Shit. I'm so fucking turned on right now, and he's going fuck me all of tonight as part of my punishment. I just know it. He's going to tease me until the end of time.

"That's what I want Rome." I say, breathlessly.

"Tell me what you want." He rasps out.

"You." I say in a needy tone.

With that being said, he throws me over his shoulder and his thumb strokes my thigh as he leaves 3 kisses on the side of my thigh, to reassure me that he's got me. This gives me deja vu from the time he came to the French base to take me home. With his other hand, he pulls out his phone and calls one of his men, I assume "Trova l'uomo di nome Tony e uccidilo dietro la schiena e bruciagli il corpo. Capisci? [Find the man named tony and kill him around the back and burn his body. Understand?]"

He puts his phone away and I hear him open a car door. He probably got one of his men to drive the SUV's here. He quickly placed me onto the passenger seat and leaves 3 chaste kisses on the corner of my lips. I smile at this and he gives me a small smile back before slamming the door and swiftly making his way to the drivers seat.

All throughout the drive, Rome kept his hands to himself, he didn't even do so much as glance at me. He kept both of his hands firmly on the steering wheel, which made the veins in his arms more prominent, which is so fucking hot. His fists keep clenching and unclenching on the wheel when we stop at traffic lights and the tension is so thick that you could cut it with a knife.

"Dove sono andati i nostri amici? [Where did our friends go?]" I ask in Italian, cutting the silence. My voice feels like it's scratching sandpaper, because of the heavy desire I'm feeling as a result of his previous promise and his stature right now.

"Nous avons la maison pour nous. [We have the house to ourself.]" he replies in French. His voice is gravelly, as if he hasn't spoken in years, as it's heavy with desire, as is mine.

It's funny how we switched our languages for each other.

He continues speeding down the road until we get back home. When we get back home, he gets out of the car, and locks it. Did he forget about me or something? I soon find out why he locked the doors, when my door is opened and my seatbelt is unbuckled for me. "Promenade [Walk]" He growls out at me in French.

I slip out of the car without another word. I walk in front of him but allow him to open the door for me, since I don't have the keys. His bicep slightly brushed past my arm, sending a zing of electricity through my body.

He hovers his palm over the small of my back, successfully sending a slight shiver through my body.

As soon we get inside, he pushes my through a choke into the wall, smashing his lips on mine, his tongue instantly dipping between my lips. Successfully extracting a lustful moan from me. Upon hearing my moan, Romeo pulls away, our heavy breathing mixing together.

All of a sudden, he chokes me again and says "Enlevez votre culotte et dirigez-vous vers le canapé. Si vous prenez trop de temps, vous obtiendrez un supplément. [Take your panties off and make your way to the couch. If you take too long, you'll get extra.]" I'm French, making me worry my bottom lip between my teeth, to hold back from letting out a moan. I nod my head, which apparently doesn't seem like the right answer, because he tighten his hold on my neck, choking me harder and turning me on even more. "Paroles, ma beauté. [Words, my beauty.]"

Dieu [God], when he speaks in French, it makes him 10x hotter. "Oui Rome." I whisper out.

He grabs both of my wrists and holds them together over my head, against the wall. "From now on, I'm known as 'sir' to you." He says in a strained tone, moving his face closer to me.

"Yes sir." I moan out.

He lets go of me and makes his way to what I assume is the living room. I quickly snap out of my lust filled trance and take my bikini bottoms off, following the same path that Romeo took, hoping it leads me to the living room. I haven't looked around properly yet so I don't really know where anything is, but I remember the way Romeo went. So hopefully, that's the right way.

When I enter the room, I see Romeo sitting on the middle of the large, L-shaped couch, with a glass of whiskey in his hand.

He's fucking hot right now.

When he sees me at the archway of the living room, he beckons me forward. When I make my way to him, I stand in front of him, and he doesn't look at me, but he stands up and places his cup on the bar's side table, and makes his way back in front of me, sitting on the couch.

When he finally sits down, man-spreading, he looks up at me "Mets-toi au-dessus de mon genou [get over my knee]." He orders harshly.

I step forward and say "Yes sir." Doing as he says.

When I am situated over his knee, he slowly reaches up and rolls his sleeves up of his loose button-up. When he's finished that, he moves my loose cover-up towards my waist and allows it to rest there, as his hand makes its way onto my right ass cheek, slowly kneading it. He breaks the tense silence by roughly saying "Compte combien je te donne [count how many I give you]."

With that being said, he delivers a harsh spank to my ass. And I half-moan and half-scream out "One, sir."

He delivers another spank and I, yet again half-moan and half-scream "Two, sir."

This continues until he gets to 15 and I'm a moaning, screaming mess. My ass burns, but it feels good now that Romeo is kneading it slightly. I'm surprised that I liked that, considering I never thought I'd like it.

"Get up and lie down on the couch." He orders.

"Yes sir." I say obediently, shuffling off of his knee and lying on the couch for him, spreading my legs so he can see my pussy.

He sits in his place and looks at my body like it's his last dying meal. The look of pure hunger in his eyes is hot.

He then comes forward, lifts my legs and begins kissing them. He leaves a kiss along each ankle, then 3 along each calf and 3 along each thigh. When he'd kiss my thigh, he'd tease me by licking, nipping and slightly sucking on them too.

Eventually, he gets to the place I want him the most right now and decides to tease me. He kisses all around my vagina, occasionally grazing his teeth against me, making me let out various moans.

At this point I'm squirming and trying to move in a way that will create some sort of friction between his beautiful mouth and my pussy. When he realises this, he brings his left arm to rest on my abdomen, keeping me still, and sort of gives me what I want. He grazes his teeth against my clit slightly, making me let out a stuttered moan.

All of a sudden, two of his thick, long fingers are pumped into my hole. I let out a slight scream at the intrusion, as he continues to pump his finger in and out of me very quickly. His thumb finds my clit and begins rubbing it in circles, as he kisses his way up to my tits. He uses his talented mouth to suck and graze his teeth on my tits, making me impossibly wetter. When he's done with one boob, he moves onto the other, giving them each the same attention.

He moves back down to my cunt, and with one graze of his teeth on my clit, I find myself unravelling. Or should I say, squirting. I didn't even know he could make me do that. He pulls away with a smirk on his face as his fingers are still pumping in and out of me. What is he doing, I just- "Good girl. Now hold the next one until I say you can cum." He says in a gravelly voice.

I worry my lip between my teeth and nod, which earns me a smack on the clit. Shit! He told me to hold it. "Words, mia belleza."

"Yes sir." I moan out as his fingers repeatedly hit my g-spot.

He guides my thighs onto his shoulders as he goes down on me, sucking my swollen bud and slightly nipping at it, successfully turning me on more. "Mmm. That feels so good Ro- sir." I moan out as I take a hold of his hair, tugging on it quite hard.

"Harder." He groans out against my needy clit, when he sees my look of confusion he elaborates "Pull harder."

"Yes sir." I moan out as his mouth comes in contact with my clit again.

I pull on his hair harder which makes him remove his fingers. The loss of contact makes me whimper, but when he begins to eat me out, inserting his long tongue into my wet, needy hole mercilessly, I let out a strangled moan at the feeling of it. I clench my walls around his tongue so he knows that I'm close and as a result of this, he brings his hand, which was previously holding my thigh securely on his shoulder, and presses on my very swollen nub whilst ordering "Cum for me, mia belleza."

With that being said, I let go. My vision go blurry and black spots come into view, but I can hear the wet noises of Romeo eating me out as I unfold. He swallows every last drop of my cum, as I relax into the couch, thinking it was over.

I thought wrong.

He leaves 3 kisses on my clit and murmurs "beautiful" as his kisses his way up my body.

I didn't even realise that my other clothes had even been discarded. How horny am I?

Romeo grabs my throat, choking me as he pulls me closer to him. He smashed our lips together as they move in a horny frenzy. His tongue pushes past my quivering lips - as I'm trying to recover from the over stimulation - and our tongues mingle together, making me taste myself on his long tongue.

I moan as the taste of myself, as he slightly pushes his hips onto mine. The feeling of his clothed hard on, brushing my already swollen, over-stimulated clit, accidentally sends me over the edge yet again. I didn't realise how sensitive I am right now.

Romeo pulls away from me, as our breaths mingle together "Did I tell you, you could cum?" He grits out.

"No sir." I whisper, as my eyes flutter closed. His weight on me feels so good.

"Then you're going to get 3 more orgasms for not listening to me." He says against my lips as he sends a slap to the side of my thigh.

Normally, that would be the dream. But considering the fact that I'm already over-stimulated and already on the verge of cumming again, this isn't the best idea.

"I'm sorry sir." I whisper out as I make eye contact with him.

He looks between my eyes as his hard, dominant demeanour softens for a moment, before going back to his dominant state.

"Hands and knees. Now." He tells me.

I quickly shuffle onto my elbows and knees, to give him better access to my ass. I can feel him licking my clit from behind which makes me clench my eyes shut, in hopes of trying to hold back my 4th orgasm.

Romeo spanks my ass and grabs a handful of it, making me moan. "Do you want this mia belleza? Are you okay to go further?" He asks gently, contradicting his previous, harsh actions.

"Yes sir." I purr seductively, as I look at him over my shoulder.

I'll admit, I am quite scared, considering this is my first consensual time that I'm going to have sex. But over the last few days, I've learnt that I can trust Romeo. He'd never hurt me intentionally.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts when all of a sudden, he impales me with his thick, hard cock. "Mine." He growls out.

I let out a sound that's a half-scream and half-moan. "Oh my! That feels so good sir!"

"Your beautiful body is mine. Mine to worship. Mine to obsess over. Mine to think about. Mine to touch. Nobody else's. Do you understand?" He grunts out as he continues thrusting in and out of me, whilst he occasionally spanks my ass and kneading it, to make it less sore. After a minute or two, I feel the need to cum again, so I clench around Romeo. As a result of this, he wraps my hair around his hand and pulls me up so that my back is in contact with his chest.

"Yes sir!" I moan out loudly. The new angle gives me more pleasure and I reach around me and thrust my hand into his hair, slightly pulling. He groans at this, since I'm simultaneously clenching around his thick, warm, hard, cock.

"Cum for me mia belleza." He whispers against the shell of my ear sending shivers down my spine, as he leaves 3 chaste kisses just under my ear.

Upon hearing his order, I let go and cum. I didn't know a person could cum this much in one night. At this point my legs are shaking, and any more movement from Romeo will make me cum in an instant.

Romeo moves his free hand to my clit rubbing it in fast circles and begins thrusting into me at a faster pace. I'm a moaning mess but Romeo seems to enjoy it, since I can hear him groaning and grunting, especially when he hears my whimpers as he's hitting my g-spot.

"God, sir! I need to cum again." I whisper in his ear since I've turned my face slightly towards him. I leave 3 soft, tired kisses on his cheek, which makes him inflate further inside me. I didn't think he could get any bigger.

"Cum." He says, as if he's holding back from doing the same thing.

I release my juices on his cock yet again, making it extremely easy for him to rock back and forth, inside me, as it's serving as a lubricant.

I'm too tired to let out any more noise, but everything he's doing feels so good. As well as the noises of his pelvis slapping my ass from behind.

"Cum for me one more time mia belleza," he whispers gently in my ear. His soft side contrasting with his dominant one, turns me on so fucking much.

He changed our position now, so that we're face to face, with my back, lying on the couch. I snake my hand downwards and place it on my lower stomach because there is a slight lump there, every time he thrusts into me. "You make me feel so full sir." I whisper against his lips.

He suddenly chokes me and harshly pushed his lips onto mine. He makes out with me whilst he thrust into me, hard and fast. His other hand is - yet again - preoccupied with my clit, except this time he's flicking and pinching my clit. At the action, I detach my lips from his and let out a very loud moan. "Be a good girl for me, and cum on my cock mia belleza." He growls out, into my ear.

With those words, for the second time today, I squirt and squeeze his dick so hard that he lets out a torturous groan. He continues riding out my high for me and when I finish, he quickly pulls out. My tired form sees this and quickly reaches up to stroke his long, veiny erection. I don't have much energy to give him a blowjob, but I do have enough energy to make him cum on my stomach. "Cum for me, sir." I purr seductively.

That seems to do it for him because he explodes in my hand and onto my stomach as he lets out a loud relieved groan. I continue stroking him as he continues thrusting his hips into my hand until he's released every drop of his cum.

When he's finished he falls on top of me, and wraps his arms around me. He looks up at me and lightly strokes my sweaty hair out of my face and leaves 3 soft kisses on my temple "How are you feeling, mia belleza?" He whispers endearingly.

I'm too tired to talk so I mustered up a small smile. All of a sudden, he gets up and leaves the living room.

Why did he leave me?

My question is soon answered, when Romeo enters the living room again - looking beautifully sexy, might I add - with a damp towel in his hand. He comes back and sits by my legs, lifting them so that when he sits down, they'll rest on top of his legs.

He begins softly wiping my stomach, hands and thighs being very sweet. I smile at his kindness because he's melting my heart right now, especially since he's concentrating on trying to not hurt me.

When he begins cleaning my vagina, he softly brushed the towel against me, trying not to hurt me because he knows that I'm extremely sensitive right now. When I wince at the contact he quickly stops and apologises "I'm sorry mia belleza. I'm trying not to hurt you, but I need to clean you up. It's bad for you."

I nod my head and grab ahold of his free hand, intwining our fingers together. He lightly lifts our joined hands, as he continues cleaning me up and presses 3 gentle kisses on the back of my hand.

When he's done with that, he stands up and picks me up, bridal style and walks us to the stairs. I wrap my arms around his neck and rest my head on his shoulder. When we get to the stairs, I see a hint of red. So I lift my head off of his shoulder and look at the sight in front of me.

I'm in complete shock. There's red roses all along the sides of the stairs, leading to our bathroom. I look at Romeo in awe "You did this for me?" I ask, extremely grateful for him.

He nods, with a small smile on his face. "If I recall correctly, you said 'Give me a kiss and some flowers' and then I'll be forgiven. I gave you your kiss, so here are your flowers." He whispers in my ear as he rests his forehead on my temple.

"Thank you." I whisper back to him, gratefully.

He shakes his head and kisses the corner of my lips 3 times saying "Anything for you, mia belleza."

He continues walking up the stairs and goes into our bathroom, which is covered in rose petals and candles, whilst the tub is being filled up.

At this point, a huge, genuine smile lights up my face. I'm so happy right now, and it's all thanks to Romeo.

He places me gently inside the tub as I wince - because of his spanks he gave me - and turns the tap off. The bath helps me relax and helps the sore feeling I have, pretty much everywhere.

Just as I'm about to close my eyes and rest, I hear the bathroom door opening. My eyes snap to the door and I see Romeo trying to leave. "Where are you going?" I ask softly.

He turns around and says "Oh. Well, I didn't know if you'd want me here or not. So I'd rather be safe than sorry, just in case you didn't feel comfortable."

It's official, I'm falling for him. I might have even already fallen in love with him.

I scoot forward and make some space behind me "Come here baby." I whisper tiredly.

He hesitates for a second, before a beautiful smile takes over his face. He walks back over to me and sinks into the tub, situating himself behind me. He wraps his arms around my waist and I relax back into him. He delivers 3 soft kisses to my shoulder as he rubs my body up and down, warming me up.

"I didn't go too hard on you, did I?" He whispers in my ear.

"Just a bit, but I surprisingly liked it." I reassure him.

"That was your first time, right?" His asks, curiously.

"Consensually, yes, you were my first." I honestly tell him.

"Consensually?" He asks, confused.

"When I was 17, my father invited some of his mafia friends over, to talk business and all. Anyways, long sorry short, one of them slipped something into my drink, my father allowed it, and one of them raped me. I didn't realise at the time, because I was passed out, but my father made me watch the video he took of it. I couldn't see the persons face, so I still don't know which one of them it was, to this day." I say quickly, trying to just brush the whole thing over.

I'm not too emotional when it comes to talking about that instance, because I wasn't awake when it happened. But what I do get upset about, is the fact that my father allowed it, recorded it and made me watch it back the day after.