The heir and the virgin
*not that virgin anymore, huh
Thiago Blaze slid the condom under Sunny's eyes. He leaned on the marble bench under the shower. His arms were relaxed at his sides.
"Come to me, woman," Tiago's voice was a deep sound breaking the silence of the bathroom.
Sunny Hirsch sat on his lap; she was so nervous. Sitting on Tiago was like sitting on a huge mountain of stone, but his skin felt nice and warm to the touch. She didn't realize she was breathing loudly until he grabbed her hips. Sunny shuddered loudly as she felt the tip of his member. She shivered when he slid inside. But it wasn't easy. He was tp big and she watched as her intimacy stretched around him. She really tried to accommodate him. Her canal walls widened for him.
"Too big" complained Sunny Hirsch breathing through teeth. "You left no room inside of me, Mr. Blaze." She arched her body back, feeling like she could explode again just from the feel of him like that. More than anything, she felt how right he was. That pain was pleasurable. Like eating delicious food that came with lots of pepper. Delicious but painful.
But Thiago Blaze had other plans. He got up with her on his lap as easily as if she were a purse. He threw it against the wall and stuffed everything inside it. Everything, without tipping to the base. He growled when heard her scream. She scratched his back like a scared kitten.
"Do you like it?" Thiago Blaze asked as he thrust hard inside her.
Sunny Hirsch gasped as she wrapped her legs around his hips. He knew how to drive her crazy. He knew the exact place where he made her orgasm. A lot of them. It was as if all their instincts were all just to pleasure her. He knew every spot, every muscle of her. He knew how to get deep into that special place that made her vision go blurry. He understood the pace she needed to reach climax. He spoke the language of her body fluently.
He'd be like, "That's right. Cum for me, baby girl" his low voice cracking with the erratic movement.
Sunny put her face into his shoulder and listened to his low grunts and moans. She didn't know when he was going to come, but he was so close. She could feel his legs shaking like hers.
Sunny pulled back a little. She wanted to see his face when he reached orgasm; She wanted to see that man made of steel and merciless losing himself in waves of pleasure caused by her body. She wanted to worship him at his most vulnerable moment.
Sunny took his face between her hands.
But Thiago Blaze froze when she touched him. He immediately pulled out of her.
"I'm sorry, sir. I don't…"
"Leave."
"Sir, I don't…"
Thiago Blaze turned his back on her and went back to sitting in the tub. She couldn't see his expression in the darkness.
"You already served me today, maid. Now get out."
Sunny Hirsch waited in the darkness. Her breath made smoke in the bathroom. She was having a frustrated orgasm and her intimacy immediately missed him. But she couldn't talk back to him either.
"Yes, sir."
Thiago Blaze was left alone by the maid. She limped away and seemed to be barely able to stand.
Thiago Blaze went back into the bathtub and got some soap. He threw the condom in the trash. There were still blood remnants of her innocence in his phallus. He cleared the body of the sex smell. He always thought he was a man in absolute control of himself. He never allowed himself to be touched by any woman. Not even the most charming prostitutes in Palermo would come near him. He almost killed one that snuck into his bed triyng to seduce him. But that maid… (Thiago was cleaning the bloody penis) From the moment Thiago Blaze saw that girl, his entire body was in hell. He didn't give any towel to her only because he wanted to contemplate her as a piece of art. For the first time in his life, he didn't think. He just fucked the maid without mercy… He just… Thiago Blaze groaned. He was massaging his erection intensely until he exploded in a huge orgasm. It was stuck in him after torturing the maid for so long. Thiago Blaze observed the semen mixed with the rest of the maid's blood in the water. But he was still hard. He still hadn't had enough of that girl.
Thiago Blaze always thought that passion is for fools. And he definitely wasn't going to turn himself into a fool. Not when he had to fight for a place in the Wolf Group.
Thiago Blaze took his phone.
"It's me. I need you to fire a mai… What?!" Thiago Blaze got up. "Where are they meeting? Fine. I'm on my way."
Thiago Blaze knew he couldn't avoid his brothers anymore.
8:00 PM — Moonstone Manor, Milan
Sunny Hirsch was lying in the bathtub. Her eyes closed. She couldn't believe this man had taken her virginity so easily. And she let him do it! She even begged him to fuck her several times. She moaned madly as she was filled by him. She couldn't believe it. She couldn't believe in herself. She spent her entire high school rejecting boys, and any dating. She was just looking for the love of her life.
"I was supposed to have my first time with someone that I love," said Sunny Hirsch herself. "Why?"
Sunny Hirsch didn't love Thiago Blaze. But she did love his skin and tough touch. The way he looked at her every time she came. Strong, steady hands gripping... Sunny gasped. She looked at her hand, touching her intimacy in shock.
"Sunny?" called Pavla Brina at the door.
"Yes?"
"The Blaze brothers are in a meeting at the Wolf Group headquarters. We both need to help."
Sunny Hirsch took a deep breath. It was time to work.
8:30 PM — 10th-floor meeting room, Wolf Group
Sunny Hirsch has not told anything about what happened between her and Thiago Blaze. Pavla Brina asked several times if there was a problem but she deflected the subject with work. She murmured: Nothing happened.
Nothing.
"The first stage of grief is denial," said Marcus Blaze as he popped a piece of fish roe into his mouth. And then he looked up in surprise and said "Tu stesso… Sunny?” (Are you... Sunny?)
Sunny Hirsch looked up in alarm. She had almost forgotten that there was a rose gold plaque on her uniform with her name on it. That uniform looked like a sexy maid costume. It was too short and Sunny Hirsch decided not to ask because it looked so easy to remove. It was better not to know.
"Yes, sir?"
All the Blaze brothers were in the boardroom having dinner. Pavla Brina said they did it to discuss business between their subsidiaries.
"Do you speak Italian?" Marcus Blaze asked in English.
Marcus Blaze was the eldest son of Antonio Blaze, but just 1 month earlier. He had been raised in the United States in secret by his mistress who died suddenly. It was his arrival that caused all the chaos in Catarina. Until that moment, Marcus Blaze was being trained to take the place of Antonio Blaze. He was in his mid-40s and had a face that was virile and handsome at the same time, like Pedro Pascal or that guy who beat up people on the subway in Squid Games. By the way, Sunny Hirsch never doubted that he could beat her easily.
Marcus appeared to be the most massive of the Blaze. He was not overweight. But his body was like that hot Marvel hammer blonde. What is his real name?
"Thor" Sunny Hirsch murmured.
Marcus Blaze straightened in his chair.
"Pensi che assomigli al Thor?" (You think I look like Thor?") asked Marcus Blaze without hiding that he was flattered by her unexpected comment.
Oh, let's see. Long blonde hair, full red lips, and massive body who could break anyone in half? He looked pretty like Thor to Sunny Hirsch.
Sunny Hirsch froze with the tray of canapés in her hands.
"I don't speak Italian, sir" she answered quietly.
For some reason, that lit Marcus Blaze's gray-blue eyes. He raised an eyebrow.
"You should work overtime today," said Marcus Blaze, looking her up and down as if Sunny Hirsch was the juicy piece of meat he was. "I can tip you very well."
The others Blaze brothers widened their eyes.
Marcus Blaze was never one to be involved with maids. That blonde girl was the first maid he looked at like that.
Unaware of any of this, Sunny Hirsch sweated in her pants. She knew that she couldn't refuse, but she was still feeling hurt and traumatized by Thiago. How could she-
Well, at that moment, a black knight saved Sunny Hirsch from the dilemma. The doors to the great room opened and Thiago Blaze stormed in. "Black" because he was wearing black from head to toe. Even the mask on his face was black.
All the Blaze brothers stopped eating immediately. Nobody breathed. Nobody moved.
Until Marcus Blaze smirked and said,
"Finally, our lovely little brother is present. Now the meeting can begin."