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INDEBTED CHAPTER 13 (THIRTEEN)

  • Mar 29, 2017
  • 6 min read

"Nickolai.. Um..I mean sir master please" swallowing trying not to get distracted with his hand massaging my butt as I tried to wiggle free.

Sex right now my body screamed for it but my head. He is the mafia, I'm indebted to him and I just want to break free from under this rubble.

"Relax Emily I will not hurt you" his hand sliding between my legs.

"I love your dimples on your thighs" I blush at the compliment.

"Tell me what experience you have with anal sex"

What anal. Will he take it that far? We already had vaginal and oral but anal never.

"None now let me go Nickolai please" and forget the money that has bounded us together but as usual I have lost the power of speech.

He nodded resting the metal bar on the desk besides me.

"We will have to discuss anal sex later" stroking a finger over my brown star.

I acquiesce my life changing so quickly locking eyes with the gorgeously groomed brute. My back against his mahogany desk, his finger slowly circling my brown star all feelings of weakness were buried beneath false strength and lust.

He removed his finger grasping my muff the low heat inside me turns instantly into flames.

"Not here please someone may see us"

"Who?" clasping my muff strongly again my juices smearing his palm my nerves oscillating, lips tremulous.

He watched me intently my heart shaped bud hardening, shivering at the gentleness of his touch, his fingers weren't soft and pampered.

He blinked and smiled handsomely"Tell me what you want Emily?' rubbing my bud between his thumb and index finger.

"Sir"I whispered he was sleek and smooth not feeling my lips parting"Sir" unable to say no more than one word resisting the strong desire to come.

"You are not allowed to come unless I tell you too Emily"

"W..What?" my clit on fire

"Do I have to repeat myself" leaning in his mouth only inches from mines

"Mmmhmm" I closed my eyes trying not to whine like a baby.

"Answer my question"

What the hell did he asked? Oh something about what I want and not coming until he tell me too.

"I am..You are too much trouble" his lips brushing against my ear, his fingers never let up on their cruel and merciless attacks as he pushed me higher and higher.

"That's not the question I ask" snacking on my earlobe

But that's the only answer I could afford to give at this time.

"Kiss me" he said hoarsely"as a wife would her husband"

Panting roughly I licked my lips thankful that I had scrub the onion from my breath from the sandwich I had nibbled on during lunch. He rasp taking my mouth I was shocked he didn't even wait for me to say yes or no, go stop.

I sighed against his soft firm lips and the gentleness of the pressure, his tongue dipping inside my mouth, my heart raging in my chest, wet noises were faintly heard coming from my twat.

I was vaguely aware of his fingers dipping inside my dripping honey pot, his body pressed firmly against mines, it was achingly hot and hard. He levered over me climbing on the desk"I want you Emily and I am going to have you and nothing and nobody is going to stop me."

His breath hiss as another finger went in search of my honey. A low rumble vibrating from his chest, his body lowering to mines crushing me.

"Nickolai Quincy Carsarro what the hell are you doing?"

Abruptly he yanked himself and his sweet fingers away. I laid there gasping wet and horrified some was behind him.

"Mother"

"Nickolai Carsarro open this door this instant" her voice coming through the speakers"Valentina is here open up. Do you have someone with you?"

"Sis"

I was mortified by the sudden intrusion and by his lack of words trying desperately to sit up. What would his mother and sister think of me if they saw me like this?

"Nickolai" snapping him back to the present.

Pulling me up he untied my hands tossing me my pants and underwear scowling. I got to my feet winching slightly against the bandage furious at what I'd almost let happen as he toss the metal bar under his desk running his hands through his hair. I pulled up my pants neating my appearance

"Nickolai" rapping on the glass door

"Are you okay?" lifting my chin.

"Do I look okay?" slapping away his hand.

I was aroused, mad and thoroughly embarrassed but mostly aroused. I needed sex I wanted him even though he was bad for me, mean bastard got me all worked up and didn't even get to finish the job.

"You are beautiful and fuckable and you are mines Emily and come July1st I am going to make you come until you beg me stop."

"Nobody can't accuse you of been modest" I muttered as he hit the button unlocking the doors.

The two women almost stumbling inside as the door slid open, they were eavesdropping which made me feel even more embarrassed. The older woman which I presume is his mother wore her dark blond hair in a tight french bun while the other soft glossy black curls fell about her shoulder. Both women flush bright red smiling their thousand watt smile while I forced my own lips into a smile that was far less radiant.

"Nickolai where is your manners? Please introduce us" his mother remarked walking lazily towards him brushing a strand of hair off his shoulder.

He give her a curt smile that didn't reach his eyes

"Mother...Emily. Emily...my mother and sister Livia and Valentina." guesturing his hand back and forth.

I shook their hands briefly comtemplating an excuse that would provide me with a quick exit as they took a seat on distint black leather sofa. I sank down on one of the chairs close to his desk folding my hands on my lap trying not to gnaw on my lower lip.

"Something to drink mother, Valentina Emily"

We nodded and he took a seat behind his massive mahogany desk staring up at the flat screens streaming news from around the world, power and control oozing off him in his black leather chair. He would probably have made a good governor or senator if he wasn't in the mafia.

"So you and my brother were doing the nasty...uh Emily?" asked Valentina rotating a strand of black hair around her finger.

"No we were just discussing the wedding and my role as his wife seeing that he is the boss" I was such a bad liar

"There is nothing you should disquiet yourself about Emily. It's like any other marriage, just note one important factor you enter alive and you have to go out dead. Your feelings doesn't matter, you are going into a world where the opinions of a woman doesn't matter."

My stomach drop

"So if things doesn't work out, we can't get a divorce?"

"No Emily you are mines until death do us part" steeping his fingers on his desk.

I shot him a cold stare before returning to face his mother her eyes chocolate brown like mines.

"Mrs Carsarro with all due respect I never wanted any of this. My father owed your son a lot of money and upon his passing I inherited the debt." my stomach in knots I stifle my nerves before I continued.

"It's thirty five million and at the ending of the month it will amount to forty five. I don't know how I will repay the debt but if given more time I would I give you my word."

"Emily it's not about the money but about duty and honor. Do you know how your father died?"

"From a heart attack that's what the postmortem said"

"No that's not true. Even though I can't give you explicit details about his death one thing you should know is he should have never double cross the mob."

I raise my eyebrows still confused.

"Emily look at me" and I did turning to face him his jacket drape over the back of his chair he looked even yummier in just the vest.

"Your father was in charge of managing one of my smaller casinos for the last ten years. He had a gambling problem and burrowed a lot of money from the syndicate to cover his debts after I had to lay him off."

"Lay off" I echoed the words still lost.

Nickolai watched me closley before he continued" Yes lay off after I found out he was lining his banking account with my money. I was going to kill him but he begged me to spare his life in exchange for you, his only daughter. After which he changed his mind but everything was already documented on paper, he was devastated about what he had done and killed himself."

THE END OF CHAPTER 13 (THIRTEEN)

 
 
 

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