."Pietro." My father's voice boomed behind me
CAILY GALILEOAGAIN.I was being stupid again. Ever since I stepped into this mansion, it seemed like stupidity had been a second part of me. Or perhaps it had always been a part of me but it was just being more enhanced.If I was a little bit wise, just a tiny bit, I would not be seated here, actually yearning for the touch of this man. I would not be seated still, letting his hand move further down my thighs. I would not listen to his dirty words and have my pussy getting wet. I would not have my nipples hard right now and my lips would not be slightly parted with my brain urging me to moan out his name, to just let go and let his name slip out of my lips.“Let me show you, Peaches. Telling isn't enough.” his face moved closer to mine and I could not believe how much I wanted to kiss him right fucking now.His fingers slipped past my wet panties and I gasped, my back arching slightly. His fingers were in my panties! Pietro had his fingers in my panties and I was not stopping him.I
DYLAN DONOVIC My sock cladded foot tapped the floor impatiently as I watched the phone in front of me, not knowing exactly what to think or what to do. It had never been like this. Caily had never been this hard to appeal and I knew that she could not be as hard as she was feigning to be this time around too. I just had to meet her in person, tell her sweet words and that would be all I need to get her back on my side. I knew that very well. I knew it from all the other times it had worked, Caily could not say no to me. She could not end this relationship as long as I still wanted it but still, something about this time unnerved me. Where was she staying? Knowing Caily quite well, she didn't have friends good enough to let her stay with them for a couple of nights. And Caily could not have possibly decided to check in to some hotel for the next few days, right?That was possible but I wasn't so positive that was the case. "Still thinking about Caily?" Kate questioned, walking int
PIETRO GIACOMETTIPeaches thinks she broke last night, she is currently thinking of how she lost control but she has no idea and no clue that she was still far from losing control. She was still far from the things I had ready for her and she was totally unprepared for the amount of control she would lose over herself and the amount I would lose over her. She was completely oblivious of how fucking much I was going to have her want me, desire me. Not as much as I wanted and desired her. One would have to be a psychopath to want as much as I did and my Peaches was not a psychopath and I could never want her to be one. "I do not want to be here for much longer than I absolutely need to be so tell me, how many minutes do I have to be here for?" Her voice came, soft, regardless of how much she had tried to harden it. "For as much minutes as it takes you to have a proper breakfast. And that would be about twenty minutes of your time." I replied her and saw her stiffen for a second but t
CAILY GALILEO My vision was blurry and my head throbbed with a dull ache as I opened my eyes slowly in my bed. The slowly becoming familiar ceiling came to my sight and I groaned softly before turning away to face the other side. Memories of last night flashed in my head and I cuddled up on my bed a lot more, shutting my eyes right back as if shutting my eyes would erase all what happened last night. I could not comprehend what I had done last night, I could not comprehend the lack of control I had felt and I certainly could not in any way understand how I had given up so much control to Pietro. I was supposed to detest him badly, I was supposed to be doing this just because I had no other choice. I should be doing just things I am obligated to do and nothing more. Moaning so... So desperately, letting out those dirty noises, begging to be allowed to cum and eventually cumming. None of that was an obligation. That was all me and that was me in reaction to Pietro. And I had even
PIETRO GIACOMETTI Peaches was quite strong willed and that wasn't very surprising. It was actually pleasant, very pleasant to play this game with her. Even with that flushed face and her quivering body, she was still insistent on not telling me how much she needed to cum for me. Yet, this was fucking interesting. Her, not wanting to easily accept that she belongs to me was fucking exciting. Just breathing in her beautiful scent and having her this close to me was making my cock throb so fucking hard. I stood a few inches away from her as she hooked her fingers in her lacy panties and slowly began to tug it down. My cock throbbed harder, getting me so rock hard that it fucking hurt to keep my cock tucked in my trousers. I badly, almost desperately needed to get it out and let Peaches see what she did to me, let her see how hard I get for her, how needy she gets me but not yet, not at this moment. My eyes followed as the panties slowly gave way to the sight of her shaved pussy. My h
CAILY GALILEO I pulled the lacy coat off a bit slowly, putting on a look I knew was seductive. It was the popular seductive look that I had learnt easily from a few magazines. As the soft lace dropped to the floor beneath me, I could see Pietro's eyes dilate a bit. He swallowed hard, an action that made his adam's apple bob almost sexily. Almost. Every action of the man standing before me would be termed hot to every other person in the world. Even his inaction was sexy, but not to me. He would always be an 'almost' for me because I knew exactly what he was. A monster."Peaches, go on." his voice was coarse, deep and it made my breathing quicken as if it was the most natural thing to occur. I could feel my breathing getting heavier as I stood in front of him, dressed in just this sexy lingerie and nothing more. My heart was pounding hard and there was this...No, I will say nothing about this sick feeling. 'This is a job. For Aunt Mandy. For Aunt Mandy' I repeated the words in
CAILY GALILEOThat Night. My knees were buckly, my breathing was very much uneven. My heart was pounding uncontrollably in my chest and somehow even amongst this mix of emotions, there was a tiny bit of shameful excitement. It definitely wasn't me being excited because in a few minutes, I would be having to walk in a room where Pietro was waiting for me and I'd have to perform for him. It would not include him touching me but I knew very well that it would border a lot on that. How could I even trust that he would not touch me? How could I ever trust a man who killed my father? I was sure, very certain that Pietro must have ended the lives of a few more people over the past few years. It was a certainty for a monster like him I sucked in a deep breath, looking into the mirror, at my own reflection. I was dressed in a sexy, black lingerie. It felt comfortable and yet I could see from the mirror that I looked sexy in a way I was certain I had never looked before. For a brief sec
CAILY GALILEO Long, harsh fingers grabbed my thighs and spread my open as I gasped softly, opening my eyes at the sudden parting of my legs. "Look at me." Pietro ordered, his voice deep and hot just like that other night on the phone. It was that voice that I could not will myself to disobey. I let out a muffled moan at how firmly he was holding my thighs open, as I looked at him with his face in between my thighs. He kept our gaze locked as he pressed his lips to my thighs, kissing my inner thighs. I couldn't help but roll my hips from the sensation as he kissed my inner thighs, looking at me with those piercing eyes of his. My body bucked slightly as I felt his hot and wet tongue circle my thigh in a way that was pleasurable and yet teasing. Teasing, because my pussy wanted that tongue circling it way more than my thighs could ever want that!My body tingled and I could feel the moistness of my panties. Each touch of his lips on my thighs made my body tremble and made my nipple
CAILY GALILEO Crazy. Crazy. Crazy. A crazy monster. Those were the words that ran through my head as I stared at Pietro, trying to find my anger and my hatred for him. 'Trying' because I wasn't feeling enough anger and enough hatred for him at the moment. He killed my father and that should be enough for me to be disgusted by his mere sight but how could I be... How could I be disgusted when he looked like this?Pietro had grown a lot taller and I had to totally raise my head up to look at his face. His body was muscular and well built. The black shirt he was wearing could not hide that and then his face... Those brown eyes. I could recall how beautiful they used to be but somehow, they had grown even more beautiful, sharper and piercing underneath the shadow of his dark, long lashes. "I am not willing and I am not ready to complete any deal, Mr. Giacometti. What proof do you have that such deal ever existed between us?" I asked, using his lawyer's words against him but his smir