Indio kissed her as his hands slid under her skirt and pulled her panties gently down her legs. “I am always with you, my beautiful girl. Always.”
In a flash, they were both naked, and this time, they took their time, exploring the other’s body, kissing and sucking, before Indio hitched her legs gently around his waist and slid his huge, engorged cock into her ready cunt. Elli gave a long, shivery sigh as they began to move together, Indio’s eyes on hers, his mouth tasting her lips as he kissed her. It was slow, soft, and languid, and when Elli came, she gasped, her back arching as Indio shuddered through his own orgasm. She felt his seed shooting deep into her belly and smiled at him. “I love you, Indio Navaro. So, so much …”
“My Elli, my Elli,” he said again and again, kissing her tenderly and drinking her in with his eyes. “This was the reunion I dreamed of for eight years,” he whispered.
“With you, I know I can handle anything,” she said, stroking his face before her face fell. “God, Indio, I cannot bear to let him touch me again.”
“I know. I know. I hate the thought of it. But, listen, you have to do what you have to do to stay safe. Nothing is more important than that.Nothing.”Their gazes locked and she nodded, knowing what he was saying.
“When this is all over, I’m marrying you, Elliana Moretti, and we’re going to be the happiest people in the world.”
There were fresh tears then, but she smiled through them. “For a proposal, that was pretty damn good, Mr. Navaro.”
He chuckled, then looked regretful. “God, itkillsme to say this, but you had better get back to the party.” He grimaced. “I hate that you’ve been involved in this sort of thing.”
“Don’t be. The first time, it was my choice. Adventure.” She grinned at him. It was the word they always used when they were younger when they set off to get into trouble.
“Adventure,” he said and kissed her again. They dressed slowly, and then Indio pushed up the window of the room. Elli giggled.
“Seriously …you’re going out of the window?”
Indio grinned and kissed her. “Adventure.I love you, Elli. I promise we’ll be together soon.”
He hooked a leg over the window sill, but Elli suddenly grabbed him. “Wait. Just know, Indio, that when he touches me, I’ll be wishing it was you. That you are the reason I breathe in and out every moment. I’ve always loved you, Indio. I always will.”
Indio kissed her again, holding her tightly. “Il amore mia, go now before I take you away from here and blow any chance we have of taking Aldo down. I love you. Never forget.”
And he was gone.
Elli lay quietly for as long as she dared, reveling in the sudden peace and joy she felt after being with Indio. It was only when fear crept back in again that she forced herself up and out of bed, into her now wrinkled dress, and back downstairs. Almost immediately, Aldo appeared, gripping the top of her arm hard. “Where thefuckhave you been?”
Elli wrenched her arm away from him and gave him a supercilious smile. “Fucking another man of course. Isn’t that what you wanted?”
His eyes glittered with anger. “Why are you behaving this way?”
Suddenly, Elli wanted to goad him, such was her anger. This man was a psychopath. She knew that now. “Because, Aldo, you treat me likea whore.You should have warned me this was another orgy. You should have given me the right to decide whether I wanted to take part. Once again, you treated me like just another hole.”
Aldo’s shoulders slumped and he passed a hand over his face. “You’re right. Of course, you’re right, I’m so sorry, Elli.”
Elli was taken off guard by this sudden change. “Aldo …shall we go home? I’m tired.”
They didn’t speak on the drive home, but Aldo took her hand and stroked the back of it with his thumb. Elli fought the urge to pull it away.
To her great relief, Aldo went to sleep almost immediately, his arm locked around her waist, and Elli lay on her back staring up at the ceiling. All she could think of was Indio, making love with him, and the relief of knowing that underneath everything, he was still hers. He loved her.
She fell asleep still smelling his scent on her skin and reveling at the thought of his cum deep in her belly. But in the middle of the night, she woke to find Aldo on top of her, his cock inside her. Elli fought the urge to scream and kick him away, going along with the sex …even though every cell in her body was crying out that this was wrong. He’d never done this before—started to fuck her without her consent—and looking at him now, Elli wasn’t even sure he was awake. Aldo came hard, and to her horror, his hands slipped around her throat and began to squeeze. Elli began to panic as her air was cut off.
“Aldo, Aldo, wake up! You’re hurting me! Aldo …” Her voice was croaking as the oxygen began to run out.
To her great relief, the hands released her throat and she sucked in great gasps of air, sobs tearing out of her sore throat. Aldo, still delirious from orgasm, collapsed on top of her, burying his face in her neck and groaning, “Don’t leave me. Don’t ever leave me. If you do, I’ll kill you. I’llkillyou …god …Yvetta …please ….”
Elli’s body went cold.
Vivienne squinted at Elli as she came into work on Monday morning. “It’s summer. Why are you wearing a scarf?”
Elli gave her a too-sunny smile, knowing that alone would tip her friend off to there being a problem. “Fashion, of course. Hey, listen, I’ve got an idea for a new series. Can I take you to lunch to talk about it?”
“We can talk right now, if you want.”