Isabella turned to face Matteo, her pussy spasming at the tone of his voice. “Yes”, she responded, and he went on.
“When you went for the interview yesterday…, “he said, as Isabella listened intently. “Did Leonardo do anything crazy, like I did to you back there at the office?” he questioned, and she blushed slightly before he could finish, remembering what occurred between them at the office. “I mean, did he touch you sexually?” His question infused her clit with a pulsating tautness.
Isabella paused for a while, perplexed as to why he cared. “Nothing. Absolutely not “, she lied, and Matteo let out a sigh of relief in response to her answer.
Leonardo hasn’t touched her, at least not yet. Or is it possible that he still has feelings for Isabella? ‘No, he doesn’t, he doesn’t. He hates her,’ he convinced himself, keeping his eyes on the road. He slowed down the speed of the car as they approached her bus stop. “Have you ever had sex with a man?” Matteo questioned. He knew he shouldn’t ask about her personal life, but he was just curious.
Isabella’s heart skipped a beat as she was taken aback by his question. She inspected his facial expression and assumed he was being serious.
Matteo remained silent, as he was waiting for her to respond while driving the car.
“I’m sorry, sir, but what exactly do you mean?” Isabella inquired again, uncertain whether she had heard him correctly.
“Are you a virgin?” Matteo asked, and Isabella swallowed hard as she felt her pussy dripping fluid from her core and oozing down to moisten her panty. She was fortunate that he couldn’t smell her arousal. She was obviously heated and pondered how his voice could turn her on despite the fact that he was crossing her boundary by asking her that question.
Isabella had no idea how to respond. This was the last thing she anticipated from a man who doesn’t have any future plans with her and who is clearly not her boyfriend to ask her. She didn’t know how to respond to his question. She wasn’t sure whether she could consider herself a virgin when a man had never fucked her. She had lost her virginity when she was 15 years due to the impact of porn. Back then, she had watched a pornographic film of a lady sticking a banana into her pussy and using it to fuck herself, and she imitated the action on herself. She was oblivious to the implications of losing her virginity in the process. She experienced a bit of pain and some small bleeding from the invasion, but she had no clue why. She felt the banana had hurt her, but she was losing her virginity to a fruit. She regretted her actions, but at least she hadn’t slept with a man yet. Perhaps this is what still qualifies her as a virgin. She was never going to lie to anyone about it; instead, she would keep it to herself as her own secret and she was never going to lie to Matteo or tell him the truth about her sexual orientation.
Her heart hurt by just thinking about it since she doesn’t know whether she’ll ever love another man besides Isaiah, who completely understands her. She’d be able to tell him the truth whenever he shows up.
“Sir, please, can you just stop the car”, Isabella pleaded, diverting the topic.
“Why?” Matteo asked as he switched his focus to her. For no reason, he felt as if she was trying to hide something from him: “Are you scared that I might fuck you?” He was straightforward and accurate at the same time.
She chuckled nervously, discreetly reaching for the door handle to probably twist it open and jump off the car if he attempted to go wild at her. “No, why should I?” Isabella stuttered in response, her tone of voice indicating her nervousness. She just wanted to get away from his invasive inquiry. She didn’t want to lie, but she also didn’t want to tell him the truth. He won’t believe her if she has to convince him she isn’t a virgin and hasn’t fucked a man before.
“All right then,” Matteo said as he came to a halt.
Isabella was startled. She expected him to disregard her instructions and do anything he pleased-maybe take her somewhere far away and take advantage of her.
“I really want to know you,” Matteo remarked, his gaze fixed on her, and Isabella could feel her panty soaking wet.
Isabella was unable to keep her eyes fixed on him, so she averted her gaze. She twisted the door handle and opened the door. She stepped down from the car, “Thanks for the ride” she said and shut the door behind her.
“Shit!” Matteo groaned, punching his fist on the steering wheel to vent his rage. He knew he had completely screwed things up. He buried his face in the wheel for a while, questioning himself. ‘Why the fuck would you ask a lady that question, huh?’ he scowled before raising his head to watch her return through the window. He was relieved that she appeared to have changed her mind.
Isabella opened the door of his car and began taking off his suit. She slipped his suit off her shoulder and flung the suit into the passenger’s seat. “Thanks for the jacket”, she slammed the door shut and left immediately into the dark hallway.
Matteo grabbed the suit from the chair and sniffed it. He could still savor her sultry scent through his suit. He dropped the suit on the chair as his mind drifted back to what had just occurred and how she had responded to his query. ‘What is wrong with her?’ He thought. He turned on the car’s engine and zoomed off.
Isabella dashed into a dark corner and hid there until he left. She doesn’t want him to follow her home and discover where she lives. She waited till Matteo’s car had drifted away from the road before she emerged from her hiding spot and began strolling home. The route to back home was far, and she would have called Bianca to come pick her up, but it was late. She’d be asleep by now.
Be warned: The next chapter may contain extremely dark scene. I will also make sure to include a warning at the start of each chapter as a reminder.