"Beg me to fuck you."
I pulled her closer to me.
"I know you want me to fuck you. Just ask me."
"Aren't you the one that wants to fuck me?" She asked.
"Come on, Teresa. I can see by the looks on your face that you're craving me."
"Don't be that sure, Antonio. Besides I'm not even horny."
"Are you sure about that?"
she nodded her head with such confidence. What a shame. I placed my hand on her thighs and started to rub them. She jumped a little and looked at me shyly."You know all you gotta do is ask, señorita."
"Stop teasing me already!"
"Lower your voice."
"Sorry."She murmured.
"I bet you're trying to hold yourself right now."
"Antonio stop!"
"Just say it."
"No"
"If you don't want me to fuck you, why are you still sitting on my lap?"
"Well, you grabbed my waist and made me sit on your lap. I didn't ask you to do that."She got up and walked towards the door.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm gonna take a shower. If you want to join, all you gotta do is ask." She chuckled.She was playing me at my own game. Impressive.
I followed her to our room and laid on the bed.
She went to the bathroom and after a while, she came back naked.
"Are you sure you don't want to join me?"
"I can show you incredible things," she said smirking.
My eyes traveled down her whole body. This woman could be the end of me, one day. She's so fucking attractive.Tᴇʀᴇsᴀ's ᴘᴏᴠ
"Since you're not replying. I'll take that as a no."
I walked into the bathroom and got in the shower. A hot shower was just what I needed.
I felt someone standing behind me so I turned around.
It was him. Damn. Am I really married to this man? I mean... I don't love him I think... but I wouldn't mind spending the rest of my life with him.The way his curly hair covered his face and don't forget his grey eyes! He was 10x bigger than me. I mean... of course, he is. I'm 5'2 and he's 6'1. He came closer to me until I bumped into the wall.
He started to kiss my neck leaving a few bite marks.Every time he placed his lips on my neck I moaned softly.
"I'm not gonna do it until you ask me." He whispered in my ear."I'm not gonna ask you and stop looking at me like that."
"I can't look at my own wife?"
"No."
"Well, you're not ashamed to check me out."
"Shut up," she murmured.I got out of the shower and dried myself.
"I'm going to sleep," she said.
"Wait for me before you sleep. I need to talk to you about something."
I nodded my head and walked out of the bathroom.
Aɴᴛᴏɴɪᴏ's ᴘᴏᴠ
I walked out of the bathroom and she was sitting on the bed watching a movie.
"Are you gonna tell me what you wanted to talk about?" she asked.
Tᴇʀᴇsᴀ's ᴘᴏᴠ
He came to sit next to me.
"I don't need to talk about anything. I just didn't want you to fall asleep without me.""You made me wait for you just because you didn't want me to sleep without you?" I rolled my eyes and got in the bed. He laid next to me holding my waist.
After a while of lying on the bed and saying nothing to each other, he whispered," Fuck."
"Teresa, are you still up?"
"Hmm," I murmured.
"Have you ever jerked someone off?"
"No."
"I'll teach you. Give me your hand."I gave him my hand and he tucked it into his underpants.
"Now, hold it and rub it nice and slowly."
I rubbed it with my hands and he stopped me.
"No, not like that. Do it like this."
"Like this?"
"Just like that," he said as he licked his lips.he started to moan and every moan that left his mouth made me hornier than I already was. I rubbed it a little faster which made his legs shake a bit.
"Teresa, slow down. I'm gonna nut."
I bit my lips and shook my head like a little girl.
"Shit," he whispered while he nutted on my hands. He looked at me intensely while he was breathing heavily.
"That felt good as fuck."
I chuckled and looked at my hand. "Taste it.""That's gross. Why would I ever taste someone's cum."
He grabbed my hand and made me lick each finger one by one.
"How does it taste?" he asked smirking.
"Salty. It tastes salty." I said while I cleaned my hand.
He laughed and we got back to sleep.
Tʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ...
I woke up and he was still sleeping. He kinda looked like a baby when he's asleep. I got ready and went downstairs to the kitchen to go eat some breakfast.
Tᴇʀᴇsᴀ's ᴏᴜᴛғɪᴛ
"Goodmorning. What do you want to eat, miss D'omicano?"
"Please, call me Teresa. Can you make some fried egg for me?"
"Sure. Is that all?"
"Yes, please."After I was done with eating, Antonio came downstairs.
"What are you wearing?"
"Oh, this? It's comfortable and I like it."
"Whatever. Get your suitcase. We're going."
"Going where?"
"Our honeymoon."
"We're still gonna go?"
"Go get your suitcase."
I got my suitcase as quickly as possible and got in the car.His driver was sitting in the front seat and he looked familiar.
"Where is Antonio?"
"He left with his other car. He asked me to bring you to the airport."
"Hey, do I know you from somewhere?"
"I don't know." The man answered nervously.After 1 hour
This is not the way to the airport. Wait a second! I remember him. He used to be Fernando's driver.
"Where are you taking me?"
"To the airpo-"
"Don't play dumb with me. I know you work for Fernando. Where are you taking me?"
"Mister Fernando gave me an order. He's waiting for you."
"W...waiting for me?"
"You didn't think he would let you go that easily, did you?"We arrived at a car parking and I saw Fernando waiting for me.
"Get out." The driver said.When I got out he looked angry. Very angry. He grabbed my arm and pushed me in another car.
"Drive," he told the driver.
"I'm going to hurt you very bad when we get home."
"Fernando please let me go. I beg you. I'll do everything."
"Shut up." And just like that, he slapped me like he always did.
He kept hitting my face until it was all bruised up."Look how beautiful your face looks" He smirked and stared outside the window.
"Please, Fernando. I beg you."
"I'm not letting you go, baby. You're mine, all mine. I don't like to share what's mine. You should know that by now. As for your husband Antonio... I will kill him with my bare hands."No, no,no! This can't be happening right now.
"Please let me g-"
Before I could finish my sentence he hit me again and everything went black.
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Romance𝗔𝗻𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗼 He stopped the car and looked at me. "Teresa, you know what you're doing to me, don't you?" "What do you mean?" "You're turning me on. You're making me horny." He placed his hands on my thighs. I could feel my cheeks glowing red �...