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“Were you running away to meet your boyfriend? Is that why you’ve got the sexy bra?”
Her eyebrows narrow at me. “I don’t have a boyfriend.”
Of course she doesn’t. I’ve heard of how closely Bellini has her watched. She wouldn’t have an opportunity to meet men. I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s got a tight, virgin cunt.
My cock throbs at that thought. I can already imagine spreading her legs wide while she begs. She’ll be a nice squeeze either way, her body so much smaller than mine. I’ll enjoy having that defiant glare aimed at me while her pussy tightens around my cock.
Lucia tries to pull away from me, breaking me out of my fantasies. Where she thinks she can go, I have no idea, but it pisses me off and excites me in turn. I pull her in even closer and squeeze one of her breasts with one hand, the other pressing the cool metal of the gun closer to her skin. I can feel the nipple pebbling even through the bra.
“You hear that, Saint? No boyfriend. Are you untouched, Princess? Trying to preserve yourself for your future husband?”
Her reaction is surprisingly strong. “I’m not getting married!”
“Jesus, what are you doing back there?” Saint looks over his shoulder. “Damn, you can’t wait until we’re back?”
“Eyes on the road!” I bark in annoyance. Saint’s got a bad habit of getting distracted when he drives. He hasn’t caused an accident—yet—but it’s been a near thing a few times. Normally I’d drive, but I hadn’t been able to pass up the opportunity to play with Lucia a bit.
She’s got her chin high, and her mouth set in a deep frown, trying desperately hard to pretend my thumb stroking her nipple isn’t bothering her. It’s adorable. I push my fingers past the bra fabric so I can fondle her breast properly.
Her thighs tremble, but she keeps her gaze straight ahead.
“What’s the matter? You don’t like it?” I give that hard little nub a squeeze, and I get a cute little squeak out of her.
“No, I don’t like it,” she says, trying to cling to a haughtiness she can’t possibly be feeling while she’s suffering through my touches. “But you’re going to keep doing it anyway. Well, go ahead. Last guy my Daddy caught trying to size me up got his eye gouged out. Go on, find out what he does to people who touch me.”
“If he’s going to have me killed—” and fuck, the anger comes through in my voice, “then I might as well go all the way.”
“There’s a difference between being killed and being slaughtered,” she retorts. “If yougo all the way, he’ll torture you before he kills you.”
I know exactly what Giorgis Bellini is capable of. He’s one of those men who thinks he’s owed the world and will trample over everybody else to get what he wants. Well, I’m not intimidated by that shit. I’ve killed enough men over the past ten years, and I’ve dealt with men more terrifying than him.
Of course, it was never personal before. Bellini ruined my life, and I’ve got no qualms about doing whatever it takes to ruin his.
So having a bit of fun with his daughter before I return her? Ruining her completely, so she can’t ever be the same again? Yeah, I’m down for that. Fuck Giorgis Bellini, and fuck his entire family.
I let go of Lucia’s breast and move my hand down to the buttons on her jeans. She tenses completely under my arm as I slowly unbutton and unzip the pants, revealing a pair of lacy black panties. They match the bra she’s wearing.
“Naughty, naughty.” I stick my fingers in past the panties. Her pubes are definitely trimmed, judging from how little hair I’m feeling. Just a demure little triangle in the middle. “Who are you trying to impress with these panties?”
“Nobody. I buy cute clothes for myself.”
She squeezes her thighs together, as if that’s going to keep my fingers out. It just makes me all the more eager to get in there.
I slide my fingers farther, past her clit—I don’t miss how she shudders—and get between her folds. To my surprise, she’s already wet.
“Aw, Princess, are you desperate? Your pure little cunt is dripping for me.”
“I’m not!”
To prove the point, I pull my fingers out and rub them over her lips and nose, so she can feel and smell just how eager she is for me.
She yelps and averts her face, but all that does is smear her fluids even more.
“That’s all you, Princess. You want to tell me again that you’re not eager for my cock?”
I suddenly hope Bellini doesn’t take our deal. I hope he treats his daughter like he does every other person, so that I can show her just how much her pussy craves me. It would be fun to have a plaything around.
Unfortunately, we do have a plan, and for now I can’t do more than this. Toying with Lucia is one thing, but my real goal is Giorgis Bellini’s utter destruction. His daughter is just a tool for us.
