Lustful Desires

Martina sat in Vincenzo’s room, on his bed. They were chatting and laughing when the door opened, and Roberto walked in. He was wearing a black shirt, light grey joggers, and closed-toe bedroom slippers.

“Mr. Roberto.” Vincenzo called, composing himself.

“It’s late. You should be resting.” His hands were buried in his pockets as he talked. Martina kept her eyes away from him. She prayed he wasn’t going to remember what he had said in the morning.

“I’ll rest soon, sir. I lost track of time.”

Roberto nodded and looked at Martina.

“And you, have you forgotten what we discussed in the morning?”

Vincenzo looked at Martina with creased brows. Martina refused to tell him about it, so he was confused.

“I didn’t forget about it. I thought you forgot.” She stood up with a smile on her face. Roberto narrowed his gaze at her as he wondered why she was smiling.

“Did she have an ulterior motive?” He thought it himself.

“I will come back to check on you, Vincenzo. Don’t lock your door, okay?” She brushed his hair and planted a kiss on his forehead. Roberto scoffed, staring at her in disbelief.

“Why would you do that?”

“Why would I do what? I can’t care for a friend anymore?”

Vincenzo touched her hand as she spoke, he didn’t want her to put herself in trouble again. He still didn’t know what she was going to do, but he could guess that Roberto wanted to sleep with her.

“Get out,” Roberto ordered, and Martina rolled her eyes. She walked out of the room, swaying her curvy hips under the long white babycon dress she wore.

Roberto stared at her as she walked out of the room.

“Thank you for caring, Mr. Roberto,” Vincenzo uttered so that he could stop Roberto from staring. Roberto looked at him with a plain face, and Vincenzo gulped.

“Rest. We will be getting out of here tomorrow morning.” He turned to walk away when Vincenzo’s voice came through again.

“I have a morning session with the doctor tomorrow. Can we leave in the afternoon? I need that session badly.”

Roberto sighed and looked at him over his shoulders. “Fine, you finish your morning session, and we get out of here the next hour.”

“Thank you, Mr. Roberto.”

Roberto bounced his head and strutted out of the room. He hit the passage and headed to his room.

He got to his room and found out Martina wasn’t in his room.

“Don’t tell me she went to the other room.” Roberto thought. The other room was the room where he kept all his BDSM tools.

He walked out of the room, and his men bowed their heads again.

“Where did she go?”

“She went to her room, sir.” They chorused, and he hit the passage again, heading to her room.

Before he could open the door, Martina opened up and met his hand stretched to the door.

Roberto’s lips parted as he saw what she wore. She wore a black mesh dress that extended to her ankle. She wore nothing under this dress, and he could see her bare body under it.

“What are you wearing?” Roberto pushed her back into the room and shut the door behind him.

“What do you mean? You want to have some fun, and I found this fun dress in the closet. Don’t you like it?” She turned around in front of him, swaying her hips sexily as she did.

Roberto eyes were full of lust as he stared at her. He wanted to rip her dress apart and f**k her brains out.

Martina caught him staring, and she walked to him slowly, making him crave her with every step she took. Roberto could see her ni**les clearly under the dress. The dress wasn’t doing much of covering. It was as if she wore nothing.

“You wanted to come out of your room wearing this?”

“What is wrong with it?”

“Don’t you know my men are out there? They would have seen you if you stepped out.”

Martina turned her head and narrowed her gaze at him. She tried to understand the statement he uttered. “I don’t understand. You don’t want them to see me like this? Does it matter? Have you forgotten I am a slave and they could even sleep with me after you are done? You used to do that, right?”

“Shut up.” He grabbed her by the neck and clenched his jaw. She giggled and stared at him. She made her eyelids fall so that they could cover half of her eyes. This seemed hot to Roberto.

He knew she was trying to toy with him, but he liked it. He didn’t want her to stop toying with him.

She bit her lower lips as she giggled, and she moved her sexy gaze to his lips. Before she knew it, he pushed her to the bed, and she fell on it.

Martina let out an evil smirk, knowing her plans were working. She didn’t want him to tie her up and do horrible things to her, so she acted like the slut he wanted her to be. Caterina’s idea finally worked. She had told her that she needed to show him he wasn’t scared and she wanted him too. She had told Martina that this was going to make things easy for her on the day Roberto deflowered her. Though Caterina’s idea didn’t work that day, Martina never forgot it.

She grabbed his pants and pulled him closer to her, making him fall to the bed. She landed with his hands and kept his weight off Martina’s body.

He stared at her and wondered what she wanted to do. He was still surprised that she was so in for it. He thought he would have to force her and tie her, but she seemed hornier than he was.

She lifted her head to kiss him, but he moved his face to the side, and she kissed his cheek.

“Why did you move your face away?” The mint smell in her breath added more spice. Her voice was full of heat and lustful desires. She touched his face and moved his face so that he could look at her.

Roberto could feel his pe•is harden. Her stare alone set his body on fire, but he tried to quench that fire. He didn’t want her to know he craved her too.

“Why don’t you want to kiss me?” She whispered, and she moved her mouth to his face again. He turned his head again. “I hate kisses. I told you, didn’t I?”

She smiled, and her breath brushed his face. His eyes automatically closed, and he heaved a sigh. He wanted to move away when she grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer.

“Let go of my shirt, Martina. You will be dead if you ruin it.” He gritted his teeth as he spoke.

“I can’t let go. You made me horny.” She held his face and stuck out her tongue. She deeply licked his face like it was her favorite ice cream, and he felt his pe•is twitch.

“Martina.” He groaned, clenching his jaw again.

“Just tonight, Roberto. If you don’t f**k me then, I’ll go to one of your me and they will f**k me harder than you can ever imagine.”

Roberto raised his brows and turned his head to look at her again. Martina seized the opportunity and her soft lips met with his. She ran her hands on his lower back and wrapped her legs around his torso.

Roberto was reluctant to reciprocate her kiss so he just stared at her as she kissed him. Her eyes were shut, and her fingers combed his hair softly.

After realizing he wasn’t kissing her back, she opened her eyes and stopped kissing him.

“You could have told me to stop if you didn’t want this. I’ll stop…” Roberto didn’t let her finish her statement before he closed the gap between their heads and took her lips in his. Martina smiled against his lips as she saw him close his eyes. She dominated the kiss and turned him over. He laid on the bed, and she sat on his pelvic. She broke the kiss and they stared at each other again.

She divulged a dirty smile and started kissing him again. Roberto found himself enjoying what she did, and he moved his hands to her b•tts and grabbed it.

“Mmmm…” She moaned in his mouth.