Chapter 2: Please Help Me…eee

MARIELLE

I could feel his intense dangerous gaze on me. It made me tremble with shame and fear. My hand reached out and grabbed the duvets. I pulled them over my body to cover up.

He stood there with no expression on his face. But darkness came from his aura. I felt so ashamed to be caught like this. I could not lift my eyes to look at him. My heart pounded in my chest like a drum.

My face felt flushed. I tried to cover every inch of my body so he could not see. Suddenly I felt him walk towards me. I closed my eyes tight. I was ready for the worst scolding and embarrassment.

“W-why are you-you here?”

The words came out of my lips as soon as I felt him next to the bed. I opened my eyes slowly. I saw his fists clenched tight. That made me close my eyes again. I was scared of his reaction. I could not predict what he would do.

“I-I am s-sorry- I just-”

“Do you have any idea how worried everyone is?”I opened my eyes and looked up at him slowly. Now I could see him clearly under the light. His black eyes. His black hair slightly messed up. His beard and mustache made him look even more dangerous.

My lips parted slowly. I blinked nervously. I raised my hand and held his arm. I wanted him to forget what he just saw. But suddenly he pushed me down on the bed. I gasped. My heart thumped hard as he got onto the bed. He stared at me.

“You have no fucking idea how worried we were.”

I looked up at him. He hovered over me. All the sexual tension came back strong. I could not help it. I raised my hand and touched his face.

Fuck. All that horniness returned. I felt a man's touch..not just any man but the man I loved. My gaze went to his lips. I caressed his cheek slowly. I felt his warmth.

“Marielle.”

His deep voice rang in my ears. It made my breath hitch. The way my name rolled off his tongue in this intimate moment made my stomach flutter.

“H-help me… p-please.”

I begged him. I wanted him to touch me. I wanted his touch. I saw his decision waver. Then I leaned up and kissed his neck slowly. The warmth of his body made me lose my mind. I lifted my hips and ground against him slowly. I wanted to feel something.

I was crazy.

It was my sexual frustration that made me so bold. I made a move on my supposed uncle. I felt him push my hips down against the mattress. I whimpered.

“Spread your legs.”

My body trembled at his order. His deep voice rumbled in his chest. It made me imagine all the things he could do. He sat on his knees in front of me. His eyes gazed at me. I looked away with flushed cheeks.

I watched him roll up the sleeves of his black shirt slowly. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach. My eyes fell on his veiny muscular arms with tattoos.

I always had a thing for tattoos. Cassius Marchetti was everything I dreamt of in a man. He looked at me with intensity. I was already wet and ready for his touch. My nipples were hard. They wanted his attention.

I gulped. Suddenly my body shuddered. I felt his finger slide up. It was my first time being touched by someone else. It felt nice. I felt his other finger on my clit. I gasped. My body tensed then relaxed into the new sensation.

“Hmmm-”I covered my moan. His fingers worked magic. I felt his finger press on my sensitive bud slowly. My legs trembled. More wetness came out.

He flicked it suddenly. I shuddered. I held his wrist without thinking. His eyes met mine. My chest heaved up and down.

“I have not even started and you’re out of breath.”

His words made my cheeks burn with more shame and embarrassment. He pushed one finger inside me slowly. I whimpered. His finger was bigger than mine. It felt uncomfortable at first.

He hovered over me. He pushed my legs wide and locked them with his. I could not close them. A gasp came from my lips. I felt his finger curl inside me. I squeezed around it.

My eyes widened. I held his shoulder. I did not expect to feel something like this.

“I-I am- no- ahhh-”

My words made no sense. He hit something sensitive inside me. His thumb pressed my sensitive bud every time he pushed in. My toes curled.

“I-Iam going to-”

I did not want to say those dirty words. I felt embarrassed and shy. But this moment was so intense.

“Cum on my fingers.”

My legs trembled. I covered my mouth with the back of my hand. I closed my eyes shut. My pussy throbbed hard. I felt an intense sensation. Before I knew it I came on his fingers.

My legs shook without control. I tried to close them but he kept them spread wide. I could not move. My back arched. My eyes rolled back.

I cried out. I felt so sensitive.

My body went limp. I whimpered. His hand kept rubbing my pussy. My juices dripped down onto the mattress. They wet the sheets too. I gasped to catch my breath. He circled his thumb on my pussy. I twitched.

“Does it feel good?”

He asked. His voice got deeper each time.

“Yes!”

A shriek came from my lips. He pushed his finger inside again. I squirted a bit. I clenched around his finger. He stared at me.

I watched his chest heave up and down. He was trying to hold himself back.

“Fuck- oh my gawd!”

I twisted in his hold. His finger felt so good. I lost my mind. I never knew a finger could do this much. The wet sounds made the tight knot build again.

My legs quivered. I held his wrist and gasped for air. It was too much for me. I had never felt anything like this.

“Fuck- daddy!”

I cried out. My walls clenched. Something exploded. I came on his fingers again. My fingers fisted the sheets tight. My back arched. I felt overwhelmed.

My eyes were glossy. I looked at him with tired, sleepy eyes.

“That’s right. Sleep for daddy, good girl.”

I blinked slowly. My body fell limp. I was too tired to move. My eyes closed slowly. I fell asleep in the arms of my hot uncle. The one I called daddy.

I was doomed!.