Chapter 8: Chapter 8
"Witches are said to be fire's best allies, so don't worry about it. Now I'm going to make some points clear to you, punctuality is what I like the most, I hate changes of plans at the last minute and I hate that they want to play "I can do everything", I have no obligation to spend time with you, no more beyond the stipulated time, if you tell me that we will meet specifically at a time and with that you arrange the place, you do not have to come looking for me and pretend to get me off campus or wherever, just because you want to. Make no mistake with me Mr. Hamann, although I have never been, sexually speaking, with a man that does not treat me a stupid girl who does not know about life, do we understand each other?” My voice as always is sweet, no matter how serious or angry I am, my tone of voice never changes. His serious gesture and the veins that are swelling in his neck indicate that he is holding back, his gaze wanders over my body and only that gesture on his part turns me on, the heat invades me and my body remembers each and every one of his contacts.
"You don't seem to know who you are talking to,” he looked into my eyes, "I've seen that you has a knack for learning and turning things around and that strikes me as impressive, but no one in their right mind does what you do." His tongue runs slowly over his lips, he swallowed. "Just as you have abilities, I also have them." His knee collides with mine, sending currents through my body, my hair standing on end immediately. "Yesterday you left me wanting more." He spreads my legs with his, exposing everything. "I love that you're in a dress," he whispers, my heart racing rapidly, his look of desire is as if he could caress me in unimaginable ways.
"Do you like what you see, Mr. Hamann?" He gulps with difficulty, looks away from between my legs and looks into my eyes, this man is dominated by sex and he must learn that he can lose at his own game. I spread my legs more, "wouldn't you like a better view?" His gaze slowly goes down to where opened legs, his chest rises and falls and the heat of our bodies increases, deciding to taunt him more, I put my hands under my skirt and take off my pink thong. "It's a shame that you can only look and not touch," I say in a suggestive voice, his body tense, I can sense it even when he is wearing a jacket.
"You don't know what you're doing," he whispers hoarsely, leans forward and almost glued to my lips, he releases his delicious breath, my sex contracts violently, he moves away from me and this time brings his mouth to my ear. "The human mind is so powerful that it does really incredible things, I may not be able to touch you but I can tell you step by step what I would like to do to you right now." My body reacts immediately, my breathing becomes ragged and the heat intensifies. “The first thing I would do is undress you slowly and in the process awaken your desire with the contact of my fingers sliding subtly through your soft and delicate skin, my eyes contemplating how your body is gradually being discovered and feeling that pleasure to see you completely naked, my lips on yours claiming them desperately, my hands running through your body, knowing it and getting used to my contact, the heat of my body invading yours while your sex is moistening as it is getting wet right now.”
He runs his tongue around my earlobe, I vibrate when I feel that, “looking into your eyes while the sensation of excitement is overwhelming us both, just to see how eager you are for me, my tongue tasting your sweet taste until I reach the source of it, kiss you, savor you and enjoy your elixir, the one that you will offer me in exchange for the pleasure I give you, to feel your body twist under my hot mouth, to witness how the heat and pressure invade your body until it reach your sex and with it you move in search of more with desperation because you are nowhere from reaching heaven and you only have to demand that I devour your pussy with more devotion and when I finally have you going crazy, give you accurate licks in the center of your pleasure until I hear that scream that indicates your orgasm.”
He departs from me leaving me totally agitated and excited, I don't understand why just hearing those things said to me, my mind insists on recreating them. "Isn't the brain the most incredible part of our body?" He smile and the hardness that rises under his dress pants make me gasp in despair. Spreading my legs boldly I take my hand to my wet sex, I experienced an orgasm and I did not realize it, I began to rub my sex, hearing his growl gives me more pleasure.
"Aaahhh," I gasp for the exquisite sensation of pleasuring myself alone.
"Stop," he asks me hoarsely, “what nonsense!” He demands, but his voice only adds to my arousal. “Fuck Marilí,” he takes my hand away, agitated, sweaty and very excited, I looked into his eyes. “I do not want you to do it,” he frowns. "How can you masturbate?"
I look at him ecstatically, “I'm human and I feel, maybe I have not given myself to my boyfriend, but I know how to give myself pleasure without having to put something inside me, or be fucked.”
He guides the hand with which I was masturbating and brings it to his mouth, that gesture is tremendously erotic and lust grows in me, “you are exceptional, Marilí and tremendously delicious, watching you masturbate is an incredible morbidity, but your punishment will be this, you will not be able to reach your orgasm, not in my presence, you will have to learn to do my will and follow orders.” I smile sideways and without expecting anything, I pull his coat to kiss him, this man brings out my depraved and red-hot side. I sit astride him, his hardness brushes against my naked and wet sex, his kiss only takes me to a point where I think I'm going to melt from the intense heat, my sex asks for it again and again, to the point that I wish to introduce him to me, still with clothes.
"You are very weak, Mr. Hamann." I say separating myself from him. "Now you'll be just as frustrated as me." Using my self-control, I move away from him so I can put my panties on. Sex always dominates him and it won't let him see any further, I smile, I've used it all this time to put him right where he is. My smile tilts.
"You've left me like this twice," he growls and snatches my little thong from me. "This will be mine."
"You will be a scoundrel," I look at him in disbelief, “what can you do with those panties?"
He takes it out again and smells it as if demonstrating what he would do, “a good masturbation would not be bad.” His mouth reaches my knees because of his impudence. What am I astonished at, if I have been just as impudent? I call myself stupid over and over again. When I am with this man my sexual side awakens in a hungry way. "Okay, we're almost close, so I'm not worried." I cross my legs, “once again I have reminded you that not only you know how to play" I smile at him like the first successful time and he looks at me seriously.
***
The tests were done and the nervousness about my private part being seen is gone, it was not so bad. "I'll send you the test results, we'll see you on the agreed day, okay?"
I nod before getting out of the car, “thank you for bringing me here, Mr. Hamann,” I smile at him, I am nowhere to come down and he pulls me, without warning he kisses me, devours my lips with his.
"It was my pleasure, Miss Cook, and I would advise you to leave your boyfriend."
Hearing that makes me frown, “you can get between my legs, but don't get into my personal life, I'm not going to let you."
His gesture doesn't change, “it's the best, he doesn't deserve what you'll do to him.”
Perplexed by what he says, I decide to get out of the car, he's an animal, now he wants to make me feel guilty. "You don't know my reasons, don't question it." That said, I close the door to go into the hospital. When I go up to the floor where they have Mom, I hear the doctors laughing in the hall, I pass them by and when I enter Mom's room she is laughing. "Buona notte mamma," I greet her with a kiss.
"Good evening, my daughter,” this mood of hers is much better than days ago, “how did you do today?" She is interested.
"It was a hard day,” I say thinking about how exhausting and exciting it is to spend time with Mr. Hamann.
“Figlia,” I smile when I hear that, I love that mommy calls me daughter in Italian, “can I ask you something?”
"Of course Mom, what happens?"
My mother sits next to me on the couch, “these last few days I have noticed you are quite strange. Have you argued with Ian?" She smiled fondly.
"No, mom, calm down, you shouldn't worry, everything is fine, it's just that you're here and I miss being together at home watching movies, the two of us hugging," my expression saddens.
“You may miss me, but your behavior is not because of that, trust me, tell me what happens, did your boss go overboard with you to give you the money?”
I seriously shook my head this time, “Mom, everything is fine, I told you that I don't have anything, it's just that I miss you, it's not easy for me to have you here.” The bad mood is invading me, I hate to lie to her but this time it is necessary to do it.
"Okay ... don't get that genius out for me either,” she turns away from me and goes to her bed.
"Who did I open it from?" I asked mockingly, "I'm starving, I won't be long. Want something?” My mother shakes her head. I leave the room and head to the cafeteria.
‘Shall we have fun after school tomorrow?
PS: Ian will be there.’
I am writing to my friend, her reply is not long in coming.
‘Of course it does flow, for you I will put up with your idiot boyfriend. How did it go with the handsome man who's going to fuck you?’
I smile when I read her message. ‘Shit, he's a bore. Can you believe he asked me to break up with my boyfriend?’
The message takes a few minutes. ‘Well, you should pay attention to him, I think the same as him.’
I frowned when I read that. ‘Well, I'm not going to leave him, I want him and that is not going to change.’
Minutes go by and she doesn't respond, she must have been upset but I don't care. When I finished what I was eating, I go to the elevator, my cell phone rings and without looking at who it is, I pick it up, I know it is her. "Are you calling me to ask for forgiveness or to tell me your sorrows?" I asked mockingly.
"Neither of it," Hearing that voice makes me stunned. "Are you still with your mother?" He asks like he's my boyfriend.
"Yes, I am with her. Why did you call?” I asked bluntly.
“A question that goes around my head won't let me be,” his thick but calm voice lets me know that he's in a quiet place, perhaps in his bed. God his bed!
"Well, come on, shoot, and we'll see if I can help you." There is a somewhat awkward silence.
"What has been your worst sin?"
His question took me by surprise, “why that question?” I asked back.
“Only Marilí answers, what has been your worst sin?”
I sigh and think about it, I have never done anything wrong. "My first sin? You have been the first and the worst that I have been able to commit,” to be honest, he makes me sin with that infernal desire that make me want to be fucked by him when he is near me, the silence is not filled and when I check my mobile he has ended the call. Surprised by that question and the cut he made without saying goodbye, I go upstairs to my Mom and stop thinking about everything.