Promised to the Dealer

Chapter 5

Antonella

I couldn't even describe the mix of fear and adrenaline I felt at that moment. I wanted him to stop that motorcycle, but I also didn't want to lose that feeling of freedom that speed brought me. He took me home, and I ran, with all that mix of feelings inside me. I needed to cry and let it all out. I ran up to my room and locked myself in the bathroom. A few minutes later, he knocked on the door. I didn't even respond; I didn't want to talk to him. I heard a strange noise, some grunts. I slowly opened the door, seeing Hell sprawled with his head off the bed, the floor covered in vomit. He was mumbling something I couldn't understand. I approached him, finding him half unconscious.

Antonella- "Hell? Are you okay?" I asked but got no response. I went to the utility room and got a bucket, put in some water with disinfectant, and grabbed some cloths to clean that floor. I went back up, and he remained in the same position. I wet the cloth and started wiping the floor, cleaning all that mess. After everything was clean and smelling nice again, I went back to the utility room and put the cloths in the washing machine. I washed my hands well to get rid of the smell of cleaning products and returned to the room. Now it was the drunk man's turn. I sat on the bed and pulled him, trying to get him to sit up.

Antonella- "Come on Hell, help me to help you, please." -He mumbled something again but cooperated with me by letting his body sit up. I took off his shirt, and he threw himself back on the bed. I couldn't put him in the bathtub with his shorts on, could I? I'd have to take them off. I took off his shorts, leaving him only in his underwear. I know the moment wasn't the best, but I was captivated by that man lying on the bed just in his underwear. I observed every detail, the veins in his arms, the tattoo on his neck, his toned stomach, and that huge bulge in his underwear. I felt my heart skip a beat and lost my breath for a few seconds before regaining my composure.

Antonella- "Come on Hell, I'm going to put you in the bathtub." I began pulling him towards the bathroom. It wasn't easy touching that toned stomach and feeling his arms around my body, supporting himself on me. He got into the bathtub and stayed there, half awake, half asleep. I went back to the room and gathered the clothes from the bed, tidied up the sheets, and returned to the bathroom. I sat on the floor next to the bathtub, looked at my cell phone, and it was already past midnight. I looked at him as he tried to say something.

Hell- "I was afraid." Finally something I could understand.

Antonella- "Of what?" I asked curiously.

Hell- "Of when you would come into my life."

Antonella- "Why?"

Hell- "I think I was afraid of falling in love with you and you not wanting anything to do with me."

Antonella- "Stop talking rubbish." He pulls me by the arm, making me lean against the edge of the bathtub, our faces inches apart.

Hell- "Do you like me?"

Antonella- "You're drunk, you don't know what you're saying." He looks at me for a few seconds and grabs my mouth, I've only kissed once in my life, and the boy disappeared soon after, feeling his mouth devour me brings back that adrenaline rush, at first I didn't know how to react but I let him guide me, a hurried kiss, quick and full of desire, his hands moved to my neck, sending shivers down my spine, I pull away from him, gasping for air, he opens his eyes and stares at me.

Hell- "I want you, I want to make love to you." I feel my face blush, I don't even know what to say.

Antonella- "I'm not going to have s*x with you while you're drunk, it will be my first time, I don't want it to be like this." He looks at me seriously.

Hell- "Then give me a blowjob." I look at him thoughtfully, the words come out of his mouth so easily, I think a million times even to say hi.

Antonella- "I don't know how to do that," I say embarrassed. He gets up from the bathtub and holds my hand.

Hell- "Come, I'll teach you," he says with a mischievous grin, pulling me towards the bed, he sits on the bed and takes off his underwear, letting his large member spring free, I look impressed at the size of it. It wouldn't even fit halfway in my mouth. He stands up, facing me. "Take it," he says in a husky voice, bringing my hand to his member. I hold it, hard as a rock. He guides my hand in a rhythmic motion. "Sit on the bed." I simply obey. Doing as he asked, I sit on the edge of the bed and he comes with that towards me. My heart races. I don't know what I'm going to do. "Open your mouth and take me in." He gets a little closer but...