“In what ways would you be uncomfortable?”
She cocked her head to the side. “What do you mean?”
“What kind of things would you refuse to do with someone?”
She was innocent, that much I could tell. She wasn’t sure what I was referring to, which was strange. After everything that had happened since she’d arrived, I figured she’d know what I was talking about. But there was a confusion that swept across her face, as though she was slowly trying to piece my words together to connect it. I walked across to her bed and sat down on the end, leaving her the space I knew she needed.
“Do you mean, like, in the bedroom?”
I couldn’t help but laugh loudly, my laughter echoing in the room.In the bedroom. Here she was a grown young woman, but she couldn’t sound any more apprehensive of what we were discussing. The women I’d been with in the past hadn’t been as new to sex as she was. The thought had crossed my mind that she had never had sex before, probably never performed a sexual act for that matter, but I had to push it.
“Are you a virgin?” I asked her, keeping my voice low. “Have you ever actually been with anyone?”
She averted her eyes and her face flushed red. That was all the answer I needed. I wasn’t sure how to approach her now. I wanted her, but I wasn’t sure if it would work with a virgin. I knew that my tastes were eccentric, and the last thing I wanted to do was scare her off me.
“Want to go upstairs with me?”
She brushed her hair back behind her ear. “There’s an upstairs?”
“Yes,” I told her, pushing myself up off the bed. “You’re in my family’s basement.”
“You built a dungeon in your basement?”
“Not my idea. My father’s.”
She pursed her lips, but swung her legs from the cot and stood up to face me. “Okay. Let’s go.”
“Please, though. Don’t try to escape. Whatever you do,” I said, emphasizing my words so that she understood. “It won’t end well for you if you do. At all.”
She nodded lightly. “I won’t. I’m not that stupid.”
I inhaled deeply but took her word on it. I had no choice but to believe her. Lucia had spent most of her time upstairs with Romeo, so I could see no problem with Chiara doing the same. Both girls had grown up in a family with strict rules. She knew better than to break them—it was likely that she understood the consequences all too well, especially with her father.
“And keep quiet,” I whispered.
I took a soft grip of her arm and led her through the corridors and up the staircases to my room, where I placed her onto the bed. She looked wary but, for the first time, I couldn’t see the fear in her eyes.
She remained silent as I picked out a dildo and a vibrator from my nightstand. I preferred using toys—it was less intimate. I could see her ribcage through her nightgown, and her eyes brightening with desire, despite her nervousness. She wasn’t squirming, just lying there, waiting. I decided to use my hands first, bringing my fingers up her thighs, making the contact that she so desperately wanted.
Her bare flesh was enough to give me an erection. Seeing her legs quiver at the feeling of my fingers grazing along her skin was enough. I parted her legs, opening them gently. She had on a simple pair of black underwear, which was already coated with the wetness between her legs. I could feel my erection throbbing beneath my jeans. A burning sensation rose up from my lower stomach and towards my chest, causing my grip to become deeper on her slim thighs.
Tentatively, I brought the vibrator in between her legs. I set the black underwear aside and brought it to her. I could feel the warmth against my fingers as I held it close. She reacted immediately, her back arching at the sensation. I felt my erection throbbing between my legs, wanting to see her and hear her. I needed more.
She let out a soft moan as her legs nearly came together. I pushed them aside and held the vibrator there. She kicked out and gripped the blanket. I was in control, and I wanted to push her further than she’d ever done herself. I felt her quivering beneath my touch as she yelled out, her body contorting from pleasure. She brought her eyes to mine before moaning loudly and pulling away from me, unable to take the pressure.
“Oh my god,” she said, her voice breathless as she fell back. “That was amazing.”
I smiled to myself and brought out the dildo. It was a thick, flesh-colored one, but it wasn’t too long. Still, I wanted to warn her.
“Are you ready for this?”
Her eyes widened. “You’re not going to use your, you know,thing.”
I shook my head. I wanted to tell her that I’d never been with a woman on a sensual level like that. Especially not a virgin. It was too much pressure. I simply wanted to see her quiver and scream while I had control of how she reacted. I could take it away just as quickly as I could force it in. It was what I enjoyed the most.
“It’s okay,” she said finally. “I’m ready. Just be gentle, okay?”
“I will. At first.”
