~ L E I L A ~
I feel the sun shining brightly in my face which causes me to wake up.
I fucking hate the sun.
I sit up so I can go close the blinds but as soon as I move I'm meet with sharp pains all over my body especially my ass.
Did I skydive off the Effie tower and land on my ass?
That's what it feels like.
Oh and I'm butt ass naked.
I remember what happened last night, he called me a whore, got angry and fucked the shit out of me.
Do I regret it?
No. I enjoyed every second of last night and I can handle a little pain.
I slowly get up and look at my bed to find it empty.
I'm not disappointed nor surprised, he doesn't seem like the type to stay the morning after.
I decide to take a shower to soothe my aching muscles.
That's exactly what I fucking need.
After I wait for the water to get warm I get it and instantly feel the water relax my muscles.
I almost moan out from the relief but that's weird so I hold it back.
I suddenly feel a pair of huge hands on my waist and I turn around so fast I almost slipped.
10/10 dumb fuck.
"Lorenzo?" I ask out in disbelief.
Was he here the entire time?
I really need to check my home more often, at this rate I'm going to get murdered.
"Don't sound too shocked, amore. Is there any other Italian man that fucked the shit out of you that you're expecting?" He says sarcastically and I roll my eyes.
His hand quickly reaches out behind me and grabs my hair. When he wraps it around his hand he roughly tugs it so my face is directed right under his.
If he keeps pulling my hair like that I'm going to go bald.
"I thought last night would teach you some manners but I guess you need some more ...lessons" he says finishing with a smirk.
Is that some sort of threat? I loved last night.
"I just might... or maybe I need a new teacher"
I sigh and his smirk changed into a scowl. He drags his hand down my body while the other one stays tangled in my hair.
"Are you still sore" he asks with a firm tone but his eyes are full of concerned
I'm extremely sore, but I'm also extremely horny.
Great idea: Make him angry so he can fuck me hard in the shower so I'm sore for the next few days.
"No" I shrug then smile "I guess you didn't 'fuck the shit' out of me enough"
He glares at me then says "turn around and put your hands on the wall"
I don't move so he roughly turns me around and pushes me against the wall.
He's so easy to piss off.
"Disobey me again, amore. I fucking dare you"
He warns while bringing his hand down my stomach towards my core when he gets there he pinches my clit and I moan out.
"I know your sore, but I still won't go easy on you because you want to act like a dirty slut"
Why did I just get more wet? I don't know.
YOU ARE READING
My Favorite Sin (Republished)
Romance"Get. Out" I say while lifting up the blade to his neck and smiling innocently. His face remains emotionless but he quickly grabs my wrist that holds the dagger, pulls me loser while his other hand grabs my throat roughly. "drop it Puttana" He says...
