Moth to Flame

CHAPTER 11.1

As I stood there dumbfounded, a maid led her safely down the stairs and kissed her cheek. I heard Mia say, “Thank you," and then we were alone.

I couldn't think of one single f*****g thing to say. I had heard the term breathtaking, but she was beyond that. I must have worried her because she began to fidget.

"Ethan, what's wrong?"

The only thing I could do was stand there, smiling like a f*****g i***t. Eventually, I got hold of myself and walked over to take her hand. I kissed her on the neck and she sighed. "You look beyond amazing tonight, baby doll. You took my f*****g breath away. I cannot wait to consummate our love."

Of course, she blushed at my heartfelt words. She had no idea how f*****g gorgeous she was, but I had no problem reminding her.

We exited the house and got into our chauffeured car. I could barely keep my hands off of my baby doll, but she didn't want to ruin her hair and makeup. The driver dropped us off in front of the theater before leaving to park. There were lots of couples standing out front talking and s**t. One guy accidentally bumped into my baby doll. He turned around to say sorry, but then gave a double take. I gave him the finger and pulled her along.

I knew the owner of this particular house, so he came out to greet us personally. I introduced him to Mia and practiced my calming skills when he kissed her hand. He led us to my private box. It was the best seat in the house, and I would have her all to myself. Mia's eyes lit up with so much happiness that she looked like she was going to burst.

"This is amazing. Everyone looks gorgeous. I can't wait to show Wyatt and everyone else my pictures." I was so enthralled with her that I hadn't realized she had a small digital camera and was taking photographs.

"None of these fuckers holds a candle to us. We are the best-looking people here tonight." Mia tsked me for being an 'arrogant prick' and continued her exploration.

Soon, a waiter came to serve us champagne while another server brought pastries. I took one of each for Mia and me, not that she needed f*****g sugar. She was bouncing so much that I almost thought she had been possessed by Abigail.

One of my personal bodyguards brought over our opera glasses. I’d had them specially made out of gold and mother of pearl. They were another gift for Mia. I handed her set to her, and she leaned over and kissed me in front of him. He just smiled and moved back to his post.

Sadly, some of the patrons felt the need to come over and mingle before the show. One b***h leaned her whole upper body in my face to shake my hand. It looked like she was attempting to f*****g breastfeed me. Another b***h was handsy and managed to accidentally brush her fingers against my d**k.

To my surprise, my baby doll was leaning over and giving them the stink eye. I pulled her closer to me and kissed her, because my Mia getting all jealous was f*****g hot.

It was too bad the men didn't learn from those bitches. They were like f*****g hyenas trying to slobber over Mia's hand. She hadn't removed her long opera gloves, thank god, so she didn't have to be contaminated with their s**t.

I turned for a minute to give a command to one of my bodyguards. Before I could finish, I heard a shriek and turned around to see some fucker with Mia in his arms kissing her neck. I pulled her roughly from him and handed her to the guard.

Then, I kicked the bastard in the balls and ribs and spat on him. He was begging in Italian but I wasn't f*****g listening. His friends were speaking English and trying to get me to let him go. I felt the hand of my guard on my back. He bent down to pick up the fucker and took him outside. I barked a harsh order that no one was to f*****g touch us for the rest of the night and had the box secured from visitors.

When I turned around, Mia looked f*****g stunned. I reached for her, but she backed away. "That was too much, Ethan. You seriously hurt him. He was drunk. I'm sure he meant me no harm. You're too violent."

I was still pissed off at that asshole, but I wasn't about to let her stand there and defend him. "You are naive as f**k. You really think I was going to sit back and let him touch my f*****g property in my face. I don't think so."

She looked devastated. Then, she did the last thing I expected: she f*****g slapped me. I was stunned.

"You bastard! You think you can just dress me up and parade me around with all these fancy baubles and then put me on a shelf. I am not your damned property. I'm your girlfriend, and I'm not naïve. I just happen to have a heart, which obviously you don't when it comes to others." She stood up and moved to the last chair in the box, ignoring my pathetic ass.

I was such a dumb f**k; no wonder I needed therapy. I had ruined her night by making a scene when I could have dealt with it discreetly. She was right. Clearly, that man hadn't been a real threat. I could have just pulled him off of her, but no, I had to send the poor fucker to the hospital. I wasn't used to feeling this s**t. I had never felt remorse for the s**t I'd done. My baby doll was f*****g changing me whether I wanted to be changed or not.

I sat there sulking while Act One started. Knowing my luck, I had lost any chance I had of deflowering her. I wouldn't be surprised if she demanded to go back home after the f*****g play. I seriously needed a f*****g drink, something stronger than the bubbly s**t.

By the time intermission rolled around, I had decided to try to make amends. I called my guard over and asked him to do me a favor. I took out my checkbook and wrote a check for ten thousand dollars and told him to deliver it to the guy and to make sure his hospital bill was paid. I didn't know how to say sorry; but in my experience everyone liked money, so I went with what I knew. When I glanced over, I saw that Mia had been listening. She smiled at me softly and mouthed 'I love you,' before gathering her skirts and coming to sit in my lap.

"Baby doll, I'm so sorry. When it comes to you, I feel very protective. I need you to keep my ass in line and call me on my bullshit. I am working on my weaknesses in therapy, but it takes time. Please don't go home early just because I was a stupid motherfucker."

She kissed the corner of my mouth. "Of course I don't want to go home. I love you, and tonight we will make love. I guess I just overreacted because I hate to see the weak get beaten by the mighty. Next time, take a minute to think about what you're going to do before you do it. All is forgiven."

We spent the rest of the intermission kissing and feeding each other petite fours.

During the opera, Mia was curled next to me. She started sobbing in the last act, so I held her closer and mumbled sweet words in her ear. I had read the story and seen it, so I knew what was going to f*****g happen. The instruments were beautiful, but I didn't care about the plot.

The show ended with everyone giving a standing ovation. After our guard declared it safe, Mia and I went outside to the car. Then, we were driven to one of my favorite restaurants to eat.

I had specifically chosen a meal filled with aphrodisiacs. This was not lost on Mia as she swallowed an oyster. "Ethan, are you hoping to get lucky tonight?" She f*****g winked at me and continued eating.

I for one, didn't need any help to be in the mood, but I was f*****g starving. Mia's cooking was what I wished for, but it would've been an asshole move to ask her to cook while on vacation. I watched as she slowly swirled a strawberry in her chocolate fondue. When she put the strawberry in her mouth, I almost had a heart attack.

"f**k, baby doll. You're too damn sexy." She just smiled and continued eating.

It was the perfect night to test my therapy skills, because there were so many fuckers eying her that I wanted to pull out an Uzi and do a mass execution. Some dark-haired motherfucker two tables away had been looking at her like she was water in the desert. I ignored them all and focused on my goddess.

After dinner, we walked a little in downtown Florence. My guards were close without hovering so we would be safe. I bought Mia some things she admired along the way. She insisted on paying me back, but I would never let her. She made sure to get gifts for everyone; leave it to my baby doll to think of others during her trip.

The full moon cast shadows on the streets. Mia 'oohed' and 'ahhed' at every f*****g thing. It was wonderful to see the city I often visited through new eyes. She was glorious and made me feel different.

It was starting to get a little chilly, so I reached down and put my jacket over Mia's dress. She paused long enough to kiss me before pulling out her camera and taking more pictures. I was the typical p***y-whipped motherfucker, holding her shopping bags and her clutch. Suddenly, she stopped at a cart to get a little Italian fig cake, which I was all for because figs were another passionate food.

When I was sure she had seen everything, I led her to our waiting car. She protested at first but stopped when she saw my face. I was in f*****g agony. Not only was my d**k hard as diamond, but my legs were also f*****g killing me.

Mia leaned over to kiss me. "Come on, old man, let's get you home." I raised all her skirts until I found her panty-covered p***y. I put my thumb over her c**t and pressed hard. She let out a moan.

"I'm not that old, gorgeous." For the rest of the trip, we laughed and teased each other.

When we got back to the villa, we practically ran from the car. The house was empty per my orders. Everything was just as clean as always. I took Mia's hand and led her upstairs.

"Wait here, baby doll. I'll be right back,"I said.

I went to take off my suit, leaving me in my black silk boxers. I put my matching robe on over it. When I returned to the bedroom, Mia was reaching behind her back, trying to unzip her dress.

"Let me, sweetheart, " I said, pulling the zipper down and earning a deep moan from Mia. She stood still while I removed her bra and panties.

"Feels so good, Ethan." I could see the arousal between her thighs.

I quickly turned around so I could take off her necklace. Being careful not to drop it, I sat it in a glass jewelry case. Thankfully, it was insured. After that, I went to the bathroom to run her a bath. I put lots of the wildflower crystals in the tub as well as her strawberry-scented bubble bath. I lit candles all around the room until it was bathed in a soft glow.

Next, I went back into the room to get Mia. She was sitting on a chair in the corner looking out the balcony windows. She had unplaited her hair so that it hung down her back. I walked over and picked her up.

"Tonight is all about you, Mia. We're going to do everything that makes you feel good. If you ever feel uncomfortable and want to stop, we can. There's no pressure."

She hummed a song from the opera while I carried her to the tub.

After taking off my robe, I set Mia down in the Jacuzzi. She whined when she realized I wasn't joining her. I wanted to hop in, but I knew that if I got in now I would f**k her in the tub and never finish the night the way I'd planned.

Slowly, I began to kiss her while my fingers found her sopping core. She was moaning and thrashing in the water, getting me wet in the process. She came so violently and quickly that it shocked her.

"Christ, Ethan! Those aphrodisiacs must really work."

I chuckled and continued bathing her.

She was so f*****g beautiful in the soft candlelight. I used gentle touches and I even washed her hair. She loved it when I massaged her scalp. She stood so that I could rinse her off with the shower head. Seeing my baby doll f*****g wet and nude almost made my control slip.

I lifted her out of the tub and dried her off with a thick fluffy towel. She purred the whole time. Then, I carried her into the adjoining room. A massage table and the oils she bought had been set up on a table.

"Ooohh, Ethan. Are you going to give me a rub down? This really is the best night of my life." I kissed her forehead and laid her down on her stomach.

I had once taken a massage therapy class, because in my world there were a lot of fights, and it was good to know how to work out kinks and alleviate pain. I plugged in the Hitachi Magic Wand I’d bought during our jaunt to the pleasure shop. I had been so f*****g impressed that my innocent baby doll had even wanted to go to that shop - lots of the items we'd bought were going to be used on our vacation.

Mia turned around at the whirring sound of the vibrator. "What's that?" she asked nervously.

"Just a massager, baby doll, to assist my hands in making you feel good." She nodded her head and turned back around.

I turned off the wand so I could oil her up. I used some of the apricot kernel oil she had picked out. I started at her shoulders. She was f*****g tense so I had to use pressure to unclench her muscles. She began alternating between sighs, purrs, and moans. By the time I got to the middle of her back she was humping the f*****g table. I kissed the small of her back and continued.

Because I'm an ass man, I took extra time to knead and massage her buttocks. I worked out all the kinks in her legs and then massaged the back of her heels. My baby doll was blissed out by the time I finished her back.

When I turned her over, she had a dopey grin on her face. Her eyes were unfocused and she was staring at my chest and licking her lips. I leaned down to nibble on a n****e and she grabbed my head.

"There will be plenty of time later. Let's finish your massage first." She just stared at me dumbly.

I rubbed the front of her shoulders, working down to her n*****s, which I sucked and nipped on until she cried out. I continued to massage her flat creamy stomach, keeping the pressure light. I kneaded my fingers into her upper thighs, working the muscles until they were pliant.

Minutes later, I plugged in the Hitachi again and redid all the parts using the machine. Mia's moans grew louder. I put the tip of the Magic Wand on Mia's c**t and she f*****g screamed as she came. I had to hold her down as she rode her orgasm.

Because I was eager to taste her sweet p***y, I leaned down and licked her until she came again. I inserted one of the Hitachi's attachments inside of her, as far as it would go, to open her up a little. She was bucking and gripping the table.

I decided that now was the time, so I picked Mia up and laid her down on the silk sheets. Her eyes were still unfocused and she was shaking a little. I lay down next to her and we began to kiss. I took her bottom lip in my mouth and sucked on it until she gave me her tongue. Our bodies were eager to connect as we clutched at each other.

I kissed Mia's body, flicking her belly button with my tongue. I continued laying open-mouthed kisses on her skin until I reached her molten center. She was so wet that my fingers slid in easily. I finger f****d her hard, glorying in the rough groans her sweet mouth was emitting. I felt her walls clench as she came yet again. Feeling great, I climbed back up her body and kissed her passionately. She barely moved because she was still riding her last big O.

"Baby doll, I need you now. I'm going to try not to hurt you. I love you."

She just nodded her head and kissed me deeply.

I reached down to align my c**k with Mia's p***y. Tentatively, I pushed the tip in and almost died from the pleasure. Holy-motherfucking-christ! Just putting that small portion inside was setting me on fire. I had never been so worked up over s*x in my life. I inhaled and exhaled a few times to calm down.

"Ethan," I heard Mia's raspy voice call out. "I need you, too."

Her demand gave me all the reassurance I required. I started pushing my c**k in slowly. With every inch, I heard bells ringing in my head. I had never believed in that s**t before, but I sure as hell believe it now.

When I reached her barrier, I felt her stiffen up. I rubbed circles over her c**t and started sucking and licking her neck. She moaned loudly, pulling my hair in the process.

"Wrap your legs around me, baby doll." She complied.

Finally, I plunged inside and broke her hymen. She screamed, "f**k, Ethan!"

I stopped all rational thought. My baby doll never used that f*****g word. Her exclamation went straight to my c**k, and I began to thrust in earnest. I slammed into her hard, harder than I should have, considering it was her first time.

I was f*****g possessed, chanting over and over again, "I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you."

This wasn't s*x. Hell, this wasn't even making love - what we were engaged in was a goddamned religious experience. With every thrust of my c**k, I felt my soul being cleansed of my sins.

I pounded into Mia's extremely tight p***y relentlessly. She was making sounds I had never heard her make before and using all kinds of profanity.

"s**t. f**k me harder. Deeper Ethan!" I was so lost in my own pleasure that I barely registered half of what she said.

"Ahhhh, I'm going to come." I felt her muscles clench as she found her release.

Unfortunately, I couldn't stop. I lifted my baby doll's body off the bed and pounded into her harder. I mumbled and thrust like a madman. I was addicted, and this was my motherfucking fix. I gripped her hips and she scratched her nails down my back. The headboard and the walls were shaking with the force of my movements.

"f**k. f**k. f**k. f**k," I yelled because that was the only word left in my addled brain.

Soon, I heard a noise that sounded like it belonged on Animal Planet. I was curious where it came from before I recognized it was me. I was f*****g growling and grunting like a goddamned primate. I wanted to die in that moment because nothing was ever going to feel as good as being inside Mia.

I vaguely registered her screaming as she came again. Her arms fell from my shoulders and her body went limp. I pressed her body deep into the bed and continued thrusting. Part of my brain was telling me I was f*****g hurting her, but I wasn't listening.

I continued to slide my d**k in and out of her slick folds while kissing her with such ferocity her lips started to bleed. The blood only spurred me on more. I licked it off her lips, sticking my tongue inside every crevice of her sweet mouth.

I raised her right leg up, holding the ankle with my hand. At this angle, she became even tighter and I slid my throbbing c**k in and out over again. I couldn't even say 'f**k' anymore; all I could do was grunt like a pig.

Somewhere in my primitive mind, I realized Mia wasn't f*****g moving. I kept thrusting, not wanting to lose the high I was on. Cocaine, heroin, and meth couldn't get me this f*****g high, and I'd tried them all.

Mewling, I bit down on Mia's shoulder, drawing blood. At the same time, my c**k went deep in her inner walls and I felt myself start to come. She screamed over and over again, but her sounds were barely heard over my hissing and snarling. I shot load after load after load of hot um in to her tight p***y before bonelessly collapsing on top of her.

We must have both passed out. When I came to, I was still crushing her with my weight. "f**k. I'm sorry, baby doll."

She was still f*****g knocked out and didn't answer. I looked down at her to make sure she was still f*****g breathing. I had planned all this s**t; yet when the time came, I had taken her like a f*****g john takes a w***e. She was probably in so much pain her body was sleeping so it could heal. I suddenly felt like throwing up.

I looked around the room and noticed it looked like a goddamned tornado had torn through it. I vaguely remembered tearing into pillows and throwing them around. The sheets and comforter were on the floor. They had fingernail marks marring the perfect silk. There was a dent in the wall where the brass headboard had hit it repeatedly. No matter how hard I tried, all I ever caused was f*****g destruction.

Finally, I worked up the nerve to look down at the only woman I ever loved. My baby doll's porcelain skin was covered in bluish purple bruises. She looked like she had been in a goddamned car accident. Her shoulder was still bleeding a little where my teeth marks went deep in the skin. Her lovely neck looked like it had been mauled by a f*****g lion. We’d often joked about me leaving love bites on her, but that was just f*****g sick. There couldn't have been love in that s**t. Grimacing, I looked away with disgust.

I had always so worried about someone else hurting her, when I was the motherfucking monster. I pulled the sheet further down, taking in every injury. There were f*****g scratch marks on her upper thighs and pelvic bone. I didn't deserve to live after this s**t. There was no way I could face her again. My eyes caught the lines of blood between her thighs, and I dry heaved.

She had given me the most precious gift a woman had to give, and I'd f*****g hurt her. I looked down at my d**k to see there was blood on it, too. I ran to the bathroom and got a basin, filling it with warm water. Then, I grabbed a rag and took everything to the bedroom.

Mia still hadn't stirred. She wasn't even mumbling in her sleep, which told me how f*****g out of it she had to be. I cleaned off the blood on her neck and in between her legs. I winced when I saw my demon seed mixed with her pure blood. She whimpered a little, which broke what was left of my f*****g heart.

I covered her back up and went to the bathroom to shower. I stayed there a long time thinking about what I'd just done. I knew I was f****d up.I should have stayed away from my baby doll, but I'd honestly thought I could change. Seeing how I had utterly abused her innocent body showed me that, no matter my intention, I was still a f*****g animal.

I pulled on a pair of boxers and went to the adjoining room to sleep. I hoped Mia would wake up and come in there to kick my ass. I completely deserved it after doing that s**t to her. Eleanor had always taught me that violence against women was wrong, so I had no excuse.

For the first time in a long time, I had nightmares. One began with Eleanor and the rest of my family looking at me with anger and contempt in their eyes. I followed their gaze to see my baby doll in a f*****g casket. They began chanting, "It's all your fault."

I ran over and dropped to my knees, not believing my reason to live was gone. There lay Mia, as beautiful as ever, with her eyes closed for all eternity. Suddenly, her clothes disappeared and I saw her body the way it looked after I’d f****d her. There was also a gunshot through her heart. She opened her dead brown eyes and looked at me.

"How could you, Ethan? You promised."

I woke up with a start. There in the doorway stood the real Mia. Her hair was a tangled mess hanging down her bruised back. She was clutching a sheet to her chest and there were tears running down her cheeks. I tried to walk over to her, but my legs wouldn't work.

"You promised." Her voice sounded broken as she limped away.

I couldn't follow because she had taken my soul with her. It was only right that the f*****g devil should burn in hell for ruining an angel.