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She was shy. Very nervous. I could see that in the way her hands shook as she started removing her clothing. The shirt was first. Then the pants. For long seconds—as if she were fighting an internal war—she stilled. My need for her grew tenfold.
She took my breath away.
Go on, sweetheart. Be strong for me.
As if she heard my words, Liliana lifted her gaze to look at me, reached behind and undid her bra. She let that strip of material flutter to the ground.
My cock throbbed in time with my racing heart as I stared at her.
God…she’s perfect. Gorgeous. So feminine.
And when she hooked her fingers under the edge of her panties and pushed them down, I leaned forward in anticipation.
She was about to toss them aside when I snatched them out of her fingers.
“W-What are you do—”
While looking into her eyes, I folded them inside out so the material that had been touching her cunt was on display. “What’s this, you pretty little liar?” I ran my finger over the saturated fabric.
She panted, her nipples hardening. God, she was beautiful. “I’m an ass and nipple man, Liliana.” I stroked myself lazily, rubbing her panties up and down my cock. “And yours is the most perfect set I’ve ever seen.”
Liliana didn’t respond, but she didn’t need to. I wasn’t looking for conversation tonight. I wanted to see how much she’d fight me and how far I’d have to push her to show my girl I was in control.
“Now, sit on the table, spread your legs, and let me see your pussy while I enjoy my dessert.”
Chapter11
Liliana
Ishould have taken the fork and rammed it in his dick, which he was obscenely stroking in front of me. What he wanted me to do—what he wanted from me—was vile, sick, and coming from a dangerous man who was a narcissist.
Then why did it turn me on?
I stood there for what felt like an eternity. But Matteo did nothing but masturbate as he sat there watching me.
I hated how that made me feel.
He’d humiliated me by showing the evidence of my arousal.
Getting on the table was one of the hardest—yet easiest—things I’d ever done. A total contradiction in every way.
Once seated on the table, I kept my legs closed, dangling them off the edge, feeling my arousal no doubt make a wet spot right beneath me. I wanted to cover myself. I’d never been fully nude in front of anyone.
“Open your legs and place your heels on each corner. I want to see those pretty petals opening for me so I can see just how pink you are.” His voice was low. His tone was even.
I licked my lips then pursed them as I knew what I had to do.I agreed to be his for a ridiculous amount of money. For my ultimate freedom.
I really am his whore.
But the thought of being able to go anywhere in the world and leave this shithole city behind was too much of a temptation to pass up.
Even if I had to sell my body and soul to the Devil to make that happen.
I placed my palms on the table and lifted my legs, doing what he said by placing my heels on either corner.
But I couldn’t look at Matteo. So I stared at the vaulted ceiling, counting the crystals in the chandelier as I felt a mixture of chilled air and warmth from the fireplace just feet from where we were.
But as the seconds ticked by and he didn’t speak, didn’t even touch me, I gathered my courage and looked at him.
