Mrs. Armani

Chapter 7

chapter 7- A gulf (EDITED) 

"you crossed a limit there. you could've just pushed him away." Vittoria tried to reason with him. 

"And perhaps you would've also liked me to thank him, for being gracious enough to dance with my wife in my ABSENCE?" His voice rose with every word, sarcasm linked with anger. 

"Well, your absence is all I get these days anyways." Vittoria said with a laugh. She was quite tipsy. 

"I told you- I've been busy with work," He started. 

"RIGHT, your work this, your work that," She said dramatically. 

They entered Nickolas's suite which happened to be right next to Vittoria, Gianni and Ada's suite. 

 "Why did you come here?" Vittoria asked him when he didn't respond to her comment.

 He went to the bar and poured him a glass of alcohol.

"I came here for you." Nickolas said without turning around, his hands on both sides of the cabinet. "I wanted to be there for you, love, for your birthday trip," Nickolas said, with vulnerability that only Vittoria understood. 

She still remembered how stoic he was when they first met, in those initial days whenever Vittoria laughed or make the most mundane things like making coffee joyous, he used to stare at her like she was a wonder.

He was still stoic, but around her it had been as though a shield came off and he was more honest.

Vittoria shook her head, "So who reminded you, was it Gianni or maybe it was one of your secretaries or perhaps it was Damien," Vittoria chuckled "I should've married him at least then..." The sound of a glass breaking reverberated through the air, Nickolas had thrown it across the room on the wall.

That was the worst thing she could say at that time, she knew Nickolas's jealousy and that was one thing she didn't want to cross him about, but in a drunken stupor, Vittoria's tongue was loose and she was hurt.

He turned around, breathing hard, he walked up to her, his hands dangerously close to her womanhood, "you need to be reminded who you belong to my love." He whispered.

"You think you can still make me wet like you did, or perhaps you have lost your touch, husband?" Vittoria whispered back, as she kept her hands on his shirt. Two could play a game, Vittoria thought.

Nickolas abruptly pulled her waist, to himself, her chest to his, bonded and trapped. "Let's see now shall we," Nickolas said as his hand went under her dress, she was wet, really really wet. By the glint in his eyes he was very satisfied to feel her pussy so wet.

Vittoria jolted, when his finger dipped inside her, her hands curled around his shirt,

Another finger.

"Uhh.." Vittoria moaned. "That's my girl," Nickolas whispered as he fastened his pace. 

Just then she said their safe word, "Armani."

He stilled. Vittoria could feel him vibrate with desire and angst. 

She pushed him on the chair facing the bed.

She went to the connected closet, where he had kept his suitcase.

She opened it to find the special kit he carried. She was sure he had gotten it. She opened it to find all the kinkiest of toys. He always carried it whenever they went on vacation together. 

She decided to give him a modest act to torment him.

She picked out the purple vibrator and headed back into the room. 

He eyed her smirk first and then looked at the device in her hand. His eyes darkened.

"You're abusing the safe word," He said in a guttural tone as she started to slowly strip.

"I don't think an absent husband like you should complain." She tsked, as she sat on the bed sensuously, and slowly inserted the vibrator. "Men would die for a show like this, be grateful, husband dearest."

A soft moan escaped her lips, as she closed her eyes, moving her hips to ecstasy.

"you're such a fucking tease, I'm going to punish you." He headed towards her, but she put her leg on his chest to stop him.

"I don't think so, you had made it clear what the safe word signified- no initiating any sexual act towards the person who said the safe word." She pushed him away with hooded eyes. 

A chuckle of victory escaped her, as she maxed the vibrator and climaxed. 

She took heavy breaths as she lay on the bed. 

She turned to look at Nickolas when she heard a wooden crack.

He had broken the armrest of the chair, in insane agony.

His eyes held nefarious desire and darkness, that sent a thrill through Vittoria.

She was in utter control for now.

He got up, and watched her for a long moment before abruptly heading out of the room, and she heard the lock of the main door of the suite as he exited. 

She sighed.

Twin flames, she thought they were. How naive it had all been. How naive had she been?

It was time for her to start reconsidering this whole relationship.

They could not go on like this. 

It would be the end of her. 

How could she end it?

Why was it so important?

Endings and beginnings? Why did both these changes demand a story? demand a plan? 

He never came back to the suite for the rest of the night. Vittoria was only disappointed in herself that she waited until sunrise to find that out- he did not come back.

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