Wait a minute! He looks kind of scared, like he is panicking or something. Could it be that the gun is really loaded.
From where he stood, he began to take slow steps toward me but when I aimed at him, he stopped. Well, I didn't know why I did it but it seems perfect.
"I want normal clothes, Luciano," I said.
My statement was funny, I knew that but why the heck is there a smirk on his face? Maybe I looked funny and with that, I brought my long hair to my front, making them cover both of my nipples. With the look on his face, I can tell he didn't like what I did.
"I don't see why you would want to hide my joys," Luciano said.
My lips twisted in disgust as I tried to cover my breasts with one hand but failed. It was as if he was having an exclusive show of me and that embarrassed me. The way he looks at me with lust, pure lust and he didn't even try to hide it; that's so perverted.
"Can I see those nipples, Amore" he pretends to look sad with his signature smirk on his face "please……"
"Fvck you!" I snapped.
Pointing the gun to his face, I held the trigger. Although I was scared, shaking as I wonder if I can mistakenly shoot him to death. Memories of those men he had killed back at home; the one he blew his chest open, the one he blew his head open and have his blood all over my face.
"Don't make e shoot you, Luciano" I sniffed as I applied pressure on the trigger "Give me some money, phone, and clothes and let me get out of here, now!" I ordered.
Oddly, he didn't look as scared as he was before. He now has this pissed expression on his face like I had annoyed him. He walked close to me, have the gun touching his chest then grinned.
"Do it"
What? Did Luciano just ask me to kill him?
No! He is trying to turn me into a monster! He is, I can tell!
Instead of me to let him see how scared I am, I smiled, pressed the gun to his body, and looked up at him.
"I will kill you Luciano if you don't let me out now!" I yelled at him.
I expected him to flinch, to do something and try to collect the gun but he didn't. He just grinned as he stared down at my chest, slowly removing the hair off my chest, he caress my nipples one after the other.
"You want me to let this go?" he asked "These babies, my babies?"
Wtf! Did he just privatize me? That should be a joke, an expensive joke for that matter. This son of a bitch cannot just tell me to stay and he expects me. Fine, I know I have been the one that had always wanted to be dirty with him. I have always wanted to see his divk, have it in my mouth, and suck it till he cum all over my face. I had always wanted to have his huge dick in me, pounding till I cannot breathe.
I want him to fuck me senseless just as how he wants to now.
Shit! I didn't note his fingers had left my chest and are now lower. I gulped and looked him straight in the eyes as I anticipate what would happen if he put his hand inside my pant. I want him to do it, I want him to quit tracing my clit from the thin fabric of my underwear and stick his finger inside me.
"You will stay with me, amore," Luciano said as he raised one hand to caress my face.
He make his thumb linger around my lower lip as he smirked. He knows what he is doing to me, he knows the effect and he is using it against me. He removed the hand away from my face and lowered it to my breast, one after the other, he squeezed them delicately. Picking the nipples as if he had been trained to do it. Before I could hold myself from moaning loud and shamelessly, Luciano did it.
He slides his palm into my pant and inserts his finger into my pvssy. Slowly as if he was watching my reaction, he remove his finger and wait for a few seconds before putting it back. His entire long finger, wiggled his face a few inches to mine. It was as if he want to kiss me but he stopped.
"You will stay here, Tiff," he said "You will sleep beside me all night while I do lots of bad things to you"
Wait a minute! What the heck am I doing?
I immediately regretted it but I did it anyway; I shoved Luciano real hard and moved back. His nail scratch me a bit as his finger came out, making me moan in pain involuntarily but I bet he didn't see it the way he should. He just stared at me with a smirk on his face as he licked his lower lips.
He kept coming close and as much as I didn't like it, I pointed my gun to his face and moved back till my back collided with the closet. His gaze rested on my finger on the trigger for a while but he smiled anyway, looking at me with nothing but lust that I suddenly began to fill ashamed of myself.
Fuck! I am so lost. I am a freaking slut and….. and….. I kind of like it. The slight issue is that I didn't think I would be able to let Luciano have me.
Not anymore.
"You love it" Luciano groaned "I can tell you enjoyed it so much that I want to hear you moan again, I want to hear you squeeze my butt while ……."
Click!
Click!!
Click!!!
In confusion, I stared at Luciano to see his face red, full of amusement.
"It's empty!" I snapped.
Luciano's chin dropped. It was as if he didn't believe I just said that to his face. As if he was somehow offended by what I said.
"Were you going to really…?" He paused for a while "If it had something in it, would you have killed me?"
I shrugged, not knowing what to say, I watch him walk away. His shoulders were down and I can tell, he didn't like what I say.
"Unbelievable, Tiffany!" Luciano groaned as he opened the door "Just was up and have something to eat from the kitchen. You are going nowhere".