by Sophia Gray
“Melinda, God, stop,” Antonio groaned. He pulled my hair again, then released me and pushed me back on the bed.
I toppled over, landing ungracefully on my ass with my legs splayed.
Antonio looked down at me with hunger in his eyes. I stared back, feeling completely vulnerable and naked even though I was still dressed. He leapt onto the bed and pushed my legs apart. My short club dress bunched around my waist, and the cool air of the bedroom stimulated my hot pussy.
He crawled between my legs, reaching down and sliding a finger between my thighs, rubbing the crotch of my panties. A loud moan escaped my lips, and I tilted my head back until I was staring at the ceiling. Antonio’s hands on me felt so good that my whole body was tingling with excitement and pleasure.
“Take your panties off,” Antonio growled. “I want to see you expose yourself for me.”
Shivering, I reached down and hooked my thumbs in my underwear then started slowly tugging them down my legs. I looked up and made eye contact with Antonio, licking my lips and moaning softly as the cool air hit my pussy.
Antonio’s eyes flashed with dark lust. He ripped my panties down the rest of the way, then threw them to the side. Before I could move, he buried his face between my legs. I moaned in intense pleasure as Antonio’s lips found my clit and gently began to suck.
I began moving my hips up and down in the air, grinding my pussy against Antonio’s face. He buried his tongue inside of me, licking and sucking until I couldn’t even move. Little hot noises were coming out of my mouth and sweat broke out all over my body. I ran my hands down my sides, grabbing my dress and pulling it over my head. My breasts were spilling out of my bra and I ran my hands over them, savoring the way I tingled when my nipples were rubbed under the lacy fabric.
Antonio growled. He slipped another finger inside of me and I cried out as pleasure gripped my lower belly. My face was hot with lust and excitement as Antonio grabbed me firmly by the hips and started sucking passionately on my hard clit. The sensation of his tongue sliding over the swollen flesh made me howl with pleasure, and my body was writhing all over the bed.
Antonio pulled away. He wiped his mouth then leaned down to kiss me. As I savored the taste of my juices all over his lips, he reached behind my back and unhooked my bra. He pulled it away from my breasts then gazed hungrily down at my body.
“You’re so beautiful, Melinda,” Antonio whispered. “I never got to look at you before like this – I wanna savor it. You’re art.”
My body was tingling and pulsing and begging for his touch. I grabbed his hands and pulled him down on top of me. His cock poked me in the stomach and I moaned, spreading my legs and wrapping them around his waist desperately. I didn’t just want Antonio, I needed him, desperate for him the way I was desperate to breathe.
“I want you,” I whispered hotly. Antonio leaned down and sucked one of my nipples, playing his tongue over the stiff flesh until I cried out. With one hand, Antonio started pinching and rolling the other nipple between his thumb and index finger. The pain from his pinches combined with the tickling sensation of his lips and tongue sent my lust into overdrive.
Pushing Antonio away from my body, I crawled into a sitting position. He laid down on his back, grinning. His cock poked between my labia. Lowering my body, I glided on top of him.
He groaned underneath me. His face was red and sweaty and his eyes were screwed tightly closed in obvious ecstasy. “You’re torturing me,” Antonio moaned. He reached up and began playing with my breasts, pinching my nipples until I gave a loud moan. Pleasure shot through my body, and I couldn’t wait anymore.
Using my hand, I guided Antonio’s cock to my pussy. The head pushed inside of me and I cried out, rocking my hips until I was settled all the way down, locked against him. Antonio’s cock twitched inside of me and I moaned before grinding my hips against his body. We moved together in a perfect rhythm – frenzied and fast, then slow and sensual.
Antonio tangled his fingers with mine and squeezed my hand as I rocked my hips on top of his cock. My clit was burning with passion and I smiled coyly at him before sliding a hand down my body and gently rubbing myself. Pleasure shot through me like a million arrows, and I closed my eyes, smiling and putting on a show for Antonio as I continued to rub myself.
Antonio growled. He tore my hand away from my body, then reached between my legs and rubbed my clit with his thumb until I was gasping for air. His cock was pummeling into me harder than before, and just when I felt like I was going to come, Antonio stopped.
“What are you doing?” I asked softly.
Antonio grabbed my hips and pulled me off his body, tossing me to the bed. He kissed me passionately before swatting me hard on the ass. “Lie on your belly. I want to take you from behind.”
Moaning, I blushed and shivered as I crawled onto my stomach and spread my legs.
Antonio straddled my legs and shoved his cock inside of my pussy once more. He felt even bigger from behind, and I moaned, raising my hips in the air and wiggling until he was buried inside me. Antonio grabbed a fistful of my ass then started riding me. His hips and thighs clenching my body made it impossible to move. The bed was jostling and bouncing from his powerful thrusts, and I clenched handfuls of the sheet as a hot, thrilling sensation began building in my lower belly.
“God,” Antonio moaned. He dug his fingers into the cheeks of my ass and I cried out. As his body moved powerfully against mine, I felt my orgasm wash over me like a tidal wave. My belly clenched and pulsed as Antonio’s cock filled every inch of my pussy. I moaned and buried my face in the sheets, screaming as each pulse hit me with more intensity than the last. Antonio exploded on top of me, filling me with his cum as he let out primal grunting sounds.
The shock of my orgasm lasted more than a few seconds, and I sucked in deep breaths of air as the trembling sensation left my body. Antonio slid out of me and flopped on his side. I could tell by the sound of his breathing that he was still worked up, and I pulled the thin sheet over his hot, sweaty body.
Antonio wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me close, spooning his body against mine. It felt so comfortable and warm that I closed my eyes, resting my head against his muscular bicep.
“I wish I could fall asleep here,” I whispered, tracing invisible patterns over Antonio’s arm with the tip of my index finger. “This is so comfortable, and so safe.”
Antonio swallowed. “Me too, baby,” he whispered. His words were hot against the nape of my neck and I shivered.
“I wish I never had to go home,” I said again. The feeling of desperation and sadness was starting to creep back in, and I wanted to cry. I wanted to curl up against Antonio’s chest and snuggle him until the apocalypse. Or at least until the death of my father.
But I knew that wasn’t very likely to happen.
“I know,” Antonio said. He stroked my sweaty hair, pushing it back from my forehead as he kissed me. “But I promise, baby, everything’s going to be okay. We’ll figure out a way to get you out of this.”
“Why can’t we just leave tonight?” I asked. I rolled away from Antonio onto my belly until we were facing each other. “Like, I could go home and pack a bag and then come back here. And we could buy planet tickets, and just leave.”
Antonio shook his head. “I don’t have the money to front that right now,” he said. “Your father gave me a credit card, but I think he must have an alert set every time I use it. He’d know about the tickets.”
“So pull out a cash advance, and we’ll just buy them in person,” I said excitedly. “Antonio, it has to work! It has to!”
Antonio shook his head. “Baby, the banks are closed,” he said. He sighed. “God, I wish I’d thought of something before I had to tell you. I hate this,” he added, gesturing to the ceiling. “I hate the fact that your father has me over a barrel like this.”
I sighed. A knot of dread was forming in my stomach, and as much as I wanted to ignore it, I knew I didn’t have a choice.
“What?” Antonio narrowed his eyes and chuckled. “You about wore me out. If you’re asking for round two, I’m gonna have to wait a while.”
“No, silly,” I said impatiently. “I just got an idea!”
“What?” Antonio frowned. “What’s going on, Melinda?”
I smirked. “I’ll just say no,” I said triumphantly.
“What?”
“When the priest asks if I’ll marry Alexander, I’ll say no,” I said, shrugging. “They can’t force me to marry someone against my will. This is America, Antonio.”
Antonio bit his lip. “I’m not sure that’s going to work,” he said slowly.
I rolled out of bed and grabbed my panties and bra. Getting dressed was an awkward business – my limbs felt clumsy and tired – but I was filled with energy and hope. Why haven’t I thought of this before? I wondered as I pulled my dress on. This is the idea that’s going to save me.
“I should probably get home,” I said, glancing down at my phone for the time. “I hate to leave, but I don’t want Dad getting suspicious.”
Antonio nodded. “Okay,” he said. “You promise you’ll text me and tell me you’re okay?”
I nodded. “You’re so overprotective,” I said, playfully punching Antonio in the shoulder again. This time, he rubbed the area where I’d hit him before grabbing my fingers and bringing them to his mouth.
“Of course I’m overprotective,” Antonio said. “I love you, Melinda.”
I grinned until my cheeks hurt. “I love you, too,” I said softly. “And I always will.”
Chapter 18
Melinda
I was a nervous wreck by the time Antonio pulled up in front of the house. The driveway was full of cars, and I frowned.
“I didn’t know Daddy was having a party tonight,” I said, smoothing my hands over my dress. My hair was a tangled mess from the intense sex I’d had with Antonio, and my makeup was smeared over half of my face. I would have washed it back at Antonio’s, but he didn’t have soap I was willing to put on my face. I wasn’t going to risk getting a breakout just so Daddy wouldn’t get suspicious of where I’d been.
“You sure you want to go in?” Antonio glanced up at the house.
Even I had to stare for a moment. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d seen the house so festive. Every window was lit and the sounds of talking and laughter carried all the way across the huge emerald lawn.
“Yeah,” I said. Inside, though, my confidence was faltering. “I mean, I don’t really have a choice. I have to go inside, if only to get some of my stuff.”
Antonio grabbed my hands and held them tightly in his lap. “Melinda, come away with me,” he said suddenly. “Come with me, tonight.”
“Antonio,” I said, trying to pull free from his grip. He held firm. “I can’t, honey,” I said, looking down at my dress. “I don’t even have my cell charger with me. And you said yourself, you can’t use Dad’s card without him knowing. Where would we live? What would we eat?”
Antonio shook his head impatiently. “That shit doesn’t matter,” he growled. “What matters is your safety. I don’t want you going in there, Melinda.”
I burst out laughing. “God, relax!” I said. “Antonio, I’ve lived in that house for my whole life. What’s going to change now? It’s not like Daddy wants to marry me off right this second. He didn’t say when this is supposed to happen, did he?”
Antonio reluctantly shook his head. “I don’t know,” he growled. “But I know Rodrigo wants this taken care of as soon as possible.”
I sighed. “Well, it’s not going to happen tonight.”
Antonio was gripping my hands so tightly that my fingers were starting to go numb. I winced in pain, and he immediately released me. A guilty look spread over his face.
“Melinda, I know it sounds like I’m being paranoid,” Antonio said heavily. “But you have to trust me. I have a bad feeling – a really bad feeling about this. I don’t want you in that house with those men.”
“Come with me,” I offered. “That way you can watch over me and know I’ll be safe.”
Antonio shook his head. “You know I can’t do that,” he said. “Your father would get too suspicious.”
I sighed. “And, furthermore, how would we get money if I came with you? I assume you don’t have another job lined up already.”
“That doesn’t matter,” Antonio said urgently. “I don’t care – I’ll find work as a guard, or anything. Melinda, I know it’s not what you’re used to. I can’t lie, I won’t be able to give you that kind of life for a long time. But please, trust me.”
I rolled my eyes. “Baby, just relax,” I said. “This is one night, okay? I’ll be fine.”
I leaned over and pressed my lips to Antonio’s, kissing him deeply. The kiss went on longer than I intended and my pulse started to race as Antonio’s tongue slipped in my mouth.
I pulled away, wiping my mouth and swallowing before throwing a nervous glance towards the house. No one could see me making out with Antonio – I knew that would ruin everything. “Okay,” I said, smiling. “I’ll see you soon, okay?”
Antonio nodded. I could tell he was angry that I’d refused to leave with him, but I knew I was making the right decision. After all, I needed some time to get my ducks in a row…and my favorite clothes and possessions tucked in a bag.
Antonio’s car had been hot and humid, and the cold air outside hit my lungs like a knife when I climbed out of it. I wrapped my thin jacket around me as I walked on unsteady feet up the driveway. There were so many cars parked there, I couldn’t remember ever having seen our house this crowded. Marty’s car was parked towards the front of the pack.
I groaned as I opened the door. The foyer was full of men, all clad in dark suits and sipping flutes of champagne. Debra, wearing a more formal uniform than usual, bustled through the crowd holding a tray with glasses and tiny snacks.
“Wow,” I said under my breath. “Dad’s really having a blowout.”
As soon as my heels tapped across the foyer, men rushed in. Daddy and Marty were at the head of the pack. Dad’s eyes looked happy – he was glowing and he looked more relaxed than I’d seen in months.
I knew I had to be extra careful, especially with my smeared face and messy hair.
“Hi, Daddy,” I said, stepping on the bottom stair. “I’m gonna go to sleep now. I’m exhausted – I fell asleep in the back of Antonio’s car on the way home from the club.”
Dad and Marty traded unpleasant smiles, and a tiny wave of anxiety flared in my belly.
“Melinda, I want to talk to you,” Dad said.
The hair on the back of my neck stood up. I took another step up the stairs. Dad, Marty, and two big men I didn’t recognize came closer.
“Melinda, baby, come on,” Dad wheedled. “Just a little talk in my office. You can do that for me, can’t you?”
I feigned another yawn. “I’m really tired,” I said, flashing my biggest smile to the room full of men. “And as you can see, I look like hell. So, please, may I go upstairs? Daddy, we can talk tomorrow.”
Dad snapped his fingers. Suddenly, the two big men shot forward and grabbed my arms. I cried out in pain as they pulled me between them.
“To my office,” Dad said. He tossed a champagne flute over his shoulder, and I heard the tinkling of glass as it shattered on the marble floor.
“Get the hell off me,” I growled, trying to twist my way free.
The bigger of the two guards tightened his grip, yanking me into the air. His hand brushed against the side of my breast. I cried out, but he didn’t take it away.
I felt panicked and utterly humiliated as the men dragged me across the floor, down the hall, and into Dad’s office. Suddenly, my house didn’t really look so homey anymore. It looked menacing, dangerous – like something that could kill me.
Why oh why didn’t I listen to Antonio? I
thought sadly as the men dragged me across the carpet and plunked me down in a leather chair in front of my dad’s desk. Why did I have to be so stupid and prideful?
To my horror, I saw James and Alexander Rex standing inside Dad’s office. They were drinking champagne, and Alexander grinned when he saw me. It was a nasty grin that made my stomach sink to the floor.
“Hello, darling wife,” Alexander sneered sarcastically. “You look like a real slut. Rodrigo, can we get a doctor in here? I wanna make sure I’m getting my money’s worth!”