Chapter 1

THALIA POV

All I see is darkness, but I feel his presence surrounding me. Oud and musk fills my lungs.

I'm desperate for release & wound so tight I might snap.

My heart pounds at the certainty that he's watching me. If I stay suspended like this much longer, I'll either beg him like he demanded or cry like I did earlier when he made me orgasm for the third time in twenty minutes.

Fuck. I nipples tighten same time my pussy clench remembering how he'd touched every sensitive part of me, building waves so fierce I actually cried. It took everything in me not to plead like a sinner at confession while screaming his name & whatnot.

My chest tighten

Footsteps.

One.

I thrash against my restraints, but it's useless.

Two.

The chains hold me suspended, both wrists stretched separately toward opposite corners of the window in his office. No sun save the cool breeze of autumn

Three.

Cold air kisses my exposed skin, making my already aching, bruised nipples tighten into hard points.

Tobacco. Predator. Oud. Control.

His silhouette blankets me & I know he's in front of me, overcrowding my senses.

"Open your mouth." His voice is soft velvet and sharp edges. Smooth whiskey, spoken directly into my ear.

I thrash again and his bare chest brushes the tip of my nipple.

It's barely a touch, the barest contact but it makes my pussy drip. His cum is still leaking from me anywaysm

I swallow against my dry throat, then obey. Parting my lips slowly for the words I ache to hear

"Good girl" the words drip into my ear like melted chocolate,trailing down my erect nipples like current , down to my whole nerves like soft ripples. My legs pulsate as the part of him that's a whore for him clenches like a sex starved bitch.

"Be a good whore and lick it slowly" I let out an audible gasp as he accentuate the words by pulling my nipple hard between his fingers.

"Just.the tip.of your tongue." He breathes each words out softly & I hunger for him again.

Before I can ask what, I feel his finger paint something warm and thick across my upper lip, then my lower lip. My nose is being assaulted.

My chest heaves. I try to swallow but my throat feels like sand.

SMACK.

A sharp sting blooms across my left ass cheek where his palm connected. Electricity shoots straight to my core.

"You want to be punished like a bad whore?" Punishment: No orgasm. His voice drops even lower. Deep yet soft.

Desperate for release.

I shake my head frantically, straighten my posture and begin the task.

I bring out the tip of my tongue and slowly drag it across my upper lip where he's painted me.

Ocean explodes across my taste buds. I inhale deeply, moving my strained body towards His silhouette. His cum. I want more.

I lick,spreading it across the roof of my mouth, savoring the effect I've on him.

"Just like that, pretty doll," his voice deepen alongside the slick sound of his hand working his cock.

I take my time on my lower lip, thrusting my hips forward blindly to meet him. The salty taste coats my tongue again and I go dizzy.

He tastes every bit of himself.

Rich. Flavour. Sour and intoxicating.

I bite my lower lip knowing it drives him insane. His groans increase, same with the slick fluidity of his strokes. I push my hips forward until I feel the sweaty heat of his hand and forearm.

"You're a bad girl." He sounds roughened up

"But such a good fucking whore." If I'm not blindfolded I'll be salivating over the vein that protrude from his neck when he's on edge.

"My good fucking whore" He grumbles.

I don't argue. Can't argue. I just want him inside me.

I dig my toes into the cold tile floor, bend my knees, and thrust my hips toward where I know his cock must be.

"Fuck!" he hisses as his length strains into my entrance.

"Moreeee" I coo,plead.

He removes his hand, and I feel the blunt head of his cock press against my entrance.

"Carlos!" I couldn't stop myself

"You belong to me." He responds by twisting my nipples as he pushes in slightly again. He's torturing me.

Pain and pleasure crash through me like a tornado. I lift my full body weight off the floor despite my restraints and wrap my legs around him. His hands immediately grip my ass, supporting me.

We're perfect like that.

"Fill this whore" I breathe, grinding my dripping pussy against his hard length. The chains clash and rattle above us.

"Anything for you, pretty doll."

He doesn't delay. I gasp at the perfect fullness as he pushes inside me in one brutal thrust.

"Fuck"

He takes us two steps forward and slam my back against the wall. The chains dig into my wrists, adding sharp pain to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through me.

Carlos withdraws almost completely, then pushes back in. Just slightly

"Our lust and hate comes in equal measure."

I ignore his words. Refusing to remember he's my enemy. Monster.

All I want his him to use me.

I bite down hard on his bicep and he slaps my breasts in response.

My eyes roll back beneath the veil.

Legs wobble down his waist but he grips me tighter, finding my clit with his thumb and begins circling.

"Fuck me like a beast." I stutter. Lust & want heard in each words as I feel my pleasure build.

The bastard pulls out completely. My blindfold tighten as I make a lazy attempt to glare.

"You...."

I clamp my mouth shut the moment I feel the tip of his finger press against my ass hole at the same moment he pushes back inside my pussy.

Incorrigible words tears from my throat.

More. More. I want to say but can't speak out the words through the pleasure mounting my throat.

He squeezes my breast as he works both fingers and cock in me, pushing in fully, pressing me hard against the glass window. Working both holes like I'm his personal toy.

He'll destroy my womb at this rate.

"Carllllll" His balls hit my cunt, and each thrust make my legs shake.

He doesn't fucking stop

Not when I start shaking against him

Not when I feel his cock hit that sweet spot

And not now as I squirt violently on him. Shaking and dripping while then chains holding me still rattles loudly

"My beautiful mess," he murmurs as he withdraws his finger. Letting go of my legs that don't stop shaking.

One hand squeezes my breast roughly. The other wraps around my throat as he pushes into me again. I shake and he starts truly fucking me. Brutal than former.

He's exactly as he looks. A beast.

Deep. Relentless. Perfect thrusts.

He drives into me with feral intensity. The window rattles against my back with each powerful pound.

"Oh, Thalia." I squeeze my cunt tighter, clenching around him with each movement.

"Thal.. you such a wickedfuckingbitch." SMACK. He slaps my breast hard enough to sting.

I don't let go. He doesn't stop thrusting.

"Fuuuuuckk" his scream drives me nut.

Current shoots through every nerve as my cunt pulses around his cock. He maintains his punishing rhythm.

"Yes, yes, yes!" He screams as the build becomes unbearable.

"Come for...."

I let my entire body surrender before he could finish the command. And the release crashes over me, over us in devastating waves.

"CARLOOOOOS!"

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

My alarm screams as the most intense orgasm of my life hits. My hand is already between my legs.

"Mmmmph..."

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP

Finally, I jolt up.Fingers still in cunt, I click on its stop button.

I don't need to look at the mess in my hand.

Proof I dreamt about the man I should kill.

The man I've been trained for six years to kill.

My boss. Well, so he thinks. That I'm an innocent PA.

Not knowing I'm the assasin trained to end his Mafia reign.

Hopefully.

It wasn't always like this. My mission was never this compromised or wet dream filled.

Until we stood face to face four days ago and he made me his PA