Episode 13

Content Warning: The following text contains explicit language and depicts a sexual encounter that can be interpreted as non-consensual. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

Amanda punched his chest and writhed trying to free herself from his grasp, but with one hand he held her head captive by her hair, forcing her to accept his tongue's invasion into her mouth, and with the other, he pinned her wrists.

"You can fight all you want," he said, releasing her lips.

"I've been too nice to you, and that's why you think you can curse at me and defy me like you did before I left here yesterday," said Vicenzo, now picking her up and violently throwing her onto the bed. Amanda landed on her back but quickly got up. Her eyes brimming with tears of hatred and indignation at him for wanting to force her onto his bed after being in bed with another.

"I hate you, and I'll hate you even more because of what you're doing to me," Amanda screamed, her voice heavy with hatred. After swiftly undressing, Vicenzo climbed on top of her and pinned her wrists to the mattress with her arms above her head with just one of his hands, and with the other, he tore her nightgown from top to bottom as if it were paper, and then it was the turn of her delicate panties, which easily gave way.

He languidly scanned her with his brown eyes filled with desire and took possession of her lips once again. Amanda clenched them shut to prevent his tongue from invading, but he seemed to have lost some of the prior anger and merely laughed at her struggle not to submit. He played with her lips with his tongue, licking them even as they remained shut, then he caressed her neck, licking and biting softly, moving down to her breasts, suckling hungrily on each. Amanda wished not to feel pleasure from his caresses, but it became increasingly difficult, especially now that he wasn’t being violent but wholly provocative and seductive. When he moved his lips from her breasts, licking her belly around the navel and reaching her most intimate area, Amanda couldn't resist releasing an involuntary moan as he started the ever-more intense and rhythmic caresses. Vicenzo felt her gradually soften and smiled with satisfaction as he saw her hips grind against his mouth.

She might have lacked experience, but her body knew instinctively how to drive him mad. From Amanda's lubrication and the now uncontrollable moans, he knew she was close to climax, so he intensified his tongue's movements on her smooth, pink intimacy, as he liked. Suddenly Amanda let out a scream of pleasure that echoed throughout the room, seized by a tremendous orgasm that left her dizzy.

By now he had let go of her wrists, and Amanda no longer had the strength to resist; she raised her hands and pulled Vicenzo's head to hers, this time seizing his lips, and her kiss began shyly but then instinctively became more and more voracious, and Vicenzo was further excited by her utter surrender. Suddenly Vicenzo broke the kiss and knelt on the bed.

"Get on all fours for me and hold onto the headboard," he whispered hoarsely into her ear. "Now I'll have what you've wished for: a good f**k," he said, reminding her of what she'd told him. Amanda immediately complied, not understanding why he reminded her of that.

But when Vicenzo penetrated her and began thrusting his large, thick member inside her, Amanda could think of nothing but the intense pleasure she felt at that moment. With one hand, Vicenzo gripped her hair, and with the other, he pulled her hips closer to his, making the penetration even deeper and more intense. Vicenzo's movements grew stronger and faster, and all that could be heard in the room were the moans of pleasure from Amanda and Vicenzo.

"Ask me to f*k you harder, you slt," said Vicenzo, full of lu*t.

"Come on, you delicious little wh*re, ask. I'm commanding you," he ordered with an even gruffer, hoarser voice.

"F**k me harder, Vicenzo," said Amanda, increasingly excited by the obscenities he was telling her. She never thought she'd be aroused in the way that Vicenzo was treating her in bed, but she discovered that everything he did or said only served to increase her pleasure even more.

"That's right, you little wh*re! Your wish is my command!" he said, increasing the strength and speed of his thrusts, and Amanda was soon overcome by another orgasm even stronger than the previous one, soon followed by Vicenzo, who with a loud, hoarse moan also reached an intense climax, filling Amanda with his semen. Afterwards, Vicenzo leaned over her, kissing her back, and then carefully withdrew from inside her.

Amanda collapsed face down on the bed, thinking that if all sex were like this, she would surely become addicted.

After her breathing normalized and the post-orgasmic haze passed, that's when Amanda thought about the fact that he had spent the whole night with another woman, and yet she had slept with him, and worse, she had enjoyed every second of the pleasure they shared.