27. Sinful Book 1

I woke up with a heavy arm draped over my body, it was hot and uncomfortable. Thinking I was on my bed, I tried to shift but ended up on the floor, only then it occurred to me that we spent the night on the couch. I sat on the floor, looking at a messy haired Antonio sleeping soundly, with his lips slightly parted. He looked harmless, like he couldn't even hurt a fly if it was given to him; but it was a lie, the man destroyed my insides last night, so much that falling on the floor hurt more than it should've.

I was in pain and he was sleeping soundly, what's the witchcraft? I smiled mischievously as I formulated a plan in my head.

I ran to the kitchen, got a glass of water and ran back to the living room.

I poured a bit of the water into my free hand and sprinkled it over his face, so the water dropped slowly to his face. He was unfazed. I got annoyed and poured the whole thing on the man. He got up immediately, looking around until his eyes settled on me with the glass cup in my hand. His face turned into a frown; I was in hot soup. Good bye everyone.

"Wait! I swear I can explain" I said, walking backwards so I'd run away. He stood up from the couch, in all his morning wood glory. My eyes dilated as I took him in. Wet face, bed hair and erect dick; it was the best sight ever.

He was walking to me slowly, nodding his head as I spoke.

"I'm sorry, I uhm I didn't mean it at all" I tried to buy time. Just as I was about to run, he grabbed me by my waist, pulling me to his waist.

"Bad girl" wait, let me explain this. Antonio has a deep voice, but his morning accented voice? I think I died and returned. His voice made me shiver. I felt his hard member on my butt, as he spoke. When I say I soaked? I soaked well.

"What are we going to do to this bad girl?" He asked. I wanted him to stop talking because his morning voice was messing with me, but I wanted him to keep talking. I was caught off guard when Antonio carried me over his shoulder, walking towards my room.

He dropped me in the bathroom, under the shower. I knew I was going to die.

"How are you feeling?" He asked me, he had a worried look on his face so I knew we were talking about my kitty.

"I'm sore," I told him. "Good," he smiled as he opened the shower. The cold water came down on me, beating harshly against my skin. What an evil man.

"This is unfair!" I yelled. "You're wicked" I hit him on his chest.

"I know" he smiled. I wanted to keep a smiling Antonio with me forever.

His face turned cold immediately and he looked down at my naked body.

"Spread your legs" he commanded. I didn't even waste any time. I was sore but I didn't mind, I wanted him to destroy me over and over.

He put his hands on shoulders and trailed his fingers down my body, stopping at my breasts. He pinched my nipples, making me jerk. This man was going to be the death of me.

Antonio pressed me to the wall of the shower, using his lips and arms on my waist to keep me steady. He kissed me roughly, and I returned every bit of it.

"I'm not going to fuck you because you're in pain. It'll be worse when I'm done with you; because when I start, it's going to be very hard to tear myself away from you" he groaned in my ears.

"Well, that doesn't stop me from taking you in my mouth" I told him and he froze against me.

"It'll only make me want you more. Get ready for work" he said, totally changing the topic.

"I fought with someone yesterday, I don't have to go to work" I told him sassily.

"You fought? And you're proud of yourself?" He asked me and I laughed. His face looked funny, he had his eyes wide open like it was about to fall off.

He shook his head, grabbed a towel and stepped out of the shower. I used that opportunity to shower.

When I came out of the shower, the house was oddly quiet, like Antonio left; but he couldn't do that, not while I was in the shower. I got dressed in a short and tank top, then went to the living room to meet an angry Antonio blocking the door.

"What are you doing?" I asked him. Antonio stepped away from the door and Noah came to view.

"Noah, what are you doing here? You didn't tell me you were coming" I asked him.

"Well, I came to see how you were doing, but I guess you're okay" Noah spat.

"Yes she is, now leave" Antonio said, throwing daggers at Noah. Noah kept his eyes on me.

"I should've known you were just a tease" Noah scoffed.

"Excuse me?" I asked him. I slipped yesterday, yes I admit it, but I wasn't about to sit back and let Noah talk shit to me because he was mad at me.

"I thought the kiss meant something to you" he said.

"Well clearly, it didn't," Antonio pettily replied.

"Antonio not now" I shot at him. He looked at me like he couldn't believe I just shut him up.

"It was an in-the-moment thing!" I yelled at Noah.

"You know what? You!" I turned to Antonio.

"Get dressed and leave" I told him.