“That's what I thought.” His finger hooks into the lace, dragging it to one side so we’re flesh to flesh, and my stomach flips.

“In fact, I’m pretty sure that right now, I could have you beg me for it,” he whispers, making me even wetter as his cock slowly slips between my folds, stroking that sweet spot and making me moan with pleasure and frustration at the same time.

“Do you wish to have me inside you, Aria?” he asks, tilting his head and enjoying every second of my suffering. I say nothing, just stare right back at him as I move my hips against him to get the friction I need.

“Answer the question, Aria.” He looks down and spits at the tip of his cock while he continues to tease me with it.

“Yes,” I admit when the emptiness inside me becomes intolerable.

“Then ask me nicely.” His voice is soothing, and as much as I want to tear chunks out of him, my pussy is running my conscience right now. I take another glance down, seeing him huge and hard, pressed against me and craving to feel that sting of him pushing inside me. I know that letting him have what he wants will come with a price, but the desire in me is willing to pay it.

“Put it inside me,please.” I manage, watching the smirk grow wider on his lips, as he drops to his knees and gives me his tongue instead. He takes his time, making agonizingly, slow licks as I buck against his face, proving that my need has overtaken any pride I stormed in here with.

“Desperation tastes so good on you.” Matteo lifts his eyes up to me and watches me with great satisfaction as I cum all over his tongue. Before I have a chance to come down from the high, without any warning, he gets back on his feet and slams himself into me. I scream out in shock and Matteo grabs both my tits in his hands, through my bra, crushing them hard in his fist.

“Itlooksfucking good on you too,” he tells me, fucking me hard and unforgivingly.

“Ask. Ask me to cum in this pretty, little pussy, Aria.” He stares into my eyes and looks a little desperate himself. “Tell me you want it.” I can deny him the words, but I can’t deny the thoughts in my head. Sick and twisted as all this is, Matteo wanting to put his child inside me makes me feel special in a way I’ve never felt before.

“I want it,” I tell him, meaning every word, despite wishing I didn’t, and when his body stills, he groans loudly as he gives me what I want and empties inside me. His hands clutch my thighs tight around his hips as his seed fills my pussy, and as I look at the man, who I’m pretty sure is going to destroy me, I wonder what he would have to do to make me hate him.

MATTEO

“It’s been a while since you checked in with your father, you should call him,” I tell her, placing a cushion under her hips to ensure every drop of my cum stays inside her. Dr Fabier tells me that it’s very rare for a woman to get pregnant within the first month of trying, but that doesn’t stop me being disappointed that we were unsuccessful. I will do all I can to ensure that, this month, we do not fail.

“I think that would be a little awkward, right now.” Aria looks down her body and giggles, proving that she’s forgiven me for being absent these past few days. What she won’t know, is that I suffered just as much as she did. I had to gain back some control and test myself. I needed some space away from her and all the feelings she puts inside me. Although, all it proved is that I’m every bit as weak as I thought I was. The amount of times I almost gave in and went to that basement, just so I could fuck her out of pure need, is embarrassing.

“I do recall the last time you spoke to him, my cock was actually inside you,” I remind her, laying on the bed beside her and sliding my palm up her thigh so I can gather up the cum that's starting to leak out of her dripping, little hole, and push it back in.

“So, what was this nice thing you were going to do for me?” she asks, with that sweet smile back on her face.

“I’m not going to tell you, now.” I shrug, and when she pouts, it takes every strength inside me not to press my lips over hers and kiss it away.

“You're cruel.” She somehow manages to smile and scowl at the same time, and being laid with her, like this, makes it too easy to forget what this is...

This is vengeance, not the start of a love story.

“Stay here for a while. Relax. I’ll have Tomas take you down to the basement in an hour.” I clear my throat, as I pull my finger from inside her and stand back up.

“Don’t leave, maybe we could talk for a while?” She props herself up on her elbows and looks up at me hopefully.

“I can’t.” I shake my head, quickly getting out of the room before the clever, little temptress actually has me giving in to her.

* * *

I’m in my office eating my dinner alone, when Tomas opens the door and shows me the tray in his hands.

“She’s not eating again, boss.” He shrugs, making my pulse fucking tick.

“Put the plate there.” I lower my eyes to my desk and he moves forward to do as I request.

“Now, go and get her,” I order, barely able to believe my own words as he nods his head and disappears. I shouldn’t play into the girl’s games, they are dangerous. But I need her to be healthy, and being with her for just that little time today has reminded me how much I enjoy her company. Aria steps into my office a few minutes later, wearing the black lace underwear, I keep her supplied with, and looking all innocent and fucking timid

“Sit,” I command, pointing my head toward the chair on the other side of my desk. She smiles victoriously as she takes it, and makes my palm twitchy.

“Eat.” I push the plate of food closer to her, trying not to give her too much of my attention. She gets quite enough of that. In fact, she’s all I seem to think about these days.

We eat together in silence, and as much as I hate to admit it, it feels kind of comforting. I’m not usually a man who enjoys company, time with her seems to be the exception. When Aria places down her fork, I nod to show her that I’m impressed with her empty plate, then just as I’m about to dismiss her she blurts out the words she’s been holding in since she came through the door.