Sua Farfalla

14- Like a lost puppy

(A/N: Minor s****l content ahead. Read on your own account). 

Jenna's POV:

He was about to snap, I knew that much, so after loosening his death grip on my hand, I quickly stood and went to his side of the desk, sitting on the hard surface and laying my feet on his chair between his legs.

I was now taller than him, so I had to look down to meet his eyes. 

I then grabbed one of his hands and held it tightly against mine so that he could calm down.

"Alonzo, calm down okay? I'll tell you everything".

He visibly relaxed with my words, but still held an expecting gaze, signaling he wasn't gonna let this go any time soon.

"It's silly really, he didn't say or do anything per say, I could have read his actions in an inaccurate way. 

You know what? I think I did, let's just drop this whole thing and go back to talking about the Santi and how you want to kill the-"

My rumbling was interrupted by a soft finger being pressed against my lips, shutting me up completely.

"You owe me an answer, remember farfalla? Now speak before I get the words out of you myself" 

His voice was too low for my mind to process, and his thick accent was making me tingly everywhere. 

I'm a thirsty girl, I admit it, that's why I feel no shame over the next words I muttered against his ear.

"Make me". By the look on his face, I think I f****d up...

He suddenly pushed me hard against him, making me fall from my sitting position on the desk and end up straddling him hard.

His handcuffed hands went over my head and against the desk behind, trapping me between his arms. 

He then pushed the chair nearer to the desk, literally leaving no space between us whatsoever.

His hands were on either side of my hips, drawing random patterns impatiently. 

Looks like he can't control himself so much... maybe a little bit more play time will be fun.

As his hands started to trail up my entire body, touching every single bit of me on their way up, I could see a smirk on his face, as if he thought he had me under his thumb.

'Not at all, honey. Not when it comes to this', I thought to myself.

Deciding to pay him back with the same coin, I set myself to show him just how interesting s**t like this can get when I'm involved.

I let one of my hands trail up his head all the way to the back, grabbing his hair and pulling at it hungrily. 

While doing so, I let my mouth wonder around his jawline, licking and sucking every now and then.

The effect I had on him was obvious, but just as a finishing touch, I decided to pull the big guns out. 

My free hand started to snake down his toned stomach, stopping just over his belt. 

While pulling at it, I neared my mouth to his ear and sexily asked: "Do you still want me to talk, Alonzo?"

I then pulled on his belt even more, earning a restrained expression from him since he couldn't really move his hands because of the handcuffs.

"Wouldn't you rather me do something else, caro?"

(Dear). 

He was literally immobile, as if he'd seen a ghost. 

And I'm pretty sure me speaking Italian was a huge turn on, as his accent is to me. 

I pulled away from him enough to be able to look at his face and had to fight my urge to laugh at what I saw.

My God! He looks like a lost puppy.

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Alonzo's POV:

Holy f**k, she just turned a hundred times hotter than she already was. 

Who would have known? Little delicate farfalla is actually a secretive vixen. 

And she spoke Italian... god, I wanna trash her.

I'm loving it.

She's obviously amused by my reaction and, honestly? I would be too. 

I probably look like a kid who just found out Santa isn't real, only that I'm happy about it, VERY happy.

"You shouldn't underestimate me Alonzo, especially not when it comes to this. I may be random speaking, I may seem childish, I may look innocent, and even though my body is, my mind is on a whole different level", she said while nearing her lips to mine, never once touching them completely.

God damn it, this b***r she's causing is gonna kill me.

"You're lucky I can't really touch you now farfalla, otherwise this little revelation of yours would have ended so differently", I practically groaned out, trying my best to keep my junk in the truck so that I wouldn't make her uncomfortable.

Turns out, I failed miserably. Having a hot girl on top of you, talking dirty and touching you everywhere isn't particularly helpful when facing this hard issue.

"Don't worry about that Alonzo, I made it happen, it's not like I didn't know the consequences my little performance would have on you", she casually said referring to my hard on.

Where the hell did this side personality come from? 

I'm loving it.

"Anyway, as you stated earlier, I do owe you an answer, so an answer I'll give you", she said, faking formality. 

A little hypocritical I'd say, giving she's straddling me while casually sitting on my b***r as if it was normal.

"Honestly Alonzo, he didn't DO anything, he simply gives out a super weird vibe. He stares at me and gets too close. He truly does make me uncomfortable. 

I mean, it doesn't take a genius to figure out what he wants from me, I'm just disgusted by the fact that he's showing it so carelessly and without my consent". She told me briefly, giving out a weird expression as she said it, clearly repulsed by the orangutan and his advances".

"Don't worry farfalla, next time I see him, I'll kill him". I simply stated.

"Alonzo!!" She gasps while slapping my chest lightly.

I was joking of course, I'm the one in prison remember? But I carry on with my vendetta explanation for the fun of it.

"I mean it honey, I'll first tie him up and beat the crap out of him for a while. 

Then I'm gonna chop off his fingers, nose and ears. 

After that, I'll chop off his d**k and make him eat it little by little, although it must me so little it wouldn't take him too long", I chuckled lightly at my own childishness.

"After that, I'll slowly cut his stomach open and let him bleed to de-"

"Stop it you Italian goon!", she shouted amused.

Out of the blue, a hurt expression took over her features before she quietly mumbled. 

"It's not like you could do any of those things anyway... who knows how long you'll stay stuck in here?

Who knows if you'll even get out at all...", she added sadly.

To be honest, I never really thought about going out. Sure my revenge plans were made a long time ago, but I was so angry at everything and everyone that I misbehaved and caused trouble from the first day I got here. 

I did so many f****d up s**t inside this prison, that even my time was enhanced.

But now, for her, I'd behave like a whipped dog. 

For her, I'll be the best inmate ever so that I could get out of this hellhole.