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CHAPTER 2–Crossing the line
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2025-03-08 20:11:28ELENA
The car was silent, apart from the low hum of the engine as we sped through the streets of Milan. City lights flickered past in a blur, but I barely noticed them. My pulse was still unsteady, my hands clasped together on my lap as I stared out the window.
I should have said no.
I should have walked away, but I didn’t. so here I am in the back seat of a luxurious car with a man I barely know.
Alessia would freak out if she knew what I was doing. My sister had always been over protective of me.
I brought out my phone and sent a quick text to Sofia.
“You guys should go home without me, I left already”
I pocketed my phone back and looked out through the window, the silence in the car stretching out more than I care to admit.
I took a quick glance at the man beside me, his presence very strong,unmoving. He was focused on his phone oblivious to the emotional turmoil I was going through.
The ride was painfully long so I closed my eyes trying to calm my nervous nerves.
“You know you can leave if you want to” he said, cutting the silence. I turned and looked at him, his gaze sharp and calculating.
He was right.
I could ask the driver to stop. I could step out and pretend this night never happened. But I didn’t.
Because deep down, I didn’t want to.
The car pulled to a stop in front of a sleek, towering building. A doorman opened my door, and before I could think, he was beside me, his hand lightly pressing against the small of my back as he guided me inside.
The Penthouse was exactly what I expected. Immaculate, Luxurious and cold just like him.
Floor-to-ceiling windows framed the city, the skyline glittering under the night sky.
He moved past for me to enter and shut the door.
Going to the bar by the corner, he removed his suit jacket, removed his cufflinks and poured himself a drink.
“Do you want a drink?”
“No, I am fine”
“Drink” he said, extending a glass to me.
Why did he ask if he was going to make me drink anyways.
I hesitated for a second, before stepping forward and accepting it.
I reached for my jacket, unbuttoned it and dropped it on the sofa before sitting down.
He watched me with the most intense look in his eyes.
The silence drawled as we sipped our drinks.
“Your place is fine”, I said in an attempt to start a conversation.
He didn’t respond. The embarrassment flushed on my cheeks.
And then he reached for me.
The glass nearly slipped from my hand as his fingers grazed my cheek, his touch both gentle and firm. My breath caught as he tilted my chin up, forcing me to meet his gaze.
I should have pulled away.
But instead, I leaned in.
His lips met mine, and the world tilted.
The kiss was slow at first, teasing, testing. But then his hand slipped into my hair, gripping, and a quiet sound escaped me—one I didn’t recognize as my own.
That was all it took for me to give in.
My hands reached for the button of his shirt but he stopped me.
“You don’t touch me until I say so”
“Why”
“Because I said so”
Before I could respond his lips were back on mine.
Fast and needy like he couldn’t get enough of me.
He pulled me towards his laps to straddle him and every restraint I have snapped.
I kissed him back with everything in me like my life depends on it.
His hands roamed freely over my body, tugging at my clothes.
Before I could think, he was leading me down the hall, his movements sure, deliberate. The door to his bedroom swung open, and then he was pressing me against it, his lips trailing down my neck, his hands leaving a path of fire wherever they touched.
“Take it off,” he commanded.
I stood up, reached for my blouse and took it off.
Then reached for my pants, and unbuttoned it, his eyes never leaving mine.
I stood in front of him with nothing but my underwear and a matching bra.
He was eating me up with his eyes, his stares boring holes to my skin.
“Everything”
My breath hitched as I hesitated.
I have never done this before, standing before someone naked and especially not a stranger.
“Don’t keep me waiting”
I tugged at the strap of my bra and let it loose. My breasts bouncing out of their confinement.
“Fuck” he muttered through grit teeth.
Slowly, I reached for my panties and took them off.
Stepping out of them, I looked at him, his eyes darkened with lust as he stared at me.
“You’re so beautiful”
I flushed as I made an attempt to cover myself with my hands.
“Don’t, I am not done staring at you”
He reached for my hands and dragged me to him.my body pressed firmly to his tailored suit.
I was embarrassed that I was completely naked in front of him and he was fully clothed.
“I want to touch you” I said as I made an attempt to reach for his shirt again.
“Easy princess, I don’t like to rush”
“On the bed, now”
I did as he instructed me
“Now spread your legs for me, I want to have a taste of you”
So I did, his fingers grazed my clit and I let out a whimper.
His touch was slow, but then he slammed his finger inside me and I screamed.
He fucked me with his finger and he proceeded to add another one.
“Fuck! you’re so tight”
He replaced his fingers with his mouth and I could feel my orgasm building up.
His tongue swirled around my clit, as he ate me out like he’s been hungry for days.
Each stroke of his tongue sent shivers down my body.
He pushed his tongue inside me and I came with a sharp cry.
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ELENAThe car was silent, apart from the low hum of the engine as we sped through the streets of Milan. City lights flickered past in a blur, but I barely noticed them. My pulse was still unsteady, my hands clasped together on my lap as I stared out the window.I should have said no.I should have walked away, but I didn’t. so here I am in the back seat of a luxurious car with a man I barely know.Alessia would freak out if she knew what I was doing. My sister had always been over protective of me.I brought out my phone and sent a quick text to Sofia.“You guys should go home without me, I left already”I pocketed my phone back and looked out through the window, the silence in the car stretching out more than I care to admit.I took a quick glance at the man beside me, his presence very strong,unmoving. He was focused on his phone oblivious to the emotional turmoil I was going through.The ride was painfully long so I closed my eyes trying to calm my nervous nerves.“You know you can
