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“You couldn’t get any younger girls?” I sniffed. “These bitches are all hags, Sil.”
Silvio chuckled. “Boss, I know you’re a man of exquisite taste,” he said. “But trust me – these girls, they don’t come cheap. I paid a tidy sum for these cunts, so I hope you enjoy.” Silvio snapped his fingers until two of the girls looked up. “Hey, entertain Mr. Amoruso!”
The two girls skittered over like excited puppies. One of them was blonde, with obvious dark roots showing on her head. She was wearing blue eye shadow, fake lashes, and a blue bikini. Her tits were practically bursting out of the top, and I smirked when I saw her lick her lips and run her hands down her body.
The other girl was hotter. She was a brunette, with blue eyes and kind of an innocent look about her. She almost reminded
me of Beth, that little girl I’d fucked in my limo the other day. Hold up, I thought. Beth ain’t just a little girl. She’s dangerous. She could ruin my fucking life.
I knew that I’d have to deal with her at some point, but I didn’t know how. Obviously, I could kill her. But since I was already halfway to being on the hook for killing her fiancé, I knew my doorstep was the first place New York Police would think to look.
And besides, she was the best fuck I’d had in years. I could tell that she’d wanted it the whole time. Her hot little body had been supple and tense and she’d been wetter than Niagara Falls by the time I slid my cock inside that perfect, pink pussy. Just thinking about the way she’d tasted was enough to make my balls ache with lust.
“What do you want us to do?” The blonde simpered and giggled, grabbing the brunette by the shoulders.
Silvio chuckled. “Hear that, boss? They wanna make sure you get a real good show.” He turned to the blonde and beckoned with his hand. “Why not give your friend a nice little kiss,” he said. “Make sure to use your tongue.”
The blonde giggled. She pulled the brunette close and wrapped her skinny arms around the brunette’s shoulders. Their mouths came together and their tongues touched before their lips did. I watched, semi-interested, as the blonde got down on her knees. She winked at me and blushed as she tugged her blue bikini away, leaving an airbrushed body that was so basic it was boring. The blonde leaned close to the brunette and pulled her shirt off before bending her head and licking at her nipples.
I rolled my eyes. “Enough,” I said. “You might have better luck performing for old Sil, here.” I tapped Silvio on the shoulder. “Why not take these honeys into the back room?”
Silvio frowned. “Boss, you sure?” He could hardly tear his eyes away from the fake lesbian spectacle in front of us.
I nodded. “Never been more sure,” I grunted. “These bitches ain’t doin’ it for me, not tonight.”
Silvio grinned. “Come on, girls,” he said. “Let’s go someplace a little more…private.” The girls giggled and squealed as they followed him through my house, their heels clicking on the marble floors.
I sighed and took a snifter of bourbon off the table. It smelled good – expensive, woody, and smoky, just the way I liked. I closed my eyes and savored the taste, wishing that I was tasting Beth Wilson’s pussy just one more time.
15
Beth
In the end, I had to call Detective Aberson and tell him that I wouldn’t be able to make it in that day. To be honest, I couldn’t have done much of anything – I was feeling both shocked and horrified at what had happened. I couldn’t believe that I’d had sex with Alessio Amoruso. It didn’t seem real – almost like a bad dream…albeit, a bad dream that still made me come harder than I ever had before in my life.
As I slowly trudged home, I couldn’t stop thinking about how Alessio had taken me. How he’d ripped my clothes off. How he’d made me want to be fucked like I’d never been fucked before in my life. When I recalled the sensation of his tongue lapping at my asshole and pussy, I shivered so violently that I thought I would fall over.
I knew that I could never tell Heather. No matter how sex positive and open she claimed to be, she’d think that I was a crazy slut. And maybe I was – maybe I had acted like a crazy slut. That’s what Michael would think, I realized with dismay as I let myself into my apartment. He’d think I’d completely lost my mind. He’d think that I made a horrible decision.
But even worse than the disbelief was the guilt. I hated to think that I’d only slept with two men in my life – and one of them had killed the other! It made me feel like I was in a real soap opera.
Still, when I looked at my bruised mouth and shoulder in the mirror, hot arousal pumped through my veins and I shivered. Thankfully, Heather wasn’t home. I decided to take a bath.
This will be like my cleansing of Alessio, I thought as I ran hot water and slipped into the tub. I made sure the water was hot enough to burn my skin and turn me pink all over. This way, I never have to think about what I did ever again. It was a freak thing, and I’m never going to let myself have that lapse in judgment ever again.
Being naked made me feel sensual. I closed my eyes and relaxed in the water, letting my arms float. My wrists were only slightly bruised from the tape, but I burned red with shame when I realized how much I’d liked being taped up during sex. I hadn’t been able to move, I wouldn’t have been able to push Alessio away…even if I’d wanted to.
Before I knew what was happening, I’d slipped into a sensual, wet dream.
“You look very sexy, Beth,” Alessio growled. He slid a finger down my breasts and circled my areola until I was gasping and wriggling with pleasure. Alessio pinched my nipple between his fingers and I cried out as a hot bolt of lust surged through my body.
All I could do was moan. I was tied up with my legs spread wide apart. My thighs ached and my muscles trembled as I hung suspended in the chill air of the room. Alessio walked around me, dressed in a black suit, holding a riding crop.
I couldn’t speak, even if I wanted to. I was gagged with a ball-gag. Saliva was dripping from my lips as Alessio walked around me in slow circles. I blushed all over, knowing that he was inspecting my body and waiting for the right moment when he could take me and make me his.
Alessio walked closer. He smirked. “You want me to touch you?”
I bobbed my head up and down, desperate for his touch. Alessio stroked the riding crop along my bare back. He gently flicked it against my ass and a quick bite of pleasure mingled with pain seared through my body. I moaned and strained against the bonds, swallowing as the ball-gag bobbed against my lips and tongue.
