It was intoxicating. It gives her a feeling that she has not experienced even before.
It wasn't even her first kiss, nor will it be her first time to have sex, but it came as a shock to her as to how such an act of reverence would make her feel a lot of things in a single moment.
She tried to focus on their interlocked lips as her body tends to get hotter every second that passes by. Giancarlo has one of his arms around her waist that keeps her pressed on his body while his other hand is cupping one of her buttocks.
But what bothers her the most is his hard manhood poking on her stomach as if there is a rock between them.
Her eyes widened when he pushed her on the bed. She did not fight back nor push him away as she already anticipated for things to escalate like that given the incinerating kiss, but the fiery look on Giancarlo's eyes made her shiver that she came to realize that there is no going back now.
"Open your legs wider." Giancarlo whispered and even bit the tip of her ear. She moaned at that but complied.
His fingers are as light as feathers as they slither around her legs, teasing her. She gasped when she felt his index finger caressing the intimate part between her thighs.
"What do you want me to do next, Signorina?" Giancarlo asked in a seductive voice but she couldn't bear to respond as she could only manage to moan. She wanted him to go all the way but she would rather die than admit it. Additionally, it seems like he finds it more enjoyable to tease her like that.
When she did not answer after a full minute, Giancarlo stared down at her. She automatically jerked her face away not wanting him to see her being aroused but he was quicker to steady her with his hand.
She expected him to mock her but the mafia boss is just silently looking at her intently as if studying her face.
"Non sapevo che una donna potesse essere così bella quando è eccitata."
"Speak English."
"I didn't know that a woman could be so beautiful when she is aroused."
She swallowed hard as she did not expect such words of flattery from him.
"You have already slept with a lot of women so spare me the pleasantries." she raised her eyebrows and averted her gaze on the wall.
She heard him chuckling at her remark. "If I didn't know you, I would think that you were jealous. But I guess you can't just admit that you do look beautiful right now, can you?"
She did not respond in kind. Being called beautiful is nothing new to her, but the fact that he said it makes her uneasy. She'd rather him belittle her than cajole her with words she couldn't tell if he meant them or not.
"You are hired."
She looked at him confusedly when he suddenly moved away from her then started to button his shirt.
"What do you mean I am hired?"
Giancarlo gave her an impassive look then the corner of his lips curved into a smirk. "Why? Did I disappoint you?"
Before she could stop herself, she had already thrown a pillow at him that he caught midair as he laughed.
"I do not tend to mix pleasure with business, Miss Rivera. After all, just like what you said you are not a bad investment at all," he said then set down the pillow on the space beside her.
She let out a relieved sigh. Even though she had expected for things to happen differently, still, she is thankful that it's all there is to it.
Without sparing her a second glance, Giancarlo went to the door. He was about to leave when she stopped him.
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Twisted Fixation
General FictionBetrayal. Revenge. Obsession. Femme fatale Yuriko Rivera had set her mind on only one thing for three years now, ever since her father was mercilessly murdered on the night of her 24th birthday. Kill the mafia boss who ordered the hit, regardless o...