UNHOLY DESIRE

DEIRDRE POV

A while later, Matteo walked towards me with a large paper in his hand.

He sat on the bed, making me rise slowly and gazing at his hand.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“The outcome of today’s search,” He said, then opened it slowly and turned it to face me.

It was a map. My eyes widened, and I sat up straight, “Does that mean we can…” I trailed off.

I didn’t want to be too excited for fear that it might not really mean what I was thinking about.

“Yes, darling. We can finally leave here. However, we need help with decoding it. And you are the translator here.” Matteo pointed out.

“What language is it in? And do you realize I don’t know all the language of this world?” I asked him.

Matteo shrugged his big shoulders, “I am sure it’s nothing you can’t handle,” He said.

Then he added, “I believe it’s in Armenian.”

Matteo set the map before me, looking at me with expectation-filled eyes.

“Tell me it’s one of the languages you are fluent in, Deirdre,” He said.

“Well, today is our lucky day,” I mumbled, placing a hand on the map.

“That means yes, I presume?” Matteo questioned, and I nodded.

“Yes, and this might take a few hours. I am the only one, and this is a very large map. As if it’s the world’s map.” I said. But then, it wasn’t the world’s map. It was merely the island map.

I didn’t know the island was as large as this, and I could see many places on the map we hadn’t even ventured to.

I didn’t care about going there at this moment. All the places I had visited were enough. I wanted out, and this was exactly the best way out.

“Of course, love. Take your time. I’m going to go meet Vittorio to see if we can find other things that will make our leaving easier. If you need me, call me.” He cupped my face, brushing his lips over mine gently.

As he prepared to leave, I clamped my lips over his, deepening the kiss.

Matteo groaned into my mouth, his hand moving around my body before resting on my nipple.

“Deirdre,” He whispered.

“Hmm,” I replied, gripping his hand and moving it towards my pussy. “It’s ready.”

I let go of his mouth, biting my lower lip, then staring at him.

“I don’t think I’ll get anything done if I decide to take you on your offer,” Matteo said, standing to his feet.

“Are you rejecting me?” I asked him, and he shook his head.

“I am offering you another deal. Why don’t you finish working on the map, and I’ll do whatever you desire,” he said.

“You’ll?” I asked him.

“Of course, anything for my little minx.” He said.

Folding my arms in front of me, I continued to stare at him.

“You don’t believe me?” he asked.

“I do,” I whispered.

“Then, stop giving me that look.”

“What look?” I questioned.

“The look that makes me look as though I am a liar.” Matteo stepped towards the door, and he turned. He blew me a kiss.

“I’ll be back before you know it,” He chuckled as I tossed a pillow toward him, which he skillfully dodged. He gripped it and dropped it on the couch before leaving the room.

As soon as the door closed, I fell back on the bed, pushing a hand through my hair.

“Really, Deirdre?” I muttered. “Since when are you insatiable?”

Since I started sleeping with Matteo again, my subconscious responded.

“That’s right,” I agreed. No matter how sore my pussy was, I still wanted his dick inside of me.

That was how great the sex felt with him. But at the same time, I knew it wasn’t only the sex.

I enjoyed Matteo’s attention on my body. The way he slipped into me with care and fucked me exactly how I desired. The way he worshiped my body and whispered vulgar and sweet words in my ears.

Ugh!

The promises I see in his eyes sometimes. The promise of us being together and never being apart. The promise of us loving each other and…

Yes, I loved Matteo. I didn’t know when it started. Or perhaps I never stopped loving him. I was only furious with him and had fled the first chance I had gotten.

I had fallen so hard and was afraid for myself. I had built a wall in my heart, an impenetrable wall, I presumed, but Matteo seemed to have penetrated it once again.

I was in love with him. The same mistake I had made before. The realization hit me so hard, and I was glad I was sitting on the bed, else I’d have stumbled and slammed my face on the ground.

Matteo surely didn’t feel the same way about me. He was sure ready to commit. He was caring and doing everything right by me because of Kendall. Matteo didn’t love me else; he would have said the words to me without hesitation.

Maybe he only saw me as an object of his pleasure. He only wanted my body as he had always wanted it.

Shit!

Was there a way to escape this mess I was in once again? I doubted there was.

Kendall would be the one on the receiving end. No matter how caring Matteo was now, I knew he could switch whenever he detected something odd.

He could be a beast and would definitely punish me if I did something against what he wished.

I needed a tangible reason to leave him. Love should be one. But Matteo would definitely laugh at me if I presented that to me.

I could guess what he would say.

“Who needed love when we can just get naked and fuck each other’s brains out? We are attracted to each other. That should be enough, shouldn’t it, Tesoro?”

I groaned, “It isn’t enough, Matteo. The sex is great, but that isn’t enough,” I said to myself.

DEIRDRE POV

A while later, Matteo walked towards me with a large paper in his hand.

He sat on the bed, making me rise slowly and gazing at his hand.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“The outcome of today’s search,” He said, then opened it slowly and turned it to face me.

It was a map. My eyes widened, and I sat up straight, “Does that mean we can…” I trailed off.

I didn’t want to be too excited for fear that it might not really mean what I was thinking about.

“Yes, darling. We can finally leave here. However, we need help with decoding it. And you are the translator here.” Matteo pointed out.

“What language is it in? And do you realize I don’t know all the language of this world?” I asked him.

Matteo shrugged his big shoulders, “I am sure it’s nothing you can’t handle,” He said.

Then he added, “I believe it’s in Armenian.”

Matteo set the map before me, looking at me with expectation-filled eyes.

“Tell me it’s one of the languages you are fluent in, Deirdre,” He said.

“Well, today is our lucky day,” I mumbled, placing a hand on the map.

“That means yes, I presume?” Matteo questioned, and I nodded.

“Yes, and this might take a few hours. I am the only one, and this is a very large map. As if it’s the world’s map.” I said. But then, it wasn’t the world’s map. It was merely the island map.

I didn’t know the island was as large as this, and I could see many places on the map we hadn’t even ventured to.

I didn’t care about going there at this moment. All the places I had visited were enough. I wanted out, and this was exactly the best way out.

“Of course, love. Take your time. I’m going to go meet Vittorio to see if we can find other things that will make our leaving easier. If you need me, call me.” He cupped my face, brushing his lips over mine gently.

As he prepared to leave, I clamped my lips over his, deepening the kiss.

Matteo groaned into my mouth, his hand moving around my body before resting on my nipple.

“Deirdre,” He whispered.

“Hmm,” I replied, gripping his hand and moving it towards my pussy. “It’s ready.”

I let go of his mouth, biting my lower lip, then staring at him.

“I don’t think I’ll get anything done if I decide to take you on your offer,” Matteo said, standing to his feet.

“Are you rejecting me?” I asked him, and he shook his head.

“I am offering you another deal. Why don’t you finish working on the map, and I’ll do whatever you desire,” he said.

“You’ll?” I asked him.

“Of course, anything for my little minx.” He said.

Folding my arms in front of me, I continued to stare at him.

“You don’t believe me?” he asked.

“I do,” I whispered.

“Then, stop giving me that look.”

“What look?” I questioned.

“The look that makes me look as though I am a liar.” Matteo stepped towards the door, and he turned. He blew me a kiss.

“I’ll be back before you know it,” He chuckled as I tossed a pillow toward him, which he skillfully dodged. He gripped it and dropped it on the couch before leaving the room.

As soon as the door closed, I fell back on the bed, pushing a hand through my hair.

“Really, Deirdre?” I muttered. “Since when are you insatiable?”

Since I started sleeping with Matteo again, my subconscious responded.

“That’s right,” I agreed. No matter how sore my pussy was, I still wanted his dick inside of me.

That was how great the sex felt with him. But at the same time, I knew it wasn’t only the sex.

I enjoyed Matteo’s attention on my body. The way he slipped into me with care and fucked me exactly how I desired. The way he worshiped my body and whispered vulgar and sweet words in my ears.

Ugh!

The promises I see in his eyes sometimes. The promise of us being together and never being apart. The promise of us loving each other and…

Yes, I loved Matteo. I didn’t know when it started. Or perhaps I never stopped loving him. I was only furious with him and had fled the first chance I had gotten.

I had fallen so hard and was afraid for myself. I had built a wall in my heart, an impenetrable wall, I presumed, but Matteo seemed to have penetrated it once again.

I was in love with him. The same mistake I had made before. The realization hit me so hard, and I was glad I was sitting on the bed, else I’d have stumbled and slammed my face on the ground.

Matteo surely didn’t feel the same way about me. He was sure ready to commit. He was caring and doing everything right by me because of Kendall. Matteo didn’t love me else; he would have said the words to me without hesitation.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Maybe he only saw me as an object of his pleasure. He only wanted my body as he had always wanted it.

Shit!

Was there a way to escape this mess I was in once again? I doubted there was.

Kendall would be the one on the receiving end. No matter how caring Matteo was now, I knew he could switch whenever he detected something odd.

He could be a beast and would definitely punish me if I did something against what he wished.

I needed a tangible reason to leave him. Love should be one. But Matteo would definitely laugh at me if I presented that to me.

I could guess what he would say.

“Who needed love when we can just get naked and fuck each other’s brains out? We are attracted to each other. That should be enough, shouldn’t it, Tesoro?”

I groaned, “It isn’t enough, Matteo. The sex is great, but that isn’t enough,” I said to myself.