Francesca's pov
Andrea gave me clothing with tags on and all as she pointed me to the third floor, end of the hall. I thanked her and started to go up the stairs.The sound of my heels against the wooden floor was merged by another set of steps behind me. I stopped and slowly turned on my heels to see King following me. I said nothing and continued up the stairs and listened as he got closer. I walked down the hall but his steps started to drift. He walked into a room on the opposite end of mine. I opened the door and looked up to a bed so far up off the ground surrounded by a beige and gold interior. I don't even know what kind of rich this is any more.
I dropped my stuff on the bed and jumped to sit on the edge of it. I started to remove my heels and dropped them to the floor causing a loud crash both times. I took off my necklace, earrings, and rings, dropping them into my bag. I sat looking around, looking at the ground so far from my feet. As I looked at the white nail polish that covered my toes, the silence left me with my mind.
My first thought was to go check the bathroom but my second was a falling star. King. Not a second look. I don't blame him. He told me he was wrapped in some girl's legs, that would be the moment I looked at him differently. I didn't want someone's hand printed into my neck, but I don't think I'd mind King's handprint. I wouldn't dig my nails into a man's back, but I sure wouldn't mind a few scratches on King. Before I knew it my legs were crossed and my eyes were shut.
I sighed slowly, opened my eyes and jumped down. I walked into the bathroom and ran the bath with cold water before going to the sink, washing my face and neck. Once I finished I turned off the lights leaving only the window shining in moonlight. I stripped off my clothes and clipped my hair up. I took a deep breath and stepped into the bath tub of cold water, sitting down and dipping my body in only leaving my head above water.
I closed my eyes and thought of anything or anyone as long as it wasn't him. I thought of myself. How I was cheated out of a normal life. A life where you get to make mistakes and choices, I didn't get that. I was put here, to this very moment where I sit across the hall from a man I wish I met on different standards and in a home of a very dangerous family. While my family was either in the hospital or in the dark about it all.
I was startled when I heard the door open but It was muffled so it was another door. I sank deeper leaving my nose above water. I soothed myself with deep breaths. Until my skin started to crawl with goose bumps from my toes to my neck. I sat up with my eyes still closed and sighed.
"That night," I whispered. "It wasn't a fun night. A bad one if you will." I crossed my arms over my chest. "I didn't know how to tell you guys, didn't know if I should." I said through worry. "Thought so. Your words laced me, I didn't want to accept someone touching you." I felt the water ripple by my thighs, the room felt eerie. "Not to sound cruel but I rather you have had a bad night so I have a reason when I put a knife through his spine." I brought my legs up to my chest and closed them, not knowing what to say. His hand was still in the tub as the water couldn't keep still. I didn't open my eyes but I'm sure if I did his green and gray eyes would be looking back at me. The water ran still, I was ready to open my eyes until I bit my tongue trying to gasp.
His wet hand rested on my knee before slowly moving down to spread my legs apart. I didn't fight back. He had this, he had me. For this moment. Even if this means nothing to us in a few weeks it means something now. My chest moved up and down as I started to breathe heavily, his hand left my thighs and hovered. I clenched my jaw when I felt pressure on my clit. Vibrations ran through my spine as he forcefully pushed down my clit and thrusted two fingers into my pussy.
Every move was felt and every sound, like the water rocking back and forth as he finger fucked me till my back was arching. I lifted my hips, he pushed in deeper. I grabbed the edges of the tub, my eyes grew wide and I felt my stomach turning as his fingers went faster. I was throbbing my body begging for more. His eyes pierced my mines as I quietly whimpered. I swayed my hips back and forth as he pushed a third finger into me.
My whispering turned into moaning as my heart was racing and my clit was pulsing. Water pushed out of the tub as my hair came undone and dropped down my back. "Oh for god's sake." I moaned. His eyes never left mine, from the shift in his glance I could tell he was now smiling. "No doc," He said, curling his fingers inside my cunt. "For your sake, be straight up with me next time." I arched my brow as he pulled out as I was so close to an orgasm. He stood up leaving me breathing in the tub. I closed my eyes and sank back under water this time submerging my whole body.
He turned on the lights as I came back up for air. He was shirtless and had his fingers in his mouth, cleaning them off. "So who touched you?" He asked, sitting back at the edge of the bathtub. I didn't answer and looked down at my legs. I slid my hands down my thighs as I held eye contact with him. "You touched me." I whispered. My lips parted as I thrusted a finger into my pussy and watched as his eyes averted to between my legs. "One." I thrusted another finger and moaned softly. "Two." I lifted my hips as I felt all the things he made me feel just seconds ago. "Three."
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Francesca Romano
Ficção GeralFinally making her dream come true of becoming a doctor and making her mother proud Francesca begins to believe her life is complete. After what she had been through with her father and seen how her mother was treated by him she never cared for love...