The Psychopath | 18+

14. επιθυμία-Desire (LST)

Romana's POV
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I stumbled over my own two feet, fighting to reach the room before he did. I was nervous, was I really going to do this? Let Eros take me.

My heart pounded in my chest like beating drums, I frantically opened the door glancing behind me every so often, he wasn't there yet.

Finally, the door pushed and I almost fell inside, I closed the door behind me and froze. Damnit!

I didn't know what to do! okay, take off my clothes, face down, ass up and what else? My mind was clouded with frantic thoughts that I didn't even notice the door being opened.

My breath hitched in my throat at the sight that graced me when I turned around, Eros stood with nothing but his pants on, his chest was exposed, his pecks were big, broad and round, mouthwatering. His abs were chiseled and secured firmly against his abdomen. He's really sexy and I had to clench my legs.

He stared at me with a displeased look on his face and I gulped, already knowing what I was in for. Shit.

"I- it was too quick, I couldn't strip in time" I tried to explain in a rush, sounding ridiculous. His eyes darkened and he remained silent.

He gently closed the door behind him, eyes still trained on me then he took a slow taunting step forward and I stumbled backwards, this man maintained a very intimidating yet very sexy presence. With a mischievous smirk he made his way over to me and I couldn't go any further as my back touched the wall both of his hands caged me in, and I had now I had nowhere to run.

"Pity" he began, taking one hand down from the wall and using it to trace my collarbone.

"That's what... 1 2 3 disobedience" he stated, and my eyes widened. He brought his hands down to my thighs and started dragging his fingers upwards, torturing and pushing me towards the edge.

"I don't have to tell you that you're going to be punished now, do I?" He asked, I almost shook my head but remembered his warnings.

"No master" I replied, he nodded with approval, bringing his fingers up to my heat and touching me for the first time since his mental tortures began. I moaned almost having an orgasm on the spot, this was bliss, a feeling that I've been craving for so long that it felt like a reward after a long day of work.

Finally! Damn.

He pressed his thump on my clit through my underwear and I jumped, I had to brace myself using his shoulders. it felt so good that it was hard not to pounce on him right then and there.

"There are rules Ms. Feretti" he said, moving my panty to the side then rubbing my sex up and down in slow movements.

"Number 1... Don't touch me" I opened my eyes and yanked my hands from off his shoulders, I was somewhat scared that id broken the first rule even though I had no prior knowledge of it but he didn't seem too upset.

"Number 2.... " He continued, " If it gets too much, you say deténgase and I will stop. I will not respond to anything else. " I bit my lips to stop the excessive moans from spewing out, but it was futile, he slowly inserted one finger inside of me and I brought my head back against the wall, then he added another and I fought hard not to hold on to him.

"Eros" I cried out, it was already too much, he curled his fingers upwards fiddling with my G spot. My mouth hung open, eyes hooded as he played me like a violin.

"Number 3....." his voice became huskier as he too felt the effects of desire even if it isn't necessarily an emotion for him. "Once we are in these settings you address me as master" he sunk his fingers deeper and added a third, I gasp at the way they were stretching me, tears brimmed the edges of my eyes and I had to bite my lip to hold back a scream.