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Making my way back to the kitchen so I could finish washing the dishes. My mind kept going back to the conversation with Antonio, I was still unsure what prompted him to summon me and the route that the conversation took. I felt in a way that the answers he received from me weren’t quite what he expected and there was an ulterior motive to it all. But then again, my brain always went into overdrive trying to see things that weren’t really there.
“Ah, there you are… Mr Conti has spilt something in his room and needs it cleaned up. Now. So be gone already,” Cecco ordered.
“Can you not send anyone else?” I dared to ask, as Denise entered the kitchen behind him.
She stared down her nose at me, furrowing her brows at my attitude towards Cecco. I thought better of waiting for an answer from either of them, I dried my hands with a cloth and walked past both of them not wanting to make any form of contact and made my way to the cleaning cupboard. Armed with my cleaning products I made my way to his room, once I reached it I knocked three times but there was no reply. I gently opened the door and entered without any concern, that was until I heard music coming from the bathroom.
Noticing that the door wasn’t fully closed and heard the shower running and assumed Antonio was in there, hopefully all alone. The music that played wasn’t something I expected, I thought he’d be into something along the lines of a classical song rather than the rock that boomed from there. I rolled my tongue over my teeth and turned my attention back to what I was called here for. I noticed a dark-coloured stain near the foot of the bed, I got on my hands and knees, and set about cleaning the area. I sprayed the cleaning solution and started to scrub the stain, whilst doing this I heard his voice singing along to the tune, so I lifted my head in the direction of the door, and was determined to hold myself together this time.
His voice got louder, and I was so eager to have a sneaky look inside the bathroom and find out what he was up to. The next song that came on was slow and seductive. I sat back on my feet, placed a hand on my left breast, closed my eyes and bit down on my lower lip. I imagined him in the shower with the water dancing deliciously over his body, his hands would’ve been running wildly over his abs and down to his groin. I pressed my fingers to my lips while tightening my core muscles, my heart raced, and my breathing got heavier the more aroused I got.
All I could picture was Antonio in the shower touching his… I ran my hands down to my pussy, cupping the area, aware my panties were wet and it was all for him. With my hand I slipped it inside my panties and started rubbing, firm and hard. My eyes closed, as I concentrated on my arousing hand rhythm, I find my clit and torment the nerve endings. I plunged my boobs together while loving my own erotic touch, only I wanted it to be him doing it.
Thoughts entered my head of straddling him, his cock close to my entrance, and me grinding my slick folds against it, turning us both on. Then I would lift slightly and position myself so that his dick would fill me to the hilt.
I couldn’t believe I fucking pined for the enemy, I urgently wanted his dick deep inside me, fucking me senseless. I’d allow him to take care of my body… seduce me to any level he wished, I was his. I imagined him kissing along my neckline until he reached my chest, I would be so aroused and keen for him to do what he wanted with me. His fingers would delicately trace my contours, leaving me breathless and losing all control.
I slipped my hand back between my legs bringing up my dress and glided it into my panties, my finger slides along my folds as it collects the evidence of my arousal as it goes. I just needed Antonio to come here and use his tongue and give me what I deserved. My fingers inside, my sex that was quivering for its pleasure. I found my clit, running my finger over the sensitive nub, gasping my breath. Then without warning shockwaves soared through my body. My tummy tensed as I manipulated my clit, each motion set it burning into desire.
Using my juices to torment the clit further, eager to have the sensation. My body got hotter, my pulse rapid and my breath rasped…I had to have this and all for Antonio.
“I’m guessing that touching yourself is allowed?”
In that second I instantly froze, my breath felt like it had just been stolen from me. I slowly opened my eyes and noticed Antonio standing before me wearing a white towel around his waist with droplets of water dripping down his chest and his hair slicked back away from his face. I quickly pulled my hand out from my panties, and without hesitation started collecting all my cleaning supplies. Once I had everything together, I quickly rose to my feet and rushed towards the door without even answering him.
I really don’t know how it happened, but he managed to beat me to the door and blocked my escape. Our eyes collided, and my heartbeat was rapid against my chest, I managed to stop myself from colliding with him and was then frozen to the spot. After a few seconds I managed to come to my senses and stepped back, I really didn’t need him intimidating me at that moment, I was embarrassed enough. I just had to leave the room, and get the hell away from him, only something stopped me from trying. I glanced down, admiring his chest, and his stomach muscles, and suddenly I was longing to trace them with my tongue, it was like those tiny droplets were begging me to lick them away.
“Where are you going?” he asked me in a gravelly tone.
“I’m sorry…” I said as I tried to swallow around the lump that had formed in my throat and looked down at my feet, I could feel the heat rushing to my cheeks.
“Sorry? Why are you sorry for turning yourself on and giving me a show?”
Unable to bring myself to look at him, if I had, I would’ve melted under his intense stare, but I had no choice as he placed a finger under my chin, and gently lifted my head up so I had no other option but to make eye contact with him. Once our eyes connected, I noticed that there was a tender and compassionate look on his face, one that I’d never seen from him before.
“P… please… I need to leave,” I pleaded with him.
“What if I don’t want you to?” he questioned.
Chapter 12
ANTONIO
There was no fucking chance she was leaving my room when I knew how hot and horny, she was right at that moment. What I found when I came out of my bathroom was something more fascinating and exciting than I have ever witnessed in my life. I owned plenty of nightclubs and strip clubs, but fuck, what I just saw, had sent all my blood to my dick and I was as hard as stone, I was so amazed that she hadn’t already noticed it yet.
“I’m sorry…” she told me in a timid voice.
“Sorry? Why are you sorry for turning yourself on and giving me a show?” I asked as I watched her cheeks turn red.
Placing a finger under her chin and gently lifted her head up so she would have to make eye contact with me, I noticed that she was still turned on and could smell her arousal.
“P… please… I need to leave,” she pleaded with me.
“What if I don’t want you to?” I questioned.
I’d set myself a challenge and if I couldn’t touch her then maybe there was another way around that rule of hers.
“Get yourself over to the bed,” I told her in a tone that was not to be argued with.
