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RAFFAELE

A delina is a drug.

We’ve been fucking constantly for two days and it’s not enough. It’s never enough. Each time I draw an orgasm out of her, I want to do it again. I want to live in a world where the sweetest, sexiest noises slip from her just when I touch her. I want to drive her crazy and make her as addicted to my cock as I am to her pussy.

To her presence.

When I’m not inside her, I’m counting down the minutes until I can be. It’s my favorite place to be and each time something interrupts, I consider firing myself just so I can spend more time getting to know her and her body.

We’re taking things slowly. Her inexperience with kink is expected, but she’s taking to it with surprising eagerness. Maybe it’s because it’s new and exciting or because it gives her something to focus on. Either way, I’m overjoyed she’s taking an interest in me.

I can take her hating me and glaring at me from different corners of the manor, but this is so much better.

I haven’t felt like this in years.

Adelina whimpers against me, then she cries out as her third orgasm of the morning pulses through her. She’s resting on my shoulder as I press her up the shower wall and bury my face into her hot, sweet pussy. Her fingers twist and claw at my wet hair, her heels thud against my back, and her thighs tighten around my head each time she thinks she’s going to fall.

But she’s safe on my shoulders.

I have her.

Her pussy ripples around my tongue as I drink her down and then I very slowly pull her down from my shoulders, cradling her in my arms. Hot water cascades down around us and she pants heavily, then whimpers as I set her on her feet.

“Are you okay?” I ask.

“Mmhmm.” Adelina nods quickly. “Three orgasms so quickly is uhm…” She pats her chest as she breathes heavily. “Wow.”

“I told you I would work with you to see how far you would go, but we can stop at any time.”

“It was… it was thrilling.” She turns into me, huddling under the shower spray. “Being up there and having that sort of… jolt every time I thought I was going to fall was kind of exciting.”

“Did you feel safe?” I brush my knuckles against her wet cheek.

“Yes.” She gazes up at me, her eyelashes fluttering under the spray. “I knew I wouldn’t fall. I knew you’d catch me.”

She speaks so honestly that my heart soars. Cupping her chin, I tilt her head back and kiss her deeply until water pours down and threatens to flood our kiss. She breaks away with a laugh, and we settle for washing each other for the remainder of the shower.

Deep down, I know we should talk.

Sex is one thing. Kink is another.

But she’s making me feel things. I can love from afar. That’s not a problem. If Adelina needs to use me in some way to regain control over herself and her body after what happened to her, that’s okay too.

But I need to make sure she’s into this for the right reasons.

The chance to talk hasn’t risen yet, but it plays on my mind as we finish up the shower and dress in the bedroom. I watch as she steps into a shorter sundress than the long one’s she’s been wearing since we got here. This one has a shorter, puffier skirt and a string near her breasts that enhances her bust when she pulls it tight.

Beautiful.

“Make sure you pick good shoes,” I say, nudging her playfully as I pass to reach my shirt. “We’re going out today.”

“Really?” Her eyes light up and our gazes meet in the mirror. “Where?”

“It’s a surprise. In fact?—”

“Raffaele?” Knuckles rap against the door, and Caterina’s apologetic face peeks in. “Sorry to disturb you. Vito is on call for you.”

“Alright, thank you.” I kiss Adelina’s cheek. “Good shoes, remember?”

Caterina and I switch places. One thing we’ve nailed is that Adelina is never alone. Caterina and I have been seamlessly switching places to make sure she’s always protected and always has someone near her if she needs them.

Downstairs in the kitchen, Vito’s face fills the tablet screen as I approach. “Hey, Boss.”

“Vito, is everything alright?”

“Unsure. How are things going there?”

“Good. The supply issues we were experiencing through Europe weren’t as difficult as I anticipated. Some border changes in a few countries just mean we have to grease a few more palms. Those who were greedy were dealt with. It probably could have been solved over the phone but…” I brace one hand on the counter and sigh. “This trip has been amazing for Adelina so far. It’s doing her the world of good.”

“Glad to hear it,” Vito replies, evidently traveling somewhere by the subtle rock and sway on the screen. “Not to burst your bubble, but I have some concerning news.”

All softness from Adelina’s gentle touches fades. “Tell me.”

“I’ve been tailing Pascal as you asked, but there’s been nothing suspicious so far. In my downtime, I’ve been digging deeper into the two men who kidnapped Adelina and her friend.”

“And?”

“They’re not the dumb grunts we thought they were. In fact, they were both highly trained assassins with quite a reputation and an impressive kill list. Another life, we might even have hired them.”

“What the fuck?” What the hell were trained assassins doing drugging and kidnapping people for a black market skin scheme? “That makes no sense.”

“That’s what I thought. On one hand, maybe that’s how Pascal’s money ended up in their accounts. Maybe he hired them for a different job and the sex slave trade was just a side gig?”

“Maybe. That’s one hell of a hobby job, though.” Something dark curls at the back of my mind. It constantly feels like there’s something else just out of sight, something I’m not even close to realizing. “See if you can find out their client list. If he did hire them for a job, I want to know all the details.”

“Understood.”

“Details of what?” Adelina appears in the doorway with her beautiful red hair in a fluffy ponytail and a dash of sparkling makeup on her eyes and lips.

“Details on how to expand some of the winery sails,” I lie smoothly. “Drugs are one thing, but the elite are snobs when it comes to wine.”

“I’m not surprised,” Adelina replies. “Hi, Vito.”

“Hey, you look good. You two are off?”

“Something like that.” I end the call and hold my hand out to Adelina. “Ready?”

She beams at me. “Sure!”

The walk around the local town is disturbed by only one thing. I can’t take my eyes off Adelina. She looks bright and happy. Her hair swings as she walks, she greets everyone who smiles at her, and there’s a bounce in each step. She’s so different from the woman who left New York and it’s only been a few days. I remain hyper-aware that this could all be an act and she’s about to crumble, but until that moment, I will support her happiness.

We visit a few smaller, family-owned stores then have a light lunch at a tucked-away restaurant near the sea. Adelina talks vibrantly with the staff and even tells me a few stories about her holidays as a child. We resume our walking through the town, visiting boutiques where I treat her to clothing and jewelry that will all be delivered to the vineyard, then I end the trip by taking her to the original destination I had in mind.

“A sex shop?” Adelina hisses, clutching at my arm as we step inside. “This town looked far too tranquil to have one of these.”

“Believe it or not,” I murmur back in a low voice, “people aren’t prudes here.”

She rolls her eyes with a smile, then a dusting of pink flushes over her cheeks as she takes in the store. The lights are down low and the clerk pays us no mind as we walk past displays of sexy costumes and BDSM gear. I guide her toward the toy section, keeping her hand in mine.

“You remember I said I wanted to learn everything about you?”

“Mmhmm.” Adelina doesn’t even look at me. Her attention is on the wall displays and glass cases housing the more interesting toys.

“I want you to choose anything here that you think might interest you.”

She stops in her tracks. “What if I don’t know what it does?”

My eyes meet hers. “I’ll explain anything you don’t understand, and you can decide whether you want to try it. Or we can leave.”

I watch the decision debate behind her eyes as she glances around, then she looks back at me and nods. “Okay.”

We start simple with bondage. Adelina immediately turns away from the rope and the ribbon but expresses interest in handcuffs, especially when I demonstrate how easy it is to break out of them. They’re mostly for a show of obedience rather than actual restraint. We explore the range of dildos, and her eyes light up at a few of the ones designed to look like monster tongues and cocks, expressing awe at what they must even feel like.

She amuses me when she finds the sounding rods and immediately turns those down, but she’s interested in the G-Spot stimulator, feathers, clitoral massagers, temperature toys, and a ring gag.

“This?” The ring gag dangles from my curled finger. “Would you wear this for me?”

Her cheeks darken. “It would stop me from closing my mouth, right?”

“Mmhmm. And then I could just slide my cock past your pretty lips and wildly fuck your throat.”

Her thighs subtly press together.

“Does that excite you?”

“Maybe,” she whispers shyly. “I don’t know. I kind of… maybe like that idea.” Her eyes dart down me. “You haven’t asked me to go down on you.”

“No,” I agree. “Because I haven’t felt the desire. But I’m not against it, believe me.”

She nods slowly. “But what if we were doing that? How would I ask you to stop?”

“We would agree on a non-verbal command such as a hand gesture or a number of taps against my arm or leg.”

She nods thoughtfully, then takes the gag from me and adds it to the basket.

We continue a lazy walk through the store, and she picks up a few more vibrators. Her blush deepens with every toy and nearly turns purple when she toys with a riding crop. I add it to the collection since she seems too shy, and by the time we’re finished, I can tell she’s turned on.

Her breathing is shallower, her eyes dark and glazed, and she constantly crosses her ankles whenever we stop.

“Come with me.” Toys in one hand and Adelina in the other, I lead her through a velvet curtain at the back of the store. It leads into a dark corridor with a door at the end which, upon opening, presents us with several rooms for entertainment.

“Wait.” Adelina hesitates. “You want to… here?”

“Do you not want to?”

“No, I… Don’t we have to pay?”

I smirk down at her and catch her chin between my thumb and forefinger. “Trust me, sweetheart. I’m rich enough that we could fuck with every single toy they have and it wouldn’t make a dent. Now come on.”