Page 5 of Her Cruel One-Sided Love

All I wanted was some wholesome gruesome fun while answering quiz questions like the horror nerd that I am. All I wanted was to go back to my old troublemaking self—-

Oh.

They did say you have to be careful with what you wish for, and since I've always been a magnet for trouble...well, I can't dig a deeper grave than this, can I?

Shit, oh, shit.

I try convincing myself once again to do what's safe and right, which is to leave and forget this ever happened. But instead my gaze remains glued to the couple having sex in the next room.

It's a fact that every one ofLa Strega'sfour grandsons is as handsome (and fearsome) as a tall, black-haired, black-hearted devil, but since I've always secretly thought of Massimo as being the sexiest...maybe that's the reason why I can't just stop myself from turning into a full-fledged voyeur?

There's just something irresistibly hot about the way he lazily smiles, and while I admit to occasionally daydreaming about catching his eye like virtually every girl of every localfamigliais also guilty of—-

Seeing him fuck another girl is more than a little TMI even for me, and things get even more out of hand when I catch the briefest and most forbidden of glimpses of Massimo Marchetti's unbelievably enormous cock as he pulls all the way out of his lover's pussy.

My rebellious ways have always had to with being a rebellious smartass around authority...but I've never gotten in trouble involving the opposite sex. Just the thought of dating freaks me out, while the thought of watching porn embarrasses the shit out of me.

But thanks to the most incredible twist of fate...the first dick I see in real life happens to belong to Massimo Freaking Marchetti...and while he's fucking another woman to boot.

This really can't be happening, but since it is—-

Get your ass moving, Ysabel!

I finally snap back to my senses, but before I can scramble to take a step back, Massimo's dark eyes suddenly swing to where I'm standing—-

I'm fucked.

His gaze imprisons me in an instant, and my legs feel like they've frozen all at once.

Don't look away.

Dark eyes blaze the words out in a tone sopalpablycommanding, I almost expect the girl he's still fucking to hear it and demand what's going on.

But she doesn't.

Those words are for me alone, and the thought is terrifyingly...alluring.

Shit, oh, shit.

Instead of running away, I find myself actually obeying him like an idiot whose mind has been made completely warped by lust (which I think is exactly what's happening now).

I watch in trembling silence as he suddenly swings his lover back into his arms and sets her down on her feet. She's completely naked while he's fully dressed, and all I can do is swallow as I watch her body writhe while waiting for him to fuck her again.

"Don't look up until I tell you to."

I'm about to do what he says when I realize I'm not the one he's talking to, with Massimo grabbing a fistful of the other girl's hair as he pushes her head back down.

"I'm sorry,"she whimpers. "I promise, Master, I won't look up."

That one word nearly makes me stagger back, and my dazed gaze flies back up to the chiseled features of Massimo's gorgeous face even as my suddenly-dry lips part in shock.Did I hear that right? Did she just call him...Master?

Massimo pounds his cock back into her all of a sudden, and the force of his thrust is so exquisitely visceral in its savageness that my own body feels penetrated, and when I hear the other girl moan—-

"Yes, Master!"

I can only bite my lip against the urge to moan myself.

His dark gaze remains on me as he fucks the other girl harder and harder, and my helpless gaze remains on him as I hear that one word echo in my mind like the serpent in Eden tempting me to sin.

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