Rebecca's pov
My eyes were dead set on his, trying to make sure he said what I thought he said. My mouth grew dry when he didn't flinch or laugh, not like he ever would.
Gulping down, I licked my dried lips and watched as his eyes traced my actions, before he looked back up at me, and pulled away, folding his arms and watching me.
"I'm waiting." He said.
"You're waiting for what?" I asked him with disbelief gracing my words and my face.
He scoffed. "This only proves that we have something in common, I'm deaf and you're dense. But anyway, I'll repeat myself. I asked you to-"
"Don't say it! I can't do it! You can tell me to do anything, but that- that I won't do."
He cocked his left brow in amusement. "You can't even say the word. Why? Is that how innocent you think you are?" He took a step closer, too bad I couldn't move back cause I was against his table. "You can't tell me you haven't touched yourself before? Come on, stop fooling yourself thinking you're fooling me."
Is it that hard to believe? I haven't done it before and I don't plan on doing it now till I get married or I don't know, at least engaged... Does that make sense?
He took another step closer, and all I could do was grip the table behind me.
Okay, maybe I had always wanted to know how it felt, but something stopped me everytime I tried to touch Myself! Ewww... Just ewww... Thinking about it was cringy, talking about it made me want to curl up and die and the worse, doing it.
"Wait, are you serious? Like, never ever? Not even once? Did Mason ever-"
"No! Mason never touched me... And I never touched myself... God!"
He scrunched his brows looking like he was counting something, "Okay, let me get this straight, you're a lady, almost twenty two, and you mean to tell me you haven't-"
"I haven't, turns out not every lady is that eager to explore her body."
He smirked. "I have to say, I'm surprised- I mean, wow..."
"Stop saying that like it's a bad thing and I'm not doing it anytime soon. So, get it out of your mind."
"That's where you're wrong," We were really close now. "But- haven't you wished for someone to touch you like that? For someone to make you," I felt his hands on my waist as he bent to whisper the last words in my ears. "Feel sexually good... Satisfied?"
"No, I've not."
"Liar." he murmured.
My breathing became uneven as his hot breath fanned against my neck which actually made my body hot and good.
"I can't do it, Emeliano." I didn't recognize my own voice.
"That's not a problem, I can teach you." He said.
My God. The thought of Emeliano touching me there made my body hot with the thought of what actual pleasure felt like.
This is not good, I should not do this, I should not let him come this close to me, I can't let him use me like he intends to do... I can't betray Mason, I can't taint my pride like this... But- I need this, I need to feel him touch me, and you know why? It's because I'm sexually starved and it's because I have wet dreams of him doing so many wonderful things to my body, and I wanted to know how it feels
I can't believe I'm giving in to this.
I felt his hand lift the hem of my A-line gown slowly as his lips trailed kisses down my neck, making me bite my lower lip, trying to stop the moan that had already escaped from the back of my throat, I felt his fingers graze my thighs making my core thump with pleasure.
"Before I give you your first orgasm, I want you to keep this in mind, I'm only doing you a favor." He murmured.
I was too into it to reply. Emeliano had me where he wanted, he knew how bad I wanted him to touch me... This sly bastard knew how bad I craved for a man's touch... He's using that against me.
I threw my head back in pleasure when I felt his fingers in-between my legs, I felt my body jerk softly when his fingers met the soft material preventing him from touching my over-sensitive flesh.
I felt his other hand pull me closer to his body as he rubbed me gently, making me moan out at the sweetest sensation I have never felt in my entire life.
"How sexually craved are you? I'm merely touching you and you're already wet."
"Shut up, please shut up." I moaned out when he began to rub me faster.
Damn I love this!!! I loved the way it felt so good, it made me want to explore more.
I felt his teeth bite softly on my neck, kissing and sucking hickeys into my neck. But I loved it, my fingers tangled themselves on his hair, and trust me, they were as soft as I dreamt and imagined it to be.
"Oh god." I moaned out, "Emeliano..."
"Don't call my name." His voice was hoarse.
"I can't help-"
He stroked me faster, shutting me up as I felt this weird beautiful feeling in my lower body, it's like something amazing was about to take place.
"Oh, fuck!" I cursed! I freaking cursed! Damn it, who wouldn't!
I felt my body shake profusely, getting this amazing feeling that made my toes curl and my legs weak, I couldn't help but moan out, I was about to moan out his name, for reasons not well known to me. His hands moved suddenly to cup my face as he kissed me harshly, I responded to his kisses cause it was so amazingly delicious, his lips were so soft and warm against mine.
Why was he kissing me? I thought he said it was the worst experience ever, I thought he said it wouldn't happen again... Why was he doing it? Why did he touch me after saying my body was a turn off to men?
I don't understand any of this?
He pushed me away immediately, leaving me standing there, breathing like I just ran a marathon.
He looked confused like he couldn't comprehend why he kissed me, he turned from me.
"Get out." He growled out...
What the hell did I do now?
He turned to me again, his eyes were dark with withheld rage. "Get out!" He yelled again, making me jump in fright.
"Seriously? That's all you're going to say? After what we did? After the way you kissed me?" I asked, feeling really bad and used.
"What were you thinking? That I would realize my undying love for you and maybe propose to you?" He scoffed. "If you had refused me harder, I would have let you go, but like a slut that you are, you let me touch you... You think I'd have respect for a woman who just lets a stranger share a really intimate moment with her in his study... That's just cheap. Too cheap."
I shut my eyes and gritted my teeth in shame, opening my eyes, a tear dropped down my cheek... He was right... That was cheap... Very cheap of me.
"You know what? I became a slut in your eyes the moment I stripped naked in front of you... I don't care about anything anymore... This is what you wanted anyway, to see my pride slip away from me, so that I wouldn't be able to look up at my boyfriend anymore... This is your goal, this is what you do to random people who just disrespect you in the beautiful streets of Orlando..."
He looked away like he couldn't stand my presence any longer, like my presence irritated him.
"Get out." He repeated.
I nodded and sniffed feeling a lifeless smile form on my lips. "Sure. Who am I to say no to you?" I walked to the door and opened it.
Before I stepped out, I caught him looking at me, the same way he did in that office. When he was about to look away, I spoke up. "Thanks for the uh- first orgasm... If there's anyway I can return the favor, let me know- as a slut, I should be willing to do anything... And uh, before you plan on assaulting me sexually, let me know beforehand, I'd really love to prepare myself... Goodnight. Emeliano." I stepped out, locking the door softly behind me.
Damn him!
I made my way to his room, refusing to let more tears fall down my cheeks, I angrily wiped up my tears, walking to his bathroom and moving towards the mirror.
My pathetic reflection stared back at me.
Don't let him get to you!
The fact was, it wasn't getting to like I expected it to... Because something told me he said all that to make me feel bad and something whispered to me that he was dying of guilt right now.
And yes! I intend to make him die in guilt till he can't even look me in the eye anymore.
Oh Emeliano... You just played the wrong card.
Time to reshuffle...