In Love With The Heir Who Should Kill Me

Episode4:Caught

“I never imagined this,” he murmured against her skin.

Lana wondered if that was a good thing. Why had he never let himself imagine being with Bianca, his fiancée?

She was soon distracted from her thoughts by his hand cupping her breast through the silk lingerie, his thumb circling her n****e until it was hard as a pebble.

Lana whimpered helplessly, arching into his touch against her will. She couldn’t believe her body was reacting like this. Was this what it felt like to be wanted? And to want someone?

“I want to taste you,” he whispered in her ear, making her shiver. “Every inch of you. You smell so f*****g good.”

His words made her stomach tighten. She was supposed to be the one seducing him, but she was pretty sure he was seducing her now.

His mouth found its way to her breast, nibbling, sucking on her n****e. Now she was making sounds that she didn’t recognize. Lana’s hands gripped his shoulders for dear life. It felt so intense that she didn’t know whether to push him away or pull him closer.

Then suddenly, he was flipping her onto her back, making her gasp again. Then he pinned her wrists above her head with one hand while his other slipped down, trailing over her stomach and her hips.

For someone, who was supposed to be drunk, he had a lot of energy.

“You’re so f*****g soft,” he muttered. “You’ve been hiding this from me.”

Stefano was definitely in charge now, and Lana felt helpless to resist him.

His fingers found the waistband of her panties and dragged them down almost impatiently. Lana squeezed her eyes shut, the panic beginning to build. This was really happening. But she didn’t stop him.

“You’re wet already,” she heard him groan as his fingers dipped between her thighs. “Is that for me?”

She let out a shaky breath. “Yes,” she whispered, surprised by how much that was true. And who could blame her? Stefano was a very sexy looking man. Any woman with a pulse would be attracted to him.

What was crazy to her was the fact that she could be attracted to this man that she hated.

Without any warning, his lips crashed onto hers right then. A very hungry and demanding kiss. His tongue was in her mouth and she moaned against him, overwhelmed by the taste of whiskey on his surprisingly soft lips.

The kiss felt amazing. Like she was walking on air or something. She could kiss him like this forever. And not that she had much experience to work with, but she was pretty sure he was an amazing kisser.

When he slid between her legs, positioning himself at her entrance, Lana froze.

Stefano sensed that and pulled back just enough to look into her eyes. “You alright?” he asked.

She hesitated, then nodded once. She couldn’t back out now. She wouldn’t. She was out of her mind with panic, but she needed to see this through.

The first thrust made her cry out. It was a sharp, burning pain she hadn’t been prepared for. Her fingers clawed at his back as she tried to breathe through it. And the fact that his c**k was so freaking big wasn’t helping.

Stefano paused. “f**k… Bianca… you’re—” He looked down at her. “You’re tight as hell.”

Lana whimpered, tears prickling her eyes. “Just… go slow,” she whispered.

His voice was thick with desire. “You’ve been saving this for me, haven’t you?”

Lana didn’t answer. She was still trying to get used to him inside her.

He moved slowly at first, giving her time to adjust to his size. The pain faded gradually. Then he quickened his pace, and the pain was gone now, replaced by hot pleasure.

Stefano grunted as he thrust deeper inside her. “f**k, you feel so f*****g good,” he growled.

Lana couldn’t believe the sounds coming from her mouth. The moans and gasps. She wasn’t supposed to be enjoying this. But she did. She really did. And she was drowning in all this. The feel of his hands against her skin as he held her in place to f**k her, his tight groans that sounded like he was losing control, the amazing feeling that spread through her body right to her toes.

Everything just felt right.

“You like that?” he asked roughly as he slammed into her harder now. “You like being f****d by me, don’t you?”

She could only nod because she was too overwhelmed to speak.

He grabbed her hips, pulling her closer to angle himself deeper. “Say it,” he demanded. “Say you like how good I f**k you.”

“I…” Her voice caught on another moan. “I like it. I… I like the way you feel.” And she wasn’t even lying.

“Damn right you do.” He leaned down, licking and nibbling at her neck. “Your body wants me.”

His thrusts were so fast now, and she was lost in the sensation. She was so close to something she didn’t even understand.

“Come for me,” he growled. “Let me feel you lose control baby.”

Baby? Him calling her baby felt heavenly.

She obediently cried out as her climax tore through her. Stefano cursed and followed with a growl, his hips jerking as he came.

He collapsed on top of her, breathless and panting.

For a long moment, the room was silent except for the sound of their heavy breathing.

Then Stefano spoke. “That was… different.”

Lana’s heart thudded in her chest. She just prayed he still hadn’t realized she wasn’t Bianca. Even though there was no way for him to know just based on the s*x, since he and Bianca had never actually had s*x before.

“In a good way?” she asked in a shaky voice.

He turned to her slowly, brushing her hair from her face. “Yeah.” Then a strange look came across his face. “Who are you?”

Lana froze.

This was it. He had caught her.

So much for Stefano not suspecting a thing.