Arianna’s POV
The moment our lips touched, my fear got morphed into something else. I kissed him back but I could taste the alcohol on his tongue.
It felt wrong… Yet so right.
He wasn’t in the right state of mind.
The more rational part of my brain took control and I pushed him away –or tried to.
“Gabriele, stop!” I said breaking the kiss.
His eyes became even darker, sending a chill down my spine.
“What makes you think I will listen to you?” He growled with a sickening smile on his lips.
His grip on my waist tightened and before I could retort he claimed my lips again. This time I didn’t kiss him back. My heart didn’t melt anymore.
Fear and panic took over.
“Gabriele,” I mumbled against his lips as I struggled to break free from his hold.
“Slow down princess… I know exactly what you want…” He said moving his lips to my neck.
Against my will, my toes tickled as he started peppering kisses along my neck. He took his time to make sure he left hickeys all over sending me on overdrive.
My brain reminded me of the situation and what would happen if I didn’t break free from it.
I tried pushing him away but my action seemed to only excite him.
I felt his hand move to my thigh and my heart stopped.
“Gabriele…” I called with a shaky voice that could have been mistaken for a moan.
“Hmmm… I know… Just relax,” He moaned as his kisses now formed a path that led straight to my chest.
The thin dress on my body didn’t stand a chance. I had to do something.
I summoned up strength from the rational parts of my body and I pushed him away.
“Gabriele stop!” I yelled, pushing my hair out of my face. “What is wrong with you?”
The push had only managed to move him a few inches away but it was enough for me to step aside and hug myself.
He was like a predator as he stood there and watched me yell at him. I should have felt calmer as he stepped aside but the thick fog of fear was still hovering above my head.
Goosebumps appeared on my skin as our eyes met and I saw his grin still present.
“Please leave!” I yelled. I wanted to be strong but fear of what he might do next was freaking me out.
Rather than head to the door, he started coming towards me, in slow calculated steps that tore my heart apart.
I didn’t know when I started moving backward. “Gabriele, you are drunk. Stay away from me!” I warned raising a finger.
He chuckled like my words were feather tickles on his chin. He didn’t stop, he kept coming.
His hands went to his shirt and he peeled of his shirt, flashing me his toned body.
“Gabriele…” I called cautiously.
This wasn’t like the time he had pretended to rape me. Back then he wasn’t under the influence of alcohol. He knew exactly what he was doing.
But the film of haze in his eyes made me realize he wasn’t in his senses. So, his words, or whatever had assured me that he wouldn’t take me by force, were no longer functioning.
“Ga– aah!” I screamed as I fell against the bed.
“Beautiful,” He whispered as his hands moved to his belt.
My heart was beating so loud at this point, I barely heard him. I crawled away from him. The plan was to get off the bed from the other side and run out before he could get me but I wasn’t fast enough.
He caught me by the ankle and let his pants drop.
“Where do you think you are going, princess?” He called as he came onto the bed.
I could already see his thick erection in his briefs and my heart almost tore open.
“Gabriele, we can talk about this… Please,” I cried as I tried to scoot away again.
But he was already on the bed, he dragged me by the ankle and brought me back to the center of the bed.
The stupid comfortable dress I had chosen was already halfway up and as his eyes fell on them, they darkened.
“This is what I need…” He mumbled as his large palm went to my thigh.
I moved but made the silly mistake of spreading my thighs to give me momentum. Gabriele took the opening as an invitation. He was on top of me in seconds.
“Why don’t we take this off?” He whispered as he tore the dress into shreds leaving me exposed in only my lingerie.
“Gabriele… No…” My resolve was weakening as my chest continued rising and falling at a pace that could shame the flash.
Again, my movements only excited him. The movement of my chest brought his attention to it and he hissed.
It was like he had just realized that my breasts were exposed.
He moved upward towards them and took one nipple between his fingers.
“Beautiful…” He slurped and before I could stop him, his lips covered them.
I wanted to scream at him to stop but my traitorous body melted like pudding as he started sucking my left nipple while his hand played with my right.
“Gabriele…” I whimpered, begging my body silently to stop enjoying this.
“Hmmm,” he murmured. His mouth didn’t leave my nipple, rather he stopped squeezing the other and moved his hand to my panties.
I squeezed my legs trying to protect myself but his hand was stronger. His fingers pulled my panties to the side and he brushed softly against my wet folds.
Tears pulled at my eyes as anger and fear swam in my head.
“Gabriele please… You promised not to force me… Please stop…” I sobbed, pushing his head away from my chest.
The more he sucked on my nipple, the more my legs trembled and the pool between my legs enlarged. With his fingers brushing against my folds, it was only a matter of time before the more rational part of my brain stopped functioning.
I shouldn’t be enjoying this. It was wrong.
“Ga– Ahnn!” I cried out as two of his fingers went into my softness.
His mouth left my nipples and he came up to my mouth. “You tell me to stop but your body has a different story… Can you feel how wet you are?”
The fingers inside of me turned over and his thumb went to my clit. I wanted to scream but I bit my lips and fought it back.
“Gabriele… Please…” I begged again.
I was angry at myself for enjoying his touches even though he was a drug and he was breaking up his promise. I should hate him and feel repulsed at what he was doing to me.
Yet my juices flowed around his fingers as he continued pumping into me.
My eyes almost rolled to the back of my head as he added a third finger to the game. There was a ringing in my ears as I realized there was no turning back now.
He was going to do it.
He pulled out his brief off his waist and his thick cock stood free. The tip glimmered under the light as it bobbed its head angrily at me.
“Are you ready for me?” He whispered with that sick grin still on his face.
The small wit of control I had left broke and all that was left in my body was fear and anxiety. First, he was going to rape me. Secondly, his member was definitely not going to fit and I was going to bleed to death.
“Gabriele please…” My tear glands completely broke and a river flooded my cheeks.
“Please don’t rape me…” I cried harder.
My body shook with the tremors as I tried one last time to scoot away from him.
“Please don’t rape me… I am sorry for everything I have said to you… I am so sorry Gabriele… Please…” I cried with my hands on my face.
I would never be able to live with the fact that someone had once raped me. It didn’t matter who it was. It matters that my stupid body was actually anticipating it.
It didn’t matter that I liked Gabriele too. It was going to happen without my consent and the idea alone scared me to pieces.
“Arianna…” He whispered and I felt his hands leave my body.
The bed dipped and I froze. What was he going to do now?
I stopped crying and prepared my mind for the worst. I was a slave here. It was only normal that this happened… My parents had already signed off my death sentence.
My poor nonna… I thought as fresh tears resumed trickling down my cheek.
They would never know what happened to me. They would–
“Arianna, I am sorry.”
Time seemed to stop as the words reached me. Did Gabriele ask me to forgive him?
I peeled my hands away from my face and saw that he was standing by the bed now with his briefs back on.
He ran his hand through his hair as he picked up his clothes and rushed to put them on one at a time.
“Excuse me,” He said and hurried out of the room without even soaring me another glance.