Page 31 of Dancing in Sin


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After picking me up fromBellissima, his driver, whose name I learned is Christopher, brought us back to Nico’s penthouse. Within seconds of entering his apartment, he had me stripped naked, on the bed and his head between my legs. I am still sore from when he took my virginity, but the soothing, gentle laps of his tongue that brought me to orgasm helped some and was just what I needed to soothe my tender pussy. The bliss of my climax lasted all of a couple of seconds before he thrust his thick cock into me, stretching me to my limits, and reminding me of why I am so tender in the first place. That was five hours ago. If I thought I was in pain after my first time, I am sure it will have nothing on how I am going to feel tomorrow. Nico is an animal. Feral and unhinged in his movements as he takes me over and over. Lighting up every part of my body like a live wire and bringing me pleasure I never knew existed.

“Nico,” I cry out, black spots dotting my vision. Clawing at his back, my eyes roll shut, as my eighth - or is this the ninth - orgasm of the day barrels through me.

“That’s it,Tesoro, milk my cock. Let me fill you up.” He pounds into me harder, his dick stretching me wide open. Equal amounts of pleasure and pain shoot through my pussy as he uses me like his own personal fuck doll. I am still so new to sex, and Nico is abnormally big in the cock department. Long. Thick. Veiny. And perfect despite the way he is destroying my pussy right now.

“You are going to take every single drop of mela mia piccola ballerina. I want your cunt filled with my seed.” He rasps, his Italian accent coming through. Jesus, it’s hot. And for the first time in my life, I feel sexy. The fact that I can bring a man like Nico to his knees, make him fall apart, is empowering. “Fuckkkk,” he groans, his eyes rolling shut. He stills, his cock pulsing. And then I feel it. Warmth coats my insides as he fills me.

His eyes snap open, locking on mine. He smirks. “You are so fucking tightTesoro. The way you grip me, the way you feel. You were made for me and my cock.” He murmurs, dropping a kiss on my head.

My heart rate kicks up at the look in his eyes. Though it hasn’t been long, whatever is going on between us, my feelings for him are growing at an unnerving speed the more time I spend with him. They are taking root deep inside, changing me irrevocably. I know with everything in me, this man could damage me in the worst way possible. He has the potential to break my heart into a million pieces, but even knowing that it’s not enough for me to walk away. I want to dive into him headfirst, give him everything,behis everything. Dancing used to be the only thing that made me feel alive, and now I can add Nico to that list. It’s equal parts thrilling and scary. A smile tugsat my lips. I once saw a quote that saidthe best things in life always come from doing what scares you the most.And Nico does scare me, so maybe whoever came up with that saying knew what they were talking about. Perhaps they had someone like Nico. And maybe, just maybe, Nico will be the best thing that ever happened to me…

My lips twitch with the need to smile at that thought, but I fold my lips between my teeth trying to hide my happiness. Glancing up, I find Nico’s intense gaze on me searching my face. His brows are furrowed, and he watches me as if I am the world’s most difficult puzzle to solve. Shaking his head, he presses a kiss to my lips, before rolling to the side, and taking me with him. His cock still inside me, he tucks me into his chest, holding onto me as if I might disappear. “Nico?”

“Hmm?”

“You-you’re still inside me.”

“Yeah. I am. And it’s where I will stay until I fuck you again. Now sleep.” I hear the humor in his voice, but he says it with such confidence, that I don’t argue with him. Instead, I snuggle further into his chest as if it’s where I belong.

It only takes mere seconds before my eyes grow heavy and my breathing evens out. Cuddled into Nico with his cock still inside me, I fall asleep.

***

“Fuck,Tesoro,” a masculine voice grunts as I am roused from my sleep.

My eyes open to darkness and I feel full. Pressure builds between my legs, and I can’t help the whimper that leaves my lips. Confusion hits me, my foggy brain trying to catch up with what is happening and where I am. I quickly sift through mymemories. Nico. Picking me up from work. All the sex. Falling asleep. I startle, liquid heat coursing through my body when the stabbing sensation between my legs increases.

Blinking, I glance up, finding Nico’s pleasure-filled face hovering over me. And then everything rushes to the surface, and what is actually happening hits me like a freight train. Nico is having sex with me. Thrusting in and out of me while I am sleeping. Should I be worried about that? Is it a normal thing for couples to do…? My thoughts are forgotten when he hits a particularly sensitive spot inside me, making me moan in pleasure. But even though desire is quickly coursing through my veins, the slight sting of pain is still there.

“Nico, I’m sore,” I whine, hoping I convey just how tender I still am and that he what… just stops?

“I know baby, but I couldn’t resist. You looked so sexy sleeping peacefully, with my cum running out of your pussy, I just had to fuck you. I have never been so hard in my life.” He reaches down, running circles on my clit and making me forget my inner turmoil. He leans in close, his tongue darting out as he licks a trail up my face before his mouth drops to my ear. “I had to plug it in somehow. We don’t want any going to waste, do we.” He growls possessively and though it was asked in a way of a question it is rhetorical. “Now come for me, so I can pump your perfect cunt full of my seed again.” I whimper, and as if he has a trained me to be his obedient little toy, I cry out when an orgasm hits, my pussy pulsing as I cum on his cock, just like he demanded. “Good girl.” He praises, thrusting in and out of me faster. His moves turn jerkier, and I know he is close. With his eyes locked on mine, he buries himself so deep, I swear I feel his cock moving in my stomach. He groans, his forehead dropping to mine as he spills waves and waves of cum inside of me. “Christ. Out of all the women I have fucked, your cunt is by far the best thing I have ever put my dick in.”

I scowl, despite him not being able to see me. The last thing I want to hear about while he is inside me is the other women he has been with. It’s disrespectful. How would he feel, had I not been a virgin, and I spoke about other men while he fucks me? I shove at his chest making him lift his head. A grin curves his lips when his gaze locks with mine and he searches my face. Asshole knew exactly what he was doing by saying those crude words. Knew I would react.

“Get off me.” I hiss.

Nico laughs, angering me further. “Come now,Tesoro. Don’t be jealous. It’s a compliment.”

I look at him incredulous. “A compliment? And how would you feel if spoke about another man’s co-cock while we are having sex?” Despite wanting to sound confident, I stutter trying to say the word out loud, my cheeks heating in embarrassment.

His face turns hard, that blank mask locking in place. He narrows his cold, calculative eyes and fear shoots through me. Maybe I shouldn’t have said that. But then, it’s double standards if he is allowed but I have to keep my mouth shut. It would be a disservice to women all around the world, if I accept Nico’s hypocrisy.

“Baby, I don’t think I will have that problem. One, you struggle to even say the wordcockwithout turning bright red, and two,” he cuts off, pinning me with a threatening look. I shudder, my heart pumping erratically. “If another man ever touches you or you ever touch another man? I will make you watch as I kill him slowly. And then, just to prove my point, I will fuck you in front of his dead body, bathing you in my cum, so that even in death he knows you are mine.”

I freeze, my blood turning to ice with every word out of his mouth. I stare at him, trying to find any hint that this is just an idle threat, but I come up empty. My heart pounds against my ribcage, my body so stiff I am like a statue. I knew hewas dangerous but if he has no problem murdering a man for touching me then he is worse than I ever thought. I swallow, suddenly remembering the client who touched me at the club and Nico’s reaction to that. Worry churns in my gut. “What…” I trail off, chewing my lip as I decide whether I want to ask him my next question.

“What, Ocean?” Annoyance and impatience flickers in his eyes.

I don’t expect an answer, but I blurt my next words anyway “What happened to the man that touched me at The Executive Club?”

He smirks, but it’s not a nice look, it’s downright terrifying. He taps my nose. “I am not going to taint your pretty little head with nightmares of what happened to that asshole,Tesoro. But, what I will tell you is that he won’t be touching you again.”

I shiver, cold seeping into my bones and I suddenly have the urge to run far away from him. “I should go.”

He shakes his head. “No. Let’s shower and then I want to take you to dinner.”

“But work…” I am grasping at straws; I know I am. He got Macy to get my whole shift covered today when he showed up this morning. But I feel like I am out of my depth with this man and that I’m playing with fire. Now that the lust-filled haze has worn off, I’m not sure I want to get burnt.

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