Chapter 31 The towel
The instant his towel fell to the ground, something in me changed, it felt like I had no control over myself or over my body, my breath hitches as I stared at his face, this time I was unable to look down.
“I am going to show you I am not a coward, I am going to show you that, I don’t fear you or anything.” I breathed out, my heart skipped a beat as my eyes met his.
His eyes darkened at the moment.
“You are drunk Elara, as much as I enjoy where this is headed, I don’t think you will enjoy the feeling of this when you wake up.”
“I am not drunk, I am not weak, I am fully aware of what I am doing, I am not a kid,” I stated when my eyes softly looked down and a lump formed in my throat.
It was there, standing, staring at me, the monster he had hidden between his legs, and it felt like it was breathing on its own, like it had a pulse because of all the veins that had popped out of it.
I needed to show him I was not weak; my hand shook for a moment before it found its place on the hardest part of his body. His hand softly met mine, helping me do it.
“As much as I will love this, no.” He breathed out.
“What? Are you scared you can’t handle what I am about to give to you, don’t worry Adrian, I am not going to have sex with you, I am drunk and not stupid.” I smiled at him as he rolled his eyes at me.
I am playing with fire, maybe the alcohol made me want to behave even more like this, yet I loved it, if not for the alcohol, I would have never been able to behave like this, my mind would have been covered with fear.
“Don’t be scared Adrian, Papa is not going to hurt you, Papa is not going to be mad at you.” I smiled when my hand started to move up and down his hardened cock, it was warm, it was gentle, it was bigger than my hand and every movements I made, I had to squeeze my thighs together because I was scared, I was worried he will know that he affected me, I didn’t want him to know that, I didn’t think he needed to know that.
I stared at him for a moment.
“Don’t be a scared man, you are the mafia king, unless you are worried you will not be able to handle yourself after I do what I have in mind”
“It’s you I am worried about.”
“You let me worry for myself.” I smiled before getting on my knees, I had never done this before but I had watched movies where this is done, and one day out of curiosity, I watched something that scarred me but I was able to learn, and see a few things.
Maybe I can recall, maybe my memory would be of use.
Adrian moved away for a moment, he stared at me as I was on my knees, aching fiber in my body, running itself with so much anger, I wanted to yell at him, tell him he is being weak.
When he headed toward me and he leaned in toward my ear.
His breath was hot fanning against my ears.
“Are you so desperate to show me that you are not weak?”
“Are you so scared that you have no self-control that you would not let me do that?” I asked. “Are you worried that God forbid you won't be able to handle the thoughts that come across your mind; I worry that you are scared that when I am done with you, you will be begging for more,” I stated
The alcohol exhilarated through my body, it gave me a form of confidence I didn’t even know that I had, and it made me want to do things I would never agree to do if I were sober.
“Fuck you.”
“You wish you could right now.” I breathed out before I pulled away.
I watched as he stood in front of me, my hand found its place on his thighs, and my eyes glanced at his hardened cock, I didn’t waste any time in placing my lips around it, it was warm, it was like having a brick inside of my mouth, yet it felt different, the moment I started to move a bit.
Something unexpectedly happened, a sound, an unfamiliar sound that caused twists in my stomach, fell against Adrian’s lips, it was low, yet covered with the darkness and deepness of his voice.
It motivated me to move even further and when I did, my mouth found its place inches deeper, and I held on to my breath for a moment, I had to navigate how this worked.
I started to move my mouth up and down, I circled my lips across and the sounds were my reward, I felt his hand on my head, guiding me toward it.
He didn’t speak, what happened to the lips that didn’t want me to do this? What happened to the man who told me I am scared and I would never ever be able to do anything, what happened to that man who made me think that, I am a scary cat, now I am proving him wrong.
I am shutting him off.
The moments I felt like I could not breathe anymore, I pulled away before I instantly placed my lips back on his cock. My eyes this time were on his when he looked down and my eyes were on his.
It made me feel happy, as his eyes were on mine before I pulled away.
I didn’t dare look at him, I headed toward the bed and collapsed on it.
That will teach him not to speak to me in that manner ever again.