DESIDERIO: A Short Story | 18+

Ruin

I stood looking at what they were making. Dante had me in front of him making the sauce. His hand held mine as I stirred it.

To be honest I wasn't paying attention. I wondered what it would feel like when I sat down.

Before I knew it, I was standing at the table.

"Sit," Matteo instructed.

After they realized why I was standing, they looked at me and muffled a laugh.

"It's not funny."

"Come here." Matteo sat me down on his lap in a way that didn't put a lot of pressure on the plug.

"You've never used one?"

"No." He kissed my cheek.

"Who taught you to cook?"

"Papa. He was a great cook." Dante answered.

"Is he...?"

"Yes."

"My condolences." Matteo rubbed my back.

"It's okay. We have many fond memories of him."

"Do you want dessert?"

"Dessert, that'll make me cum, or dessert you'll feed me?"

"You are bold as well." Dante kissed my lips and brought back cannoli.

Matteo fed it to me. I could get used to this. But I reminded myself it was only for three months. Nevertheless, I will enjoy it while it lasts.

"You tell us what you like and what you don't. What you want to do, and we'll follow that, yes?"

"Okay."

"Yes, Matteo. Yes, Dante. No, Matteo. No, Dante. This is how you will answer Fiore."

"Yes, Matteo." That made my stomach dip again.

"Let's get ready for bed."

Matteo sat me on the counter in the bathroom gently, not fully putting all my weight down.

"Good?"

"Yeah." He gradually rested me on the counter until I was fully sat.

"I'll take it out in a minute."

He turned on the shower. My eyes wandered around the bathroom. It was huge. From what I've seen, the whole place was clean and smelled good.

What kind of business did they do?

Dante pulled his shirt off my body and picked me up, "Bend over."

Laying my chest flat on the counter, he kneeled and pulled my ass open. He kissed my pussy and my legs quivered.

"It will feel familiar. It is not what you think. Try to relax."

I nodded and he slapped my ass.

"Yes, Dante." I corrected myself. He kissed my upper thigh and my ass in approval.

He played with my clit and slowly pulled the plug, but I tightened, and it settled back into me.

He rubbed me faster. Taking my mind off the plug.

"That's it. Just relax."

He pushed his fingers into me.

"So wet. What's making you so wet, Jasmine?" His thick accent made my name sound erotic.

Alluring.