Chapter 7
Aron Curry narrating:
With the room dark, I was lying on the bed under her thin sheets in just my underwear, Laura opened the door and through the shadows I could see her propping herself up behind it. She sat quietly beside me. I forced my body towards her, my hands hugged her back and my lips touched her shoulder.
"I know I can't touch you, but let me take care of you tonight... if you don't want me to, I'll sit in the armchair, and I'll sleep in it."
I sighed insecurely, I needed to learn to love. Laura kept her silence for a few seconds.
"Turn on the lamp..." Laura whispered. "I want you to go to the armchair" her voice was commanding, and I wondered why I obeyed her so easily.
Laura stopped in front of me, looked into my eyes, and squatted down picking up the panties I had made her take off before we went to the nightclub, it intrigued me what she was going to do. I saw her tie my hands on the armchair with those thin red panties. Laura let her towel fall, and my excitement was already clear.
"You can't touch me, but you can look at me while I touch myself" Laura whispered with her hands squeezing my knee.
"I still have one hand free..."
Laura looked at me as if she had a card up her sleeve, and ripped off my underwear tying my other hand with it, while teasing me with her breasts so close to my face.
I saw her walk to the bed, looking at me in a provocative way, there was no way to contain my erection seeing her, Laura sat on the bed, and spread her legs in front of me, she wet her fingers in her mouth, and shifted her hips forward touching herself, the light of the lamp allowed me to see her bold countenance, as she moved back and forth, touching herself with her fingers and shirking her neck as she did the night I dominated her. A I looked, and my desire was to untie myself, it was so easy, to go to her, to consume the fire that burned between us, Laura moaned in an elucidated and maddening way.
"I brought my entire wardrobe" she said, turning on her vibrator and introducing it into her intimate parts with the ease of someone who was already wet enough for that.
Laura screamed as she tightened the bed sheet, it was so pleasurable to see her feeling pleasure that it was impossible for me not to moan along, even if I didn't touch myself, just looking at her. Her eyes penetrated mine, I imagined what she was thinking at that very moment as she pressed her legs against each other and squirmed in a pleasure that led her to hold the sheets so tightly. My imagination led me to picture myself on top of her, dominating her and making her scream as much as that vibrator. Her legs shook, crashing against each other in an elucidated orgasm that left me unable not to cum along as I untied myself.
Laura collapsed on the bed in laughter, and stretched out her hand pulling me close to her.
"You can't touch me, but I need you with me tonight" she whispered.
Hugging her tightly by her back, it was torturous her naked body so close to mine, I felt her sigh deeply, in relief. Smelling her scent I wondered how I was able to enjoy so intensely just by seeing her.
Laura Brando narrating:
Waking up naked on those cold sheets, I found myself alone in that huge bed, my mind reminded me of what I had done, and bringing my hands to my embarrassed eyes I smiled. I walked naked to the shower, took a shower, and felt Aron's absence beside me, putting me in doubt about my feelings. Everything has been so uncertain.
Putting on a dress that brought a romantic air, I went downstairs, being flooded in the aroma of a well-prepared coffee, I followed him, to the edge of the pool, where I saw Aron next to her with a table set, waiting for me.
"I didn't realize you were the kind of man who cooked..." I said, taking a seat across from him.
"I'm not... but there are many things I'm willing to become" Aron said with a piercing look taking my hand. "I made a mistake yesterday, but I'm willing to fix it, we're going out today..."
"And where exactly are we going?" I asked him.
" you'll see"
"Why are you always so mysterious?"
I asked him only to see him laugh as he served me.
"Do you want me to go without panties?" I teased him.
Aron stood up, came to the front of my chair and rested his hands on my knees spreading my legs, and seeing that I was wearing the same lingerie I used to tie him up.
"I want you to go with what you feel comfortable in. Surprise me"
Aron walked away leaving me with a smile on my face. He was as impulsive as Jason, but he wouldn't have been so rude the night before if he hadn't feared losing me. Edgar never feared. And that leads me to look at Aron with different eyes, he manages to make me wet, but Jason also makes me feel his absence, my eyes roam the entire territory of the house wondering where he is, even after hearing his discussion the night before.
Going up the stairs, I dressed in the clothes that most valued my curves, my breasts almost showing, and Aron was waiting for me at the door with his henchmen, staring at them, without allowing their eyes to travel my body.
I walked towards him, stopped, and went to one of his henchmen sliding my hands down his abdomen.
"You're attractive enough to be a henchman," I said as I smiled at Aron.
Aron pulled me by the arm.
"You like to tease me, don't you baby? What are you going to do with all that sass when you beg me to make you scream as much as you did last night?" Aron whispered.
"I'll never beg for anything like that, baby."
Aron Curry narrating:
Laura's eyes being reflected by the sea and complemented by her smile, brought me the feeling of having concerted everything.
Stepping onto the yacht, I held out my hands for her to step into as I supported her. We stood apart from the crowd while next to me she sang and filled champagne glasses. Laura managed to make me such a vulnerable man that next to her I forgot I was a mob boss and allowed myself to sing a song I didn't even know the words to.
"Let's stop for a moment." I said to Laura, climbing up to the outside of the yacht and lying down under the sun.
Laura emerged wearing a bikini so skimpy it sounded attractive and aroused my jealousy that someone would see her. And Laura was seen, in the distance I saw Magno approaching in his boat while staring at me.