A T H E N A

"Yo no quiero un niño que no sepa nada, yo prefiero un tipo, traje de la talla"

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The sunlight shines through the window and sleepily, I open my eyes and blink a couple of times. A little yawn leaves my mouth, and it's when I want to get up I notice the strong arms wrapped around my waist. Shocked, I turn around, and meet the dark brown eyes of Vincenzo.

"Good morning, tesoro," he whispers. I ignore his deep and husky morning voice.

My eyes widen, and all the events from last night come back rushing into my mind.

"Last night really happened?" I ask him, afraid for the answer. He smirks.

"Yes, bella, it really happened," he says, and places a gentle kiss on my neck.

I push him away, and try to pry his hands off of me. "It can't happen again," I say and look into his eyes. He frowns, and then pouts.

He's so cute.

"Why can't it happen again?" he asks, and his grip becomes stronger on my waist so that I can't take his arms off.

"Because it's so wrong and bad. We aren't supposed to be in this situation," I say and wriggle around. He chuckles and puts his head in my neck.

"Last night you weren't complaining, though," he whispers, and gives me a long lick in my neck. My eyes close, and for a second I let myself enjoy it.

Chris never did this with me.

Chris!

"No, Vincenzo this is either way wrong. You're way too old for me and I have a boyfriend! Oh God, I cheated on him! I cheated on him!" I whisper, and guilt takes over me.

I cheated on my boyfriend. I cheated on the one that I love so much.

He's the perfect boyfriend, and he did never anything wrong. God, I don't deserve him.

"Forget about him, Athena. He can't give you this," Vincenzo says and his hands slide down, gripping my ass.

"He can," I protest. He chuckles and squeezes my ass-cheeks.

Just ignore the feeling.

"Maybe he can do the same things as I'm doing, but it won't feel the same," he whispers and slides down, so that his face is on the same length as my chest.

"You want to be fucked by a man, not by a stupid boy who knows nothing between the sheets. You want it rough, and I can give you that," he says, and kisses one of my breasts. I gasp and push his head away.

"You're dating Nicole, you're also cheating," I whisper and look him in the eyes while he stares up at me through those dark lashes. He smirks.

"Nicole doesn't mean anything to me. We went out one night, that's it," he whispers. I blush. "Doing this isn't smart, Vincenzo."

"Admit it, you want this," he says, and his hands leave my ass, only to go up and grope my breasts.

I moan, and he leans down, sucking on my nipple through the material. A louder moan leaves me, and grip his head, pushing him down on my chest.

"Vincenzo," I bring out and gasp as he slightly bites down on my nipple.

He lays me down on my back, and climbs on top of me. His mouth leaves my breast, and as soon as the cold air hits my nipple it feels like I can cut diamonds with it.

"What are you doing?" I ask and look up to him. He smirks down at me, and wets his lips. My eyes follow the movement.

"I'm going to kiss you," he says with a raspy voice, and leans down.

I part my lips, ready to welcome his warm lips. But instead of those plump lips, I feel a wet, slick tongue slide over my lips, and I moan. His tongue parts my lips more, and enters. Vincenzo's lips find mine, and he starts kissing me slowly, while his tongue swirls around mine. 

Hesitatingly, I kiss him back, and carefully I let my tongue move against his. He withdraws, and thrusts his tongue back again in my mouth. Our mouths move in sync with each other, and the sound of our lips colliding is so hot. It sends an amazing feeling to the pit of my stomach.

He grabs my thighs and wraps them around his waist.

He groans against my mouth, and my hands bury themselves in his silky hair.

"You got me so hard," he groans. He rolls his hips against mine, and I feel something hard collide with my heat. A strange sound leaves my mouth, and I feel him sink against me again.

My hips meet his, and he grinds into me again. I moan at the feeling.

But the moment is ended by my ringtone. I jump up, and push him off of me and scramble to my phone lying on the nightstand.

It's dad.

"Hello?" I say as soon as I pick up.

"Athena! How are you?" dad asks from the other side of the phone.

"I'm fine," I answer and rub my eyes. "Good, I'm glad the storm didn't blow you off the road," he says. "Yeah, are the roads still closed?" I ask him, and look outside the window, to see the sky still being clouded.

"I don't know, but I think they are. When are you coming home?"

I look over my shoulder to Vincenzo, and see him looking at me through those thick lashes. The sheets are lying around his waist, showing his V-line and his six-pack. I try not to stare at his happy trail, that leads under the covers to his...

"I don't know," I honestly say with a dry throat. Vincenzo smirks, knowing that I'm drooling over him, and scoots closer to me.

He wraps his arm around my waist, right under my breasts, and presses a kiss on the back of my neck.

"I'd like you to be home before noon, is that alright?" dad asks me.

"Yes, that's good, see you then," I tell him. "Love you."

"Love you too," I say with a smile, and hang up.

"Who was that?" Vincenzo asks against my skin, and continues to press kisses against it. "Dad," I answer and turn around, meeting his eyes that are staring up at me.

"What did he say?"

"That I should be back home before noon," I say breathlessly.

He kisses my neck, my collarbone and then he hooks a finger around the V-neck of the shirt, and pushes it down, so he can kiss the valley between my breasts.

Riiiiiip.

I gasp, and look up to Vincenzo who is responsible for ruining his shirt.

Vincenzo ripped the shirt open, so now he has a clear view over my breasts. My cheeks are red as a tomato, and I cover them, but Vincenzo catches them and holds them next to my head while his hungry eyes stay glued to my breasts.

"Beautiful," he whispers to himself, and leans down. He kisses again the valley between my breasts, then moves to the curve of my breasts and kisses that.

All the while breathy moans are escaping my lips, and I close them, letting myself enjoy the feeling.

I feel a hot breath fanning my nipple, and he kisses it.

Moaning, I arch my back, pushing my chest up for him.

"Eager, aren't we?" he whispers and kisses my other nipple.

"Vincenzo," I groan, and push myself up on my elbows.

His hot, wet mouth wraps around my nipple, and he starts sucking.

I throw my head back, and let the pleasure consume me as he slightly bites down on my nipple, while he lets his hands roam over my body. His hands slide up my thigh, to my ass and he squeezes. "Hmm, Vincenzo," I moan.

He hums against my skin and starts licking my other nipple, sometimes biting down on it, making me jerk up and let out an embarrassing sound.

"You like this, tesoro?" he whispers huskily against my skin. I moan and nod, closing my eyes in pleasure as he starts sucking hard on my nipple.

"Words, baby," he says and nibbles on my skin.

"I-I like this," I say breathlessly. And then we get disturbed again by my phone.

"Merda," Vincenzo curses and pushes himself up, both his hands on each side of my head while he looks down at me. I bite my lip and scramble from underneath him, to my phone.

Unlocking my phone, I go to my messages and see Chris has send me a message.

Chris; Hey baby, you wanna hang out today?

I swallow, and look over my shoulder to see Vincenzo raising his eyebrows at me.

"Who is it?" he asks. I hesitate a little before I tell him.

"Chris," I answer honestly. He scoffs before he crawls over to where I am and looks at my phone over my shoulder.

"Tell that figlio di puttana that you're busy," he says and wraps his arms around my waist, and pulls me against his chest.

"But then I would be lying to him," I say and frown. "That's the point, bella," Vincenzo smirks, and pecks my lips. I shouldn't lie to Chris.

You shouldn't be doing this at all.

Vincenzo grasps the phone from my hands and starts typing away.

"Hey! What are you doing?" I ask him and look on the screen while his fingers are working fast on the keyboard.

Athena; Sorry, can't today. I'm busy, maybe another time

I frown, not liking the message. "That sounds rude," I say and take the phone from him.

He shrugs. "I don't care," Vincenzo says, and brushes my hair off my face.

"I think I'm going to take a shower," I mutter and get off the bed. I wrap the shirt tightly around my body so that he hasn't got a view of my chest.

"Do you mind if I join you?" Vincenzo asks with a naughty smirk. "I actually do," I fire back, and turn around walking to the bathroom.

I'm in a lot of trouble.