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I looked at her in her wedding dress. “You’re rather fond of that dress, aren’t you? I have to say you looked stunning in it yesterday.”
She didn’t reply as I prowled closer to her. “When you walked down the aisle toward me, for one moment there you had me thinking that I was a lucky man to be getting such a beauty for my wife—to be getting such a body to give me pleasure in my bed.”
She flushed red at my reference to sex.
“But that’s what you wanted, wasn’t it?”
“I-I don’t understand.” Her voice was hesitant.
“Of course you understand. You played your role perfectly.”
“My role?”
I pierced her with a hard gaze, matching the harsh tone of my voice. “Your role of being a tease.”
Her blue eyes widened. I was going to enjoy using my dick in her, taunting her with it as I drove it into her tight body. Just as she had used her body and her supposed naivety to taunt me and trick me.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about…” She had been the perfect choice for this fucking deception. Her baby blue eyes made her appear like butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth.
My jaw tightened. Soon she would have my cock in her mouth, and I would force her to suck it hard and swallow my seed down her treacherous, guileful throat.
“You flaunted your virgin body in your white dress at the contract signing, fluttered your eyelashes at me and pretended to be an innocent.” I was getting hard just looking at her perfect lips, thinking of how I would use them again and again without mercy until she had satisfied me.
“Iaminnocent…Your twisted games have nothing to do with me,” she spat at me.
I leaned down and pushed myself toward her on the bed, capturing her slender body between my arms which I anchored on either side of her lap. My face was so close to hers and I could smell her sweet scent. It would be so easy to breach those last few centimeters, to capture those lips roughly between mine, and then take her body however I wished until she was begging me to stop.
I ran my fingertips over those luscious lips, down her throat and chest until my finger slipped into that enticing valley between her tits.
I could feel the heat of her skin and the fullness of her breasts. Her breaths were quick and heavy and she was almost panting.
Fuck, I couldn’t wait to have her panting under me. Writhing under my body.
But before that, I pushed myself back up to my feet. As she seemed so fond of her dress, I took my cell phone out.
Selecting the camera, I took a photograph of her.
“What are you doing?”
“Taking a photo.”
“Why?” she asked in confusion.
“To send to your family,” I responded.
“But I’m not dressed,” she said quickly, pulling her dress more tightly against herself.
My lips curled up in a cruel smile. “I can see that.”
I could see my words ticking over in her mind. “With how I look they might think…that…” Her voice had risen in horror.
“Oh, so you’re not as naive as you make out?” I gave her a cruel smile. “That’s the point. It will leave them wondering whether their dear, darling Mafia princess is still as pure as the driven snow. I wonder if they will still try to get you back if they think you are used goods?”
Her ripped, bloodstained dress was unzipped and hanging loosely from her upper body, and here she was sitting on my unmade bed. I would send this photo to her family—it would leave them wondering whether she was still an innocent virgin…or if I had deflowered her on what would have been her wedding night.
Her face fell, and part of me felt unnecessarily callous until I remembered what her family had done yesterday and her role in enticing me to L.A.
“You should take that shower.”
