ERICAMy eyes fluttered open as something woke me up. It wasn’t something but more like a feeling that woke my senses before my mind even came to understand what was happening. When I tried to lift my hand, they wouldn’t move which had me looking left and right and then I jerked as two things registered at the same time. My hands were tied above my head and I was nakéd. “Antonio...” I said his name, my voice still sleep roughened but now I was wide awake.“Yes, little devil.” His deep voice had some of the tension leaving my body as I looked to my right and found him sitting in a chair, he was half hiding in the shadows as he watched me. “What’s going on?” I asked as I rubbed my thighs against each other, my body was covered in goosebumps from just the way he looked at me with those golden brown eyes of his.“Nothing.” He replied and then stood up. As he came closer, I realised he was holding something in his hand. “I just missed your sweet cûnt.” My lower belly tightened at his wo
ANTONIO “Why are you blindfolding me?” I met her eyes in the mirror as she stood in front of me in the bathroom. After I had pushed her to her limits and fucked her tight pussy, we had come to take a shower which also ended up with me buried deep inside her, filling her with my come once again. It was a fact, I couldn't stay away from her. I wanted her more than it was good for both of us but I didn’t care. All I cared about was that she was mine and what I could do to cement that fact so no one takes her from me, not even her. Now, I held the blindfold in my hand as she stood in a towel, her eyes filled with curiosity. I replied, “You’ll see.” She rolled her eyes and I grabbed her arsecheek as I asked, “Did your arse not get enough of my palm or you just want more?” She squirmed when I squeezed her already sensitive flesh that no doubt still carried my handprint from when I had fucked her with my hand on the back of her neck and my cock slamming into her pussy while I had spanke
ERICAFor some reason everything felt different. My body was still thrumming with pleasure that he had wrecked me with. I couldn’t even imagine, never thought that something like this could be possible. But he had held my demons at bay with his fingers wrapped around my throat and his tongue wrecking havoc on me when he licked me from my wet pussy to a place that had only brought pain and left me broken. But he wrenched out waves of pleasure when he touched me there. And even now just his presence was enough to make my skin prickle with awareness and my pussy clenched around the small vibrator that he had pushed inside me. I couldn’t see anything but with my closed eyes I could feel the change in the air, the emotions that stirred the air around us and there was a general dreamlike feel even when he had fucked me in the shower with his intense golden gaze locked with mine and how he had filled me with his come, again. If not for the vibe, I was sure
ANTONIOErica looked rapt as she watched the actors on the stage. We were in an opera theatre. And unlike other times, I didn’t have it booked just for me or threw other spectators out. Keeping her dislike for that particular act, I only had Ephraim empty out the upper floor where now I was sitting with my little devil, who looked so beautiful and fûcking tempting in that baby pink dress with a faint flush on her cheeks that looked permanent now since she drank two glasses of red wine. And, while she enjoyed the performances of one of the finest theatre actors the city has to offer, all I could do was sit here and watch her and want her with every breath I was taking. I wanted to undress her right here and now and do all the dirty things to her. The need I felt for this woman was indescribable.But I kept my patience, because I knew I’ll get the chance to do all those filthy things I wanted to, later. I’ll unwrap her when we go back to the penthouse, knowing that she belonged to me in
ERICA“Where are we going now?” I asked, feeling a little tipsy and excited as I finished the last few sips of bourbon that I took from him which he had poured for himself while we sat in the back of the car and surprisingly he didn’t give me a stern look, instead he watched me with his intense gaze, the golden shimmering with yellow sparks.“Where do you want to go?” At first I thought he was just asking it for the show but when he waited for my answer, I chewed on my bottom lip as I considered his question. There was one place I really wanted to see at least once, it was not anything as grand as the opera house or the cathedrals Milan was famous for, I wanted to visit the club he frequented. He read me like an open book like always and said, “You have a place in mind, little devil, then say it.”“Well...” I licked my lips and looked down at the empty glass in my hand as suddenly I felt nervous and in need of more liquid courage which was stupid as I already felt halfway drunk. He su
ERICAThe moment we entered I saw why it was named red velvet. The whole place had only one colour as its theme, and even the waitresses with trays in their hands wore red skirts and tops. My eyes went from one place to another, taking everything in. There was a raised dance floor where a crowd was swaying to the beats of music, compared to them I looked the odd one out with the dress I was wearing as with each step I took it trailed behind me, dragging on the floor like I was on a red carpet. And everyone was wearing black while the staff was in red uniforms, the only bright splash of colour seemed to be me as I walked beside Antonio.People started to notice us as we passed, a man in a black suit interrupted us and looked at Antonio as he asked, “Should I clear the VIP section for you, sir?”I looked at where he pointed and saw that there was another level with couches and a small dance floor with four poles where the women in skimpy lingerie were dancing. Antonio was telling the ma
ANTONIOErica was drunk, and not the type where she escaped from the world, the type where she wanted to enjoy the world around her. I knew that because I was watching her as she danced on the small stage and swayed with the music uncaring of the fact that even the dancers around the pole had stopped to watch her. I wanted them to not look at her, she was only mine but Erica loved it, it was in the way her eyes were closed and how her lips were curved up in a subtle teasing smile as she soaked in the attention. She loved the eyes on her. And I loved her like that, carefree and happy.The realisation settled down slowly and deeply in my chest, like my heart was just waiting for me to acknowledge the emotion that was making me act out this way. This possessive and obsessive, for a woman who was supposed to be just a pawn to get the revenge I was seeking, a collateral damage in all of the plans if had made with Nikolai. But now even the thought of her suffering just for a second makes my
ERICAMy head felt like it was on the verge of splitting open and everything would spill out. With a groan, I turned on my back and when I opened my eyes it took me a moment to understand where I was and what had happened. My hand patted the sides of the bed as I was in the middle and the cold touch of mattress told me that Antonio had left the bed quite some time ago. Closing my eyes, I skipped through my memories of last night and even though most of it were hazy, I remembered our visit to opera theatre and Antonio dancing with me... And our pretend... With a gasp I sat up and lifted my left hand as I started at it, but there was no ring on my ring finger. And yet I could've sworn that there was a blurry memory of Antonio putting one on when we were pretending and saying our 'I dos’. I shook my head as once again I looked down at my hand, turning it around like the ring would appear somehow that my mind had conjured up. But apart from the bracelet that blinked in the sunlight comin