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Letting go of his body, she ran her hand down her front and began to stroke her clit. With each thrust of his cock and touching herself, she got closer to orgasm. She sank her teeth into her lip, trying to keep her pleasured cries from escaping, but it wasn’t doing any good. She was so close, and as she stroked herself, she came hard on his cock.
“Fuck, yeah.”
If it was possible for Gino to have been holding back, she didn’t realize until he let go and used her, fucking her harder than ever before, but she loved it, relished it.
She took everything he gave, and as he came, she felt each pulse of his cock as he flooded her body.
It was a good thing she went to the doctor today. She hadn’t been on any birth control, and with how quickly Gino was fucking her without a condom, they needed the protection.
He didn’t pull out or try to leave.
When she looked up, she saw his frown.
“Did I not do it right?” she asked, feeling overcome with embarrassment. She could now say she’d had physical sex three times. That was it.
She thought it was amazing, but the look on his face made her doubt her skill.
“You did.”
“Oh. So, erm, what was wrong?” she asked.
“Nothing, absolutely nothing.” He dropped a kiss to her lips. “I’ve got some things I need to do.”
He pulled out of her body, and she watched him leave. He didn’t say another word, just left her in the pool. Looking around the empty room, she suddenly felt so cold. Why had he pulled away? What had she done wrong?
Nothing made any sense to her anymore.
For several minutes she didn’t move.
She was tempted to swim again, only, there was no desire, no passion.
She climbed out, found the supply closet where the towels were, and wrapped one around her. She gathered her own clothes and left the swimming pool, going back to her little prison.
Entering her room, she saw there was no guard on the door. No one was around.
Her room still had the television, along with the selection of porn and sex toys. She ignored it, and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.
When had this become so complicated?
She didn’t understand, nor did she want to.
****
By the end of the week, Gino was back in control. He visited Avery every single night, fucked her, and left. He didn’t linger in her room; he played with her like he would a toy. Once he was done, he put her back on the shelf and got back to work. For him, it was working fine, and he needed it to in order to focus.
He didn’t know what the fuck happened between them in the pool, but something had come over him as he stared down into her brown eyes. Something sharp, deep, and full of … feeling.
All he needed to do was to remember she was nothing more than a toy. She’d given herself to him, and he had to remember it was nothing more.
Each day, he dealt with the upcoming Cartel threat, dealing with his men who kept trying to sell their drugs. He was tired of the constant threat, and he’d already gone to The Boss with the problem. There would be punishment meted out soon enough. He couldn’t wait. It had been too long since he had any real bloodshed.
He stared at his reflection and smiled. The suit he wore hid the ink that showed the world exactly who he was. There were always rumors or gossip, but no one ever asked him to his face if he was part of the mafia.
No one had ever gotten close to that level of disrespect, apart from Avery. With her, he had found it cute, and he’d treated it as such.
Avery, what was he going to do with her?
Her father was never going to earn him the kind of money he needed. There was nothing else either of them could offer, but knowing this, he didn’t want to break that trust she had in him.
How fucking stupid was he? He was a man of his word, and her father had broken his end of the deal.
Putting his Avery problem to one side, he made his way toward her room and knocked.
He didn’t wait for an answer and simply opened the door. Why the fuck did he knock in the first place? He owned this house. This room, and everything in it, including the woman, belonged to him.
Avery stepped out of the bathroom. She ran her hands down the dress. There was a rose at the nape of her neck. He had some beauticians in earlier to get her ready. They had left a little while ago.
She looked stunning. She didn’t look like a toy, but like a sophisticated wife about to go to a charity gala.
