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“Natalia! I can’t believe this is the first time I have seen you working when I feel like I practically live here!” I smiled, walking towards Gigi’s brother’s girlfriend.
“I know! I do the evening shifts normally, so I have never seen you.”
“Why do they need cleaners in the evening?” I scrunched my nose up. Honestly, these people have too much money.
“To tidy and clean up after dinner and do the laundry,” she smiled sweetly. I nodded in understanding. “So how are you finding it? Working for the Buccinis?”
I scoffed and placed my hands on my hips with a sassy attitude. “Well, it’s interesting, that’s for sure! The kids are great though.”
Her eyes widened slightly. “Really? They have had three nannies since I have been working here alone! No one ever sticks around for long.”
That surprised me. Surely Raya and Sani weren’t the reason for that. More likely Giovanni. But then I think back to my first day and how much they both gave me the run around and I chuckled.
“They are not so bad once you get to know them,” I smirked and she smiled.
“Well, you are obviously doing well with them if you are keeping the boss happy. You know who he is right?” Her eyebrows raised a fraction and I frowned.
Suddenly, Lucinda, the old witch of the west, sauntered into the room and clicked her fingers at Natalia, who scampered away with her tail between her legs.
“That was rude,” I glared at the prickly older woman. She took her job far too seriously.
Ignoring my remark, she stared daggers at me before holding out a white envelope in her hand. “From Signore Buccini.”
I took it hesitantly before she turned on her heels and left me standing there alone. There was nothing written on the envelope. I turned it over multiple times in my hands before ripping it open. Pulling out my extended contract to sign for...one year! And my paper copy of my payment. My eyes bulged at the figure for the last two weeks of work. What the...?
Anger bubbled in my chest as I realised he had obviously ignored my request to not accept the doubled salary. Clenching the paper in my hand, I stormed out of the playroom and past Marco, who was standing guard outside the games room. I ignored his raised eyebrows and amused smirk as I stomped up to the top floor, a woman on a mission.
As I approached his office, I saw the door was slightly open and pushed it wider to see that it was empty. Urgh! I wanted to deal with this now, while my anger would overpower my desire for this man. Suddenly, I heard a muffled noise down the hallway which piqued my interest. Someone was up here. Taking deliberate steps towards the shuffling noise, I reached a door that I had never entered before. It was ajar just enough for me to peer through the crack and my hand slammed against my mouth as I took in the sight before me.
There, on a cream leather sofa, was Giovanni, legs spread apart, fully clothed and hands behind his head. But that wasn’t what had my heart drumming in my chest or heat rising through my body. It was the black-haired girl kneeling between his legs, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked his cock enthusiastically. Her hands were holding his thick thighs over his trousers that were open just enough for her to have access to what she needed. Oh my god!
I wanted to look away. To run for my life, but as I glanced up at his face, all I felt was...intrigued. As much as seeing him with another girl made me feel physically sick, I also felt extremely aroused. Not by what she was doing, but by him. By watching him. His eyes fluttered shut and his jaw clenched as the girl's head frantically moved up and down his length. But he didn’t look like he was enjoying himself all that much. He looked almost bored.
Suddenly, as if he could feel someone watching him, his dark eyes snapped open and he looked directly at me, peeping through the crack in the door. I froze. It was too late to do anything. He had seen me. I should run. I should get the hell out of here but something in his eyes held me in place. They burned with desire and raw emotion as he possessed my soul, challenging me to look away. I don’t think my heart had ever raced so hard and the sudden ache between my legs had my lips part and my breathing came out in short, sharp pants. But I couldn't look away.
He never took his eyes off me as his hands moved from the back of his head and tangled into the girl’s glossy black hair. He started to guide her head faster and deeper. His lips parted as he started to groan loudly, still holding my gaze. I was transfixed. This felt so naughty. So filthy. It was. But I couldn’t stop watching. I watched as he held the girl's head still in his muscular hands and started to lift his hips, fucking her mouth, hard and fast. My clit tingled and my knickers were drenched. Every fibre of my body felt like it was on fire. The longing I felt to touch myself was too much. Losing all my inhibitions, I moved my hands up under my flowy dress and started to rub myself. His eyes flickered down at the action and the guttural growl that escaped his chest had me moan quietly behind the door. Our eyes locked once more and I could tell he was close. The girl was making loud, gurgling noises of panic as he continued his relentless thrusts, but he ignored her. His sole focus was on me. He was putting on a show for me.
I felt my orgasm building as I watched his jaw tense and taut muscles in his neck ripple. He moaned, keeping his eyes on me the whole time as he held the girl's head to him and exploded in her mouth. Revelling in the way his lips parted, chest heaved and skin flushed, I felt my own breathing hitch as I was so close to falling over the edge of pleasure as well.
“Liv! Raya won’t let me have a go with the iPad! She’s been on it for ages!” Sani’s voice yelled from the floor below, bursting this bubble of sin. It was enough to cause me to jump back from the door. My eyes widened at what I was just doing and what I had just been an audience for as I turned frantically on my feet and ran down the stairs. Pushing past Marco and into the games room, I knew I must look so flustered and crazed right now as I tried to regulate my breathing. The kids were playing tug of war with the iPad and I marched over, taking it out of both their hands.
“If you can’t play nicely, you both won’t have it.”
Sani frowned but then looked up at me with a confused expression. “Why are you all sweaty and red? Did you go for a run?”
I paused. Opening my mouth and closing it, I felt the flush of embarrassment flare up in my cheeks. “Just...just share, okay?”
They both nodded as I handed it back to them. They sat down next to each other in the window seat and went back to watching their shows. Storming into the bathroom, I closed the door and slid down to the floor. If there was ever a time I wanted the ground to swallow me whole, it was now. Please... please God... How will I ever be able to face that man again?
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Giovanni
My mind was racing as I stared at the empty space behind the door of my entertaining lounge where Olivia had just been standing. Or had she? Had I just fantasised about that whole thing?
No. I felt it. That was the fucking sexiest thing a woman has ever done and she wasn’t even touching me. She wasn’t even naked. It was her eyes. Her eyes stole that orgasm as if it was always hers to take.
Mia sat back, releasing my dick with a frown. Pushing it back into my boxers and doing up my trousers, I avoided her annoyed glare. Yep. I had just used her completely and she knew it. She could have been anyone just now because it wasn’t her tongue, mouth or throat I was imagining around my cock. It was Olivia’s. I had been at the point of giving up and telling her to go home when I closed my eyes and tried to project the image of Olivia on her knees instead, but it wasn’t working. Once again, I was finding no pleasure or gratification in anything Mia was doing. It wasn’t her fault. It was me.
