Because we can

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Chapter 7

Mature/graphic language ahead.

Daniele's POV

And here  comes the enchanting mermaid. È davvero una deliziosa tentatrice! (She really is a delicious temptress)

I desire her. It's infuriating how badly. I want to touch her, to savour her, to bent her, to stretch and to ignite unadulterated lust in her eyes.

Because she awakened this hunger, it's her responsibility to satiate it. And she will. Willingly...

My hands itch to slap her bouncy bottom.  As I picture it jiggling while I take her from behind, a shiver of pleasure runs through my body. My intrusive thoughts are flooding my mind, and I have no intention to suppress them. Why would I?

A delightful vision takes shape in my mind : I see her at my mercy suspended in the air restrained by ropes, nipple clamps adorning her perky buds and her smooth skin glistening with sweat. I can literally feel her luscious lips around me, her hands tied backwards.

The friction of my undergarments against my hardened length is painfully pleasurable and threatens to push me over the edge. The feeling is maddening. The tingles in my loins intensify and prickly goosebumps break out across my arms and my nape.

Cosi Bella, cosi inebriante! (So beautiful, so intoxicating)

I have indulged the flesh at every given opportunity and in every imaginable way. I am bound neither by conventions nor by norms. Pleasure is all I seek. As long as it's consensual, the possibilities are endless.

People say that I am "morally bankrupt", a shameless manwhore solely guided by lust. They can keep their insignificant opinions to themselves.

Whether in a committed relationship or single, thick or thin, short or tall, young or reasonably older, heathens or devotees, rich or poor, it doesn't matter who my lovers are.  It doesn't mean that I have no or low standards. Quite the opposite, actually.

Usually, it doesn't require much effort to seduce them; ultimately, they beg  me to take them, to use them, to defile them. It would be cruel to deny them. Wouldn't it? I have never purposely hurt them. At least if they didn't want me to ... Pain and pleasure are the sides of a coin after all...

I avoid scandals and unnecessary drama. Thus, my employees are off limits. I had a fling with my former secretary. It was nothing more than casual sex. A very lousy lay, to say the least... But the foolish woman thought that she could trap and threaten me. I sacked and blacklisted her. Nobody blackmails me without repercussions.

There is one exception, though... Catalina...

She is one of the younger maids working at  the main house. The little vixen likes it rough and hard. No strings attached, just living the moment. We had a steamy threesome with her boyfriend once. I must admit that his tight rear felt nice. But I'll stick to the wet, warm and narrow tunnels of my female counterparts.

I feel strangely possessive towards Giuliana. I can't fathom sharing her. Not even with Federico or Enzo. But I wouldn't mind  defiling her sinful body in front of other men until she reaches her little death. What an exhilarating feeling to know that they desire her but can't have her.

Me... Only me.

I know that the attraction is mutual, even if she fights or tries to hide it. But her body betrays her every single time. Her efforts are useless.  Like other stubborn women before her, her walls will crumble  in due time.

In my experience, most of the time, the seemingly prim and proper are the most corrupted.

I need to taste her, just once!

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