jilt [ jilt]
v. to cast off or reject (someone, such as a lover) capriciously or unfeelingly
I had gotten ready with a tight black plaid skirt with a white long-sleeve. I then paired it with some white flats.
The second I walked out of the door, Vincenzo was there. He was on his phone, waiting right by his door. When he saw me, he looked over my outfit. "You should change."
"What? Why?" I asked before looking down. Was my outfit choice that unappealing?
"Your skirt is too tight. It shows off your a*s, no?" He stated. Rolling my eyes, I walked towards the staircase. The sound of him following me, but not doing so much as muttering another word drew a smile onto my face. I won.
As I walked down the stairs, my eyes landed on the couple. They were walking with held hands down the hallway. I noticed how they both had smiles on their face as if they were the most happiest people in the world.
I didn't even notice that I stopped until Vincenzo wrapped his arm around my waist. Just as I was about to protest, he moved my hair away from my ear to whisper, "go with it, please."
We continued to walk down the stairs. Our walking seemed to gain the attention of my mother and Angelo. They looked up at us and it seemed their smile got even bigger.
"Vincenzo," Angelo muttered to his son.
I looked up at Vincenzo to see him not saying a single thing to his father. The look on his face would make you think that they were nothing, but strangers. There was clear hate evident as he looked down at Angelo.
"Angelo," Vincenzo returned the greeting. I looked at my mother to see if she would say anything, but she didn't say a single thing to me. Her eyes remained on either her husband, or her stepson.
"We've got to go, Ella. Otherwise, we're going to be late," Vincenzo looked down to tell me. I nodded my head the second he let go to hold the door open for me. I didn't even realize he called me by a nickname. No one has ever called me anything outside my full first name. It was different to hear, but a good different.
When I walked out, the sight of his very nice car came into view. I hurried and walked over to the passengers side. Just as I was about to beat him to opening my door, he pushed it closed, trapping my body and his car. I could feel him pressed against my back side, and the heat immediately creep up my entire body.
"I open the door," he told me.
His hand held my waist before it slowly trailed down to my butt. I felt him squeeze it before leaning in closer to whisper into my ear. "Isn't that right?"
Nodding my head, he got off of me before opening up the door. I looked at him to see him wink before I slid into his vehicle. He walked over to the other side before getting in. "I apologize. I had forgotten how easily wet you get."
I covered my face with my hands as he chuckled to himself. This has been the most embarrassing day of my entire life.
"Where are we going?" I ask. The only reason why I asked was to change the subject. Memories from previous events only made my cheeks grow hot. He seemed to notice every single time.
"We're going somewhere," he tells me before turning to look at me then back at the road. I didn't even notice we were driving until now. Looking over at him, I quirked up an eyebrow.
"Somewhere like where?" I pressed. He looked at me again with a stern look.
"What did I say?" He asked. Turning back to the road, I looked away from him. There was no point in pressuring him for answers. If he doesn't want to answer something, he won't. It's something I have learned about him in this short amount of time.
"Somewhere," I muttered. There was literally no music playing. All I could focus on was the scenery outside. My mind went into a deep thought at the previous events.
Just go with it, please.
There was obviously something going on, that much was well known. I just had to figure out what? No matter how many times I rack my brain for what's happening here, nothing comes up. None of this was normal, but I won't stop until I figure out what exactly all of this is.
"You're thinking too hard," I heard him mutter. My eyes moved over to him. If only he was in my shoes and had to piece together what no one dared to speak of, I'm sure he'd think 'too hard', too.
"Sorry, I guess," I said. His eyes caught mine as he stopped for a red light.
Very quickly he grabbed my chin, pulling me in closer before he leaned in to my ear. "Why don't you tell me all about that dream you had, no?" He asked before tugging at my ear with his teeth. His eyes were covered in lust as he leaned back against his seat, away from me.
Crossing my legs, I turned away from him. "No."
He chuckled. Then, he did the one thing I hadn't expected from him. His hand slid over to my thigh where he rested it for a few seconds. In no time, he slid his hand more up. I clenched my legs tighter together, but all he did was pry them apart-similar to my dream.
When I saw his hand disappear into my skirt, I wanted to scream. His hand touched my panties, and a smirk made its way on his face. "Tell me, or I'm just going to do my best interpretation of what I think happened."
"Why do you want to know?" I asked just as he began to slide his finger up and down against me. The friction was exactly what I needed. Biting down on my lip, I looked out the window trying my best to not seem phased by what he was doing to me.
"Because I want to f*ck you," he answered honestly. It had to be the most hottest thing I've ever heard. Then, he continued, "and since I can't right now, I want to hear what it would be like, Ella."
If he could hear how fast my heartbeat escalated, he'd be laughing right now. "I-I," I began to speak, but couldn't even form a coherent sentence.
"Just tell me," he states never stopping the stroking he did along my clit through my panties. I knew that he knew I was very wet. If this is how things are going to be around him, I might as well start wearing panty liners.
"You kissed me, and then you put me onto my bed. You started to finger me, and after that, you kissed all the way down my body to my area. When you got there, you started t-" just as I was about to finish he looked over at me with a smirk.
"I started to eat you like I haven't eaten in days," he finished. Licking his lips, the light switched to green. Way too fast, he made a complete U-turn and turned into an abandoned parking lot.
Before I even had time to think, he grabbed me by my waist and dragged me right on top of his lap. "Kiss me," he ordered. My eyes looked down at lips, contemplating if this was wise, or not.
Slowly, I began to lean in. When my lips finally touched his, he began to kiss me back. My dream was very correct about him being an phenomenal kisser. Arching my back, I could feel just how hard he was against me. A moan climbed out of me as he grabbed my hips, grinding me against him.
I broke the kiss, tilting my head back in ecstasy. His mouth immediately came down to my neck where he lightly bit down onto my skin. His mouth was attacking my neck as one of his hands moved to my a*s. I felt him lift my skirt up so his hand could make bare contact with my bottom.
"F*ck, baby," he groaned out.
Remembering how bad he's been teasing me, I crept my hand inside of his pants, just outside his boxers. He leaned back in his seat with closed eyes, finally breaking away from the assault he was doing to my neck.
I began to stroke him. The sounds of his breathing getting heavier was a huge turn-on. My lips found his where he kissed me back. He bit down on my lip, asking for entrance. When I denied him entrance, he smacked my butt leaving a loud sound to echo through the car. Parting my lips slightly, he licked my tongue with a smirk on his face.
My hand moved lower to cup his balls. He let out a soft groan before I continued to stroke him.
"Don't stop," he ordered me. It was my turn to smirk as I started going faster, feeling his hips start to move against my hand. He grabbed me by my hair harshly, and tugged me back to his lips.
"I thought we had somewhere to be," I breathlessly spoke after breaking the kiss. When I began to retreat my hand from his pants, he grabbed ahold of my arm tightly.
"This isn't over, Orabella," he spoke before letting me take my hand from his shaft. He was still rock hard as he started up the car. Smirking to myself, I looked out the window feeling proud of myself.
"You're next."
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