New Beginnings

Percy’s POV:

“Do you really have to go?” Elena purred as she let out my dick from her mouth and rose to stand before me, giving me perfect view of her magnificent body. I gave her a small smile as she placed both hands on her moderately wide hips and gave me a pout.

“We agreed that what we have is… casual.” I answered, wishing she would just shut up and go back to pleasuring me.

“Yes, but who am I supposed to have sex with when you’re gone?”

Rolling my eyes, I sat straighter on the dark couch of Elena’s massive office. “There are over a million abled men in Rome, Elena, I have no doubts you’d find one as soon as I am out of here. Besides, Donny is quite infatuated with you, as the whole world already knows.”

Elena bristled at that. “I’d sooner lay with a dog than go to bed with that fat idiot.”

I chuckled and watched as Elena moved gracefully to the small table in the center of the room, where a bottle of champagne sat between two glasses, her hips swaying beautifully.

“Donny’s not that bad.” I said as she handed me a glass and sat beside me on the couch.

“It’s because you’re not a woman.” She argued.

“He’s rich.”

“Money isn’t everything, Percy, darling.” She purred again, taking a sip from her glass. “Besides, I’m quite certain I have just as much as he does, if not more, what with his gambling addiction.”

There was truth in what Elena said, in the sense that she was unarguably one of the most successful business woman in Italy, with her own fashion line. The business ran in the family, and it was not news that the powerhead in the Dimarco house were their women.

Elena had three brothers, all older than her but since she’d been a child, it had been obvious she would inherit the company. She was just as intelligent as she was beautiful, and she had a good eye for fashion.

Donny on the other hand, whom Elena hated, was indeed a fat fuck who owned his own fashion line too in Rome, and was in a very friendly competition with the Dimarco’s.

It was no secret that he was obsessed with Elena, he made that known whenever the opportunity presented itself, but as Elena had so gracefully told him,—and a bunch of other rich—entitled idiots, she wasn’t interested in any relationship and won’t be for a long time, not with a man at least.

With Elena, I’d just been fortunate to be very good at pleasuring a woman, and she had found that out very early, whilst we still went to highschool together, way before she found out she was into women too.

“I don’t see why you have to go though, didn’t you always say that you hated your brother?” Elena’s voice broke me out of my thought.

“Uh... I'm pretty sure I said they hate me. However, father’s requested that I attend his… handing over. Declan's becoming CEO.”

Elena pouted. “How’d that happen anyway? You’re doing so well here, and everybody knows you’re a much smarter man than that dufus.”

I smiled at Elena, she knew very well how to make me happy, in many ways than one.

“Like I’ve said countless times, I don’t particularly care for my family’s business, I just happen to be ridiculously good at it. My father knows that, it’s why he left me here and let me do my own thing, and I would’ve branched out but I enjoy the money, and the women that come with being a rich, young, extremely handsome bachelor.”

Elena gave a dramatic eyeroll. “Come work for me then. I’ll be sure to pay you well, both in cash…” Her voice took on a very sultry tone as she said: “And in kind.” Her eyes dropping down to my already hard—as a brick—cock.

“How about a down payment first, and then I’ll consider working for you?”

Elena’s brown eyes gleamed mischeiviously as she slid over on top of me and took my dick inside her, in one deft movement, before slowly riding me in the way that she knew was sure to make me lose my mind.

“I’m going to miss this.” She breathed shakily before capturing my lips with hers in what was a rare moment of intimacy.

Mine and Elena’s relationship was quite simple, we were… friends with benefits, to put it mildly. So after we’d had sex for the very first time, when we’d been teenagers and she invited me over to watch a movie that happened to have multiple sex scenes, we had agreed to do it again, and again, and again before laying some ground rules.

One of those rules was that we were not allowed to fall in love with each other, so kissing was something we did not engage in while we had sex. No romantic talks either and the likes of them.

I took Elena’s right nipple in my mouth as she increased her pace and gave a small bite as she shuddered and hit her climax at the same time that I did.

We stayed that way for a while, me with my head on her chest and she with her fingers in my hair, waiting for our breathing to even out.

“Be sure to come back, hm?”

To that, I gave no response.