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The virgin, the boss and...

...the first orgasm.

12:00 AM — Moonstone Manor, Milan

Sunny Hirsch held back a cry as Thiago Blaze scooped her up in his arms. It was like being held by a rock. He had the tightest body she had ever seen. Sunny had her hands protecting her chest, breathing very fast. A mixture of horror and shame coursed through her body.

Sunny couldn't help but notice his body heat. Did he have a fever? Why did he feel so flaming around her? Sunny's head was so full of thoughts when he lifted her. She felt her jaw drop when she saw Thiago's face.

He was the most handsome man she had ever seen. No actor or celebrity could achieve that perfection without edition and professional help. Thiago Blaze didn't need that. He had an angular face and a straight nose that made a perfect triangle. Whoever designed that face definitely loved math: the symmetry was out of the world! His full lips were the kind people asked for in offices. And the worst were those eyes! Those damn dark ones, covered in the long, thick lashes typical of the Blake clan. Thiago Blaze had Catarina's beauty, but his eyes were as cold and icy as the frozen waters of a lake in winter. Just like his father.

Those dark pool eyes blinded Sunny to the point where she didn't notice when he got up in the bathtub. Thiago Blaze threw Sunny Hirsch to the ground.

"Ouch," Sunny complained. "Why did you do that?"

Thiago Blaze didn't answer. He just stared at her, coldly.

Sunny Hirsch reptead, "Ouch! It hurts!"

Thiago raised his eyebrows:

"What are you doing here?"

"I was taking a bath…" Sunny Hirsch said in an angry tone but then she remembered who she was talking about "Sir".

"Get out."

"Can you get me a tower, sir? Please."

Thiago Blaze growled. It was like an animal signaling that it was ready to tear off pieces.

Finally, Sunny Hirsch got up from the floor and said "I'm so sorry that I just came from nowhere. I mean it's totally my fault. But shouldn't you apologize for throwing me on the ground? I'm a person after all and that's not cool."

In the middle of her speech, it was incredibly difficult for Sunny Hirsch to keep her eyes up and ignore his perfect body all nude. She was so distracted that she didn't even notice the increasingly dark expression on his face.

"What?"

"I mean… it's more polite" said Sunny Hirsch. Her survival instinct screamed SHUT UP AND GET OUT OF THERE! But she would not listen to it before HE said the words.

"You want me to apologize?" Thiago Blaze raised one of his eyebrows.

"Exactly, huh? You may be rich and… good looking. But we are all humans who deserve some respect."

"You remind me a lot of my uncle, you know? He used to make me say 'I'm sorry' all the time."

"Well. He must be a well-mannered man."

"I killed him."

So they aren't rumors — Sunny Hirsch realized.

"Fine. I will say. But after hearing that you must die. Just like my uncle did."

Sunny Hirsch opened her eyes. Thiago Blaze smiled in pure evilness.

"I'm so…"

"oH GOD IT'S SO LATE I GOT GO BYE" Sunny Hirsch screamed like a rapper in a diss battle. She turned around and walked back to the bathroom stall. But the floor was still slippery so she fell and had to grab the bathtub.

"Why are you showing your ass to me?" asked Thiago Blaze. "Oh. Ti capisco adesso."

"I'm so sorry but the floor is so slippery" Sunny Hirsch tried to say but Thiago Blaze's hand on her hips took her breath away.

"What are you doing, sir?" asked Sunny Hirsch, scared. She felt Thiago's wet body stick to her backside. His cock was positioned between her legs. "Sir…"

"If you want to serve me so bad," Thiago Blaze whispered in her ear, "then I'll give you the pleasure of being my first... maid today."

"No, sir. I beg you" said Sunny Hirsch, feeling her body warm to his touch. "I don't wanna lose my virginity like that."

Thiago Blaze put his body on Sunny Hirsch's back. Skin to skin, Sunny shivered at the easy slide. His hands clamped down hard on her hips.

In Sunny's ear, Thiago Blaze's deep voice whispered, "If you don't want to, I won't make you."

But one of Thiago Blaze's hands slowly slipped between her legs.

"I'll make you beg for me."

Sunny Hirsch shook her head.

"I'm going to marry a virgin to the man I love."

Thiago Blaze let out a sincere laugh. It was the first time in his life that he actually laughed.

"Mr. Blaze?"

A crease formed between Thiago Blaze's eyebrows. What the hell was going on with him? Why was that lowly maid making him… laugh?

"Sir?"

Thiago Blaze's hand moved between Sunny Hirsch's legs. His touching hand squeezed Sunny Hirsch's mound of venus.

"Has a man ever touched you here?"

“No.”

Sunny Hirsch's pulse descended into her depths. It was as if Thiago Blaze knew it. He placed her flesh apart and placed a finger in the middle. Sunny shivered loudly. His finger petted the soft and innocent place.

"Has a man ever done this?"

"No, sir. I'm not enjoying this. Please stop."

"Then why is it so wet?"

That was true. She was wet.

Thiago Blaze's fingers swirled and squeezed her between his fingers. The mobster's eagle eyes could just as easily notice a gun as he could notice the little tremor in her legs each time he hit an especially good spot.

"That's just a natural response of my body. It means nothing… ahh… Don't" Sunny Hirsch bit her lip. She almost asked him to don't stop the side-to-side movement on her clit.

Thiago Blaze not only noticed as he shook her entire intimacy with her clit.

Sunny Hirsch almost cried trying to hold the moaning. She couldn't do that! It doesn't matter how she was crushed by the pressure of her intimacy being touched like… like… like... A nameless heat spread from Thiago Blaze's incessant touch to the rest of Sunny Hirsch's body. She could no longer hide her screams and tremors. Everything went dark.

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