Chapter 8: Speak Loudly

Chapter 8: Speak Loudly

Abigail

“I don't think I need a babysitter, you don't have to stop by.” I sent it back to Luciano and got a response immediately.

“I am not suggesting, I know you would enjoy my company in several ways.”

I could basically hear his smug smirk through the screen and I got irritated. He is acting like he is my father.

“I want nothing to do with you anymore if I haven't made that clear.” I didn't want to be rude but I had to draw the line somewhere. It was supposed to be a one night thing, I can't be with him. He is my father's business friend for the fúck sake.

“Watch your attitude and the sounds you made last night beg to differ.”

My mouth dropped open in shock, he had heard me. Oh my goodness, I can't face him again but he is already on his way here. I stood up, forgetting about the cat in my lap, he stumbled down onto the couch and gave me a sour look. I didn't have time to apologize right now though. I turned off the television and ran upstairs to my room, I had to change. I rummaged through my dresser for ten minutes, looking for a specific top and then I found it. I kept my shorts but changed my sweater into a tank-top. I wanted to look good for him which frustrated me but not that it was obvious. I already had a light layer of makeup on so being somewhat satisfied with my appearance, I walked downstairs.

My hair bounces lightly on my back with every step and as soon as I made it down the last step, the doorbell sounded. I froze to the floor for a second before slowly walking towards the door. I took a deep breath and opened it and there he was, looking as good as ever. He was wearing a relaxed outfit, a blue t-shirt with loose jeans and it made him look younger. The shirt showed off his big muscles and the sight of his biceps made my stomach tightened. He cleaned his throat and my cheeks reddened as he caught him staring.

“Like what you see?” He asked in a dark voice.

The knowing smirk made me get slightly irritated and I simply scoffed at him and turned around with the door open, showing him that he was supposed to follow me. I heard a low chuckle behind me and the door closed. He followed me to the kitchen and put the pizza on the counter. My mood immediately brightened and without thought, I went to stand right by him to open one of the boxes. I was too busy taking up a slice to realize our arms were touching, he was looking at me with slight surprise. I brought the slice up to my mouth and took a bite and it tasted heavenly.

I closed my eyes and moaned quietly, I was starving. When I opened my eyes it hit me, I was literally standing close to him as I could and moaned. I looked up to meet his eyes and he was already staring at me with a very clenched jaw and I felt myself getting nervous.

“Keep making those sounds and see what happens.” He whispered and it looked like he was trying to hold himself back.

The underlying meaning of his works made me look down and I mumbled sorry. He was now standing obliquely behind me and I soon felt something hard against my hip. My eyes widened as I swallowed the pizza.

“Speak louder, Abigail.” He said and I could hear the restraints in his voice.

“I am sorry,” I said a little louder.He stepped even closer and had his mouth right next to my ear.

“I am sorry, what?” I was confused until I understood what he wanted me to say.

“I am sorry, sir.” I corrected myself.

“Good girl, now I hope you will behave tonight or I will not be able to control myself.” I gulped at the feeling of his breath by my ear.

“Yes,” I mumbled.

He backed off and walked to the refrigerator to take out two sodas and I still couldn't meet his eyes. I followed him to the living with the two pizzas boxes and we sat down. The cat was now sleeping on one of the couches. He picked him up before he sat down and put the cat on his lap. This was going to get interesting, our cat didn't like new people. I sat down, creating some distance from them and watched intently the cat's next move.

I was utterly surprised when he only laid back down in his lap and started to purr as he stroked his fur. I rolled my eyes at them.

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I watched the television and we were now in the middle of the movie. We changed the previous one I was watching saying it was boring and that he had watched it before. I was sitting up, well halfway and Luciano was laying down beside me with a hand behind his head. The closeness was making me a little uncomfortable and I couldn't help but look over at him from time to time.

During the episodes, I heard him chuckle at a certain scene beside me and it made me smile. The way he seemed so relaxed and laid back gave me a new view of him. I hated to admit it but I was really enjoying his company and the cat too. He hadn't left his side ever since he sat down and when he wanted to lay on his neck while Luciano laid down, he actually had to push him off in a nice way and the sight made me chuckle.

It was hard keeping my eyes open and I felt myself going further and further down into the couch. I was now half laying beside him with my feet on the table, I glanced at him and saw him watching me already. He averted his gaze to my lips and I subconsciously bit my bottom lip, making him sit up slightly and stared right into my eyes with hunger in his eyes and I looked right back at him.

“You don't know how badly I want to kiss you again, Abigail.” He said with a slight strain in his voice, like he wanted to say more.

I opened my mouth a little and was surprised at what he said. He was so much older than me and the fact he worked with my father made me doubt if this was right. Our one night stand was just a mistake, I didn't know who he was then but now, nothing more will happen between us.

But before I could say anything to him, he leaned forward and kissed my lips softly. I didn't kiss him back immediately but when he bit my lips, I gasped and he took the opportunity to push his tongue into my mouth. I felt his hand on the back of my head, pushing me closer and I gave in. His lips were the same as five months ago, so soft but the way he kissed me was so rough and I could tell how long he had wanted to do that.