Chapter Seven

Ludovico glanced at Gigi. They sat side by side in the car. She didn't say a word, keeping her gaze down. If he were a better man, he would feel sorry for her, but instead his cock raged with unspent desire. He couldn't glimpse her hardened nipples beneath the suit jacket she wore, but the occasional squeeze of her thighs indicated she was also aroused, and that undid him.

The ragazza was both a vulnerable angel and an unknowing submissive slut. Around her, he lost control of his body, every part of him wishing to take her and meld her into his heat. The best was she wasn't even aware of the sexuality surrounding her. It marveled him.

He'd imagined she'd defy his orders about wearing a skirt, but he'd never been more pleased with a confrontation. She'd stripped in front of him, bashful and yet inexplicably aroused. It was a spectacle worth watching. He couldn't wait to ravish her body and possess every inch of her.

Gigi fidgeted in the vehicle, trying as hard as possible to avoid him. He chuckled, and she briefly stole a look at him before returning to look out the window.

"Ragazza, your fear just fuels my temperature."

She pulled her lips but didn't reply. Ludovico grinned. "Fucking you is going to be off the chart. Can you imagine, Gigi? My cock sliding between your legs. My hands at your throat. Your moans captured there until I allow you to release them."

"No," she whispered.

"No?" Ludovico laughed. "You'll enjoy what I give you and beg for it before we're done." The car rolled to a stop. "Here we are. I'll come pick you up this evening." He grinned. "After all, this area isn't safe."

Without responding, she clasped the door handle.

"There's no need to hurry, Ragazza." Ludovico placed his hand on her bare knee. She jumped slightly, turning to look at him.

"There're people outside," she whispered.

He cupped her cheek. She made to move back but he grasped her thigh, sinking his digits into her soft flesh.

"The windows are tinted. Relax, Ragazza. I'm not going to harm you."

She glanced at him with big doe eyes, and for an instant, he almost felt sorry for her. The feeling evaporated when the door handle clicked.

"Tsk-tsk." He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. "Steady now. I have to test something before you leave." He dragged his fingers up her smooth skin. Gigi froze. Her body stiffened and her breath quickened. Sliding his palm between her legs, he pushed them open. He was barely met with resistance.

"Ludovico, please," she murmured.

He cupped her pussy, pleased to find it wet. He glanced at her face. Her tongue darted between her lips, expectantly. He brushed the pad of his thumb across her labia. A whimper echoed in the space around them.

"Go to work, Ragazza. I'll come pick you up at five, and don't do anything stupid."

He reached across from her and opened the door. Gigi didn't think about it twice. She scampered. She stepped out and lowered the hem of her skirt as much as possible. Without looking back at him, she practically ran into the office building. Ludovico chuckled. He gave directions to his driver. Grasping his phone, he opened the video-camera app. His cock jumped at the still pictures from their encounter in her house earlier that morning. Hacking her computer and smart devices had been easy. Now, to install the more sophisticated software.

He amplified the picture. She had beautiful breasts, full, with brown nipples begging to be sucked. He smacked his lips. He couldn't wait. An idea occurred to him, and he grinned.

"Why not?" he murmured, clicking the icon to share.