Chapter 3 HIM LOSING CONTROL
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LUCIANO
The fuck did I just do.
I cursed at myself as I looked at the fragile figure passed out from exhaustion. Her dark brown naturally wavy long hairs sticking to her body like a piece of art.
Her chest heaved up and down and my eyes travelled from her neck to the perfect size of those mountains and the erect nipples wanting to be pinched so badly.
I clenched my fists as my eyes dropped to her waist and the curve of her hips making me want to take her right now but I had to control. She was my late best friend’s daughter who was only nineteen and I was twice the age of hers.
I was her uncle.
Lastly, my eyes dropped to the mess she created in between her legs and I closed my eyes, gulping down the lump formed in my throat.
I was Lucian Morelli. A man who was aware of his needs and wants. Who knew when to control himself but at this moment, It was getting hard. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before feeling my cock twitching inside my pants.
I knew she was not in a good state of mind. It was her father’s second death anniversary and I was aware she would not handle it well knowing how madly she loved and cared for her daughter.
She had run away from home and everyone was scared and worried sick. I was going crazy when I found out she was nowhere to be seen.
I fucking lost it.
She was my responsibility.
After her father, she was mine. Mine to protect and to take care of.
But seeing her in this state, My mind was going crazy. I recalled the expression she made while cumming. That was fucking sexy and such a turn on.
Her soft voice calling me daddy and begging me to help. It was all what a man would want to give his .
I know I should have stopped but its desires and seeing her …… hot and desperate made me feel her too. She was so fucking tight and untouched.
“ god Adeline “
I cursed under my breath before getting up from the bed and dialing a number in my phone. I rubbed my temple in frustration and waited for the person to pick it up.
“ tell everyone, I found her “
I did not wait and hung up before putting the phone back into my pocket and looking at the bed. She was indeed a gorgeous girl. A simple lovely girl loved by everyone.
I let out a frustrated sigh and plopped my body on the couch. She was still on bed, naked, looking like a meal ready to be devoured by me.
For fucking sake, Luciano control.
My hand dropped to my pants. Unzipping them and pulling them down as my cock sprung out. My hand wrapped around my cock as I continued to pump it feeling an urgent need to cum, to release.
“ she is so fucking beautiful “
The image of her trembling and shaking with just a finger was driving me wild. What would she do when she gets to take my cock in her ? The thought of begging me to fuck her over and over again was driving me mad.
I gritted my teeth as I bucked my hips, wanting to feel the friction. Wanting to feel her, so tight and so perfect.
“ fuck- “
I cursed as I imagined her small mouth taking my cock just perfectly looking at me with the brightest glossy eyes.
“ damnit- shit! “
I grunted feeling the pleasure building in and reaching to shoot out. My chest heaved as I cummed feeling my mind and body coming back to relaxation. I laid back on the couch looking up at the ceiling as the thoughts of what I just did, coming back to me.
I just touched myself thinking of my friend’s daughter. No one has ever been able to make me this horny and make me touch myself and cum this fast.
I sat up and looked at her and sighed. How was I gonna cop up with this all now?
I was a powerful and respected man but no one has ever made me drop my pants so quickly and cum by not even touching me.
Fuck it all, she was all over my mind. She was all want I could think and she was all what I wanted to think of.
And I was losing control.
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THE NEXT DAY
ADELINE
“ d-did it happen- “
I gasped and sat up looking at my naked body. I checked the time and it was 7 in the morning. A gasp escaped my lips as I felt a bit of soreness in between my legs.
“ h-he couldn’t be here- “
I quickly got up from the bed and looked around. The door was closed and nothing in the room referred to if he was here last night or not. I took a deep breath and a shaky sigh escaped my lips.
I was not dreaming.
He was here and I could still feel his hand on my pussy as it tingled. A sigh escaped my lips as I quickly rushed to grab the towel and wrapped it around my body.
“ I don’t think he’d still be here “
But why? Why would he help me ? Why would he touch me? Maybe …… maybe because he feels for me too. Maybe he feels too what I feel for him. His black hairs and my fingers in them. His black darkened eyes staring into my soul making me knees weak.
His chest so masculine and the tattoos, he was big- no he was huge. He was tall, muscular and radiated a dangerous aura drove me insane for him.
I stepped out of my bedroom, peeking out to find any sign of him. I headed out of the room and moved swiftly towards the living room and saw no one. A sigh escaped my lips.
I did not know what to think about it? Whether I should be happy or upset?
I turned around and gasped as I saw a tall person standing in front of me. My eyes fixed on the person’s chest and my heart skipped a beat. I slowly lifted my gaze and my eyes met …… the most beautiful pair of black eyes.
My heart jumped as I froze. My eyes widening slightly as I could not seem to process anything. Suddenly, all the memories of last night flashed in front of me and I gulped nervously.
My cheeks turned red and my ears burnt in shame too. He had a stern look on his face, the same look he was famous for. My gaze slowly dropped to his hands as I remembered what those fingers did to me last night.
Those fingers made me see stars in my ceiling.
I closed my eyes in embarrassment as I realized I acted so shameless in front of him. So vulnerable and so slutty, begging him to help me.
“ i-I’m sorry-“
My voice was total opposite of how it was yesterday. It came out so small and timid as I avoided his gaze.
“ why did you run away ? “
His deep voice sent shivers down my spine as I nervously gulped, refusing to look up at him. I did not want to answer him. He was aware of that too.
“ Adeline “
The way my name rolled out of his tongue made me shiver slightly as I tried to get a hold of myself.
“ I-I w-wanted to be alone- “
My words left hanging in air as I felt him push me against the wall. My eyes widened as I gasped, not expecting him to do something like this. I could feel his hot breath fanning my face as I noticed his angry expressions.
“ why the fuck would you do that !? “
He raised his voice making me tremble slightly in his presence. I was aware of his anger. Everyone was. When he was mad, He was not the calm Luciano, we knew. He became someone out of control.
“ do you have any idea how I was searching for you “
I looked away as tears filled my eyes. I did not want anyone to find me or even search for me. I wanted to be away, to be free.
“ I-I miss d-dad “
I let my head fall against his chest as I closed my eyes. It has not been very good trying to cope with a life without my dad. I tried to escape the reality many times but I ended up back at the same place.
I felt his tense self relax as I slowly raised my head and looked at him with…… hope, with love.
“ a-about l-last night- “
As soon as I mentioned last night, something flashed in his eyes. I noticed his expression change. Once a calm look was now replaced my anger and something I did not understand.
“ forget about last night. Nothing happened last night “
I stared at him as I felt my stomach twisted with some unseen knots. I felt like my whole world crumbling down. His stern voice cleared that He really did not want to remember last night.
The words hit me so hard as I felt my knees giving up slowly.
His voice was stern but I… did not want to believe those words.
Those words were not true nor I was gonna let them come true.