Black Widow's Bite

Prologue B

He was off the mark about her intentions, but she wasn’t saying no. Silver would have smacked her if she did. She kept up as he took her by the hand. He kicked someone out of a private bathroom and then locked the door. Spinning her in his arms, he pushed her against the wall. Her back slammed against the light switch plunging them into darkness save a small light over the vanity of the bathroom. She gasped as his mouth smashed against hers while he tore her mask off.

Cipriano made quick work of her lacy panties, ripping them off her hips before his fingers expertly went to her clit. His tongue was relentlessly tangling with hers as he groped her. He kissed her neck, sucking deep on her pulse and she momentarily worried he would leave a mark but then his finger, which toyed with her slit, slipped deep inside her. She moaned and gasped as his other hand undid the zipper of her dress. He was a damn pro.

“I knew you weren’t wearing a bra” He squeezed out before drawing her n****e deep in his mouth.

Her fingers were desperate to touch him the way he was touching her, and she fiddled with his belt and shoved her hand into his trousers and boldly stroked his c**k. She was in a bathroom, messing around with Cipriano.

He gave a groan as she jerked him off while he fingered her.

“So close,” she whined when he curled his finger and found the spot deep inside of her, “right there, f**k yes.” Her head lolled back as the orgasm swept over her.

His fingers clenched in her hair, and she withdrew her hand from his trousers as he shoved them down further. He turned her around bending her over the counter. He entered her easily from behind his hands clutching her ass exactly as he’d described. He filled her to the brim, and she was forced to spread her legs wider to accommodate him. He was huge, massive even and it was no wonder the women flocked to him in droves.

A flicker of sanity permeated her brain as she realized she was f*****g Cipriano Amato at his father’s birthday party. Then dirty filthy words tumbled out of his mouth as he began thrusting deep and she was lost at his guttural confirmation of how much he was enjoying what they were doing.

She barely held on as lifted her off her feet with his movements. Her breasts were flattened on the counter as he railed her, and she watched the outline of his face in the mirror as he pounded into her. He watched his c**k moving in and out of her, a dark curl of hair falling onto his forehead while his hands roughly massaged her ass.

She came again. It hit her fast and furious and she bit her fist to keep from screaming.

“That’s it, baby,” he growled as she shuddered around him. He slid his hand up her back, “your cunt fits me like a glove. I might just move in here,” he gritted through his teeth.

“I might f*****g let you,” she moaned as her fingers grabbed the taps above the sink for support as he kept up the vicious pace. “Don’t f*****g stop.”

His grin was visible in the mirror at her comment, and he reached hand up and ran it down his spine, pausing to trace the tattoo on her shoulder before pulling out of her and turning her around.

“Not sure if I like your t**s or ass more,” he grunted as he shoved back into her, lowering his mouth to her naked chest.

She clutched his head to her as he sucked her deep into his mouth. She was leaning backwards on the counter, her ass barely on the edge as he thrust into her again. He might be ruining her for any other man the way he was filling her to overflowing.

“You protected?” he asked suddenly barely breaking his grip on her n****e.

“I get the shot.”

“Good, I’m gonna blow my load. All night you’re going to remember me as it runs down your legs. You keep your f*****g panties off. You don’t dance with anyone else tonight or so help me god when I bring you back to my hotel room later, I’ll f**k every orifice of this body and I won’t be gentle.”

“I have half a mind to dance with everyone here,” she taunted him as he pinched her clit sending pleasure vibrating through her body. She mewled like a wounded kitten as the orgasm swept over her and then he was filling her with his come.

He grabbed her chin and kissed her mouth. She opened her eyes to watch his face as he kissed her with his eyes closed. Sweat ran in rivulets down his forehead and his hair was soaked. He’d worked out hard and she closed her eyes enjoying the sound he made when she clenched her core tight squeezing every last drop from him.

“Change of plans.” He whispered against her lips as he began thrusting again, “round two and then we’re leaving this room and going straight to my room. Hope you’re ready to get f****d until you can’t walk. This might be the best f*****g party my mother ever forced me to attend in my life.” He groaned again, “god damn how is it you fit me so damn tight?”

A pounding on the door made them both groan.

“Stay there,” he pulled out of her dragging his tip against her swollen folds. Her hair fell over her face as she looked down at what he was doing. “We’re not done. Not for a long shot.”

He walked out of the room tucking himself away, not bothering to buckle his belt. Yanking the door shut behind him, impatiently growling at his friend. “What?”

She raced to eavesdrop.

“Your father is looking for you. Apparently, Gil’s kid snuck in, and nobody can find her.”

“Gil’s kid? The little nerdy weirdo? I haven’t seen her in a couple of years. He keeps her hidden from us.”

“Yes. She apparently for a position as a soldier, and he denied it. They’re worried she’s going to try to prove herself by causing s**t. I guess she likes to make chemical explosions or something. They want us to help find her.”

“I wouldn’t know what she looks like.”

“Probably like her mother if there is any justice in the world because if she’s fat and ugly like Gil, she’s going to be hard to marry off.”

Both men laughed and then Cap grunted. “She asked for a job?”

“Yes, and your father told her she could be a server at Skin and that’s it. I guess she’s pissed, and Gil found out she planned on coming here to try to convince them she was capable. He said something about poisoning the water out of spite.”

“Women have no place in this business. I’ll personally make sure she never sets foot on any job, since her antics interrupted a helluva fuck.” He smacked a wall frustratedly. “I’ll ask Gil to marry her off to a possessive prick who locks her down and knocks her up. I’ll make sure her behavior tonight in cockblocking me means she’s married off by the end of the week. No more talk of chicks in the field. Dumb bitch.”

Giada felt her stomach drop at his words. He hadn’t figured out who he was with in the bathroom. She looked around the room nervously and noted the small window overhead. She needed to get out of here before he came back in and figured out who she was. Locking the door so he couldn’t get in right away, she kicked her shoes off and scrambled up the wall shoving the window open and scrambled through it. As the handle and the door shook while he knocked at it, she wriggled frantically and rolled out into the cool night air.

Fuck Cipriano Amato. If she wasn’t going to join them, she’d have to beat him, or die trying.