Penalty of the Heart

CHAP 12

CHAPTER 12: Love

As the elevator closed, silence crept in. Savannah still feels awkward around Lorenzo, she kept her eyes down on the floor.

"Right! What floor are we going to? You haven't pressed any number?", Lorenzo said breaking the silence.

"Ah! S-Sorry!", she shyly said. "If I remember it right... Hmmm... I think she went to the top floor.", she recalled. "But how do we get there? The button only stops at 12, I'm pretty sure she stopped at the 13th floor and there seems to be no button for it though."

"Top floor, huh?"

Lorenzo pressed his finger at a space right below the buttons and a small compact keyboard appeared, and he entered the code. He leaned on the wall and set his eyes, carefully observing her. Her lips are so perfect that he wants to kiss them, but he is holding himself. He shook his head to clear his head from the temptation but then as he looked at her again, she looked quite flushed, her eyes looked sleepy and her body swayed slightly.

"F*ck! Is she drunk?", he thought. "She mentioned that she drank a lot earlier! Is this a chance for me? No! No! You bastard, control yourself! But-", he looked at her seductive body and swallowed his saliva. He keeps battling his inner consciousness to stay perfectly in control, but his urges are being pushed to their limits.

Savannah felt his eyes on her, an intense, burning gaze that made her shift uncomfortably. Her cheeks were flushed, her body buzzing with nervous energy. She could feel the tension radiating from him—an energy that had her heart racing.

“Savannah,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. She glanced up, and he took a step closer, pinning her with that smoldering gaze. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?”

Her breath caught, her eyes widening as he reached up, gently tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. His fingers lingered, grazing her cheek, sending an electric current through her skin.

“I don’t know what it is about you…” he continued, his tone growing deeper, more intense. “But since the moment we met, I can’t get you out of my head. You’re all I think about.”

She swallowed hard, unable to look away from his eyes, which held an unspoken promise, a hunger that made her pulse race. “L-Lorenzo…”

He stepped closer, his body brushing against hers, trapping her against the elevator wall. His hand moved to her chin, tilting her face up to meet his gaze fully. “I’ve tried to fight it, Savannah,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire. “But I don’t think I can hold back any longer.”

He leaned in, his lips hovering just a breath away from hers. She could feel his warm breath against her skin, her body reacting to the proximity, her heart pounding so hard she thought he might hear it.

“I want you,” he whispered, his voice like a dark, seductive promise. “And I think you feel it too.”

Savannah’s breath hitched, her lips parting slightly as her own desire flared, matching the fire in his eyes. Every inch of her skin felt alive, attuned to his every move, every breath.

In one swift movement, he closed the gap, his lips capturing hers in a kiss that was intense, hungry, and all-consuming. His hands moved to her waist, pulling her close, pressing her against him as he deepened the kiss. She felt herself melting into him, her own hands moving up to his shoulders, feeling the strength beneath his shirt as she surrendered to the undeniable pull between them. But as his kiss deepened, her instincts flared. She placed her hands on his chest, resisting, trying to push him back.

“L-Lorenzo…” she managed, pulling her face to the side, her cheeks flushed. “This… this doesn’t feel right,” she stammered, her voice shaky as she searched his eyes, hoping he’d understand her hesitation but he couldn't fight his urge anymore and grabbed Savannah's wrist. He stopped the elevator to the eighth floor and dragged her.

“W-what are you doing Lorenzo? Ouch! your grip hurts!”, she protested, wondering why she is suddenly being pulled.

He didn’t say anything and continued to pull her. Her protest is not reaching his ears but instead her whimpers are turning him more into a lustful creature.

He tapped a card on the door and opened the room, shoving her impatiently inside. She landed pretty hard on the carpeted floor.

"Ouch! What's wrong with you? Are you---", she was alarmed when he began to undress.

She immediately covered her eyes, having no intention of looking at his body.

He slowly closed the gap between them.

"P-Please stop!...."

He let out his huge hard c**k from his tight trousers making Savannah squeal.

"That was a nice scream, love. It turns me on. I'd love to hear it again when we f**k later."

Lorenzo grabbed her hands preventing her from covering her eyes.

"Look at me Savannah! Don't be shy!", he huskily whispered in her ears.

On closer look, Savannah was impressed by his toned muscular body. His muscular arms, his pectoral muscles is so full that can be compared to a wrestler's, his hard eight pack of abs packed like buns, his thigh muscles are very solid even from the look she could tell that his legs have received intense training, not much fat could be seen from his body almost like the perfect Adonis.

Her admiration of his body stopped when she realized they were too close to each other, their bodies almost touching. She felt more agitated, her breathing was heavy and her heart was beating so fast.

Before she could move an inch behind Lorenzo suddenly lunged at her and they both landed on the floor. He hungrily captured her lips, his tongue entered her mouth finally tasting her as he undressed her, exposing her beautiful body.

"NOOO....!"

Savannah embraced her legs from embarrassment. Her smooth pale skin, plump breast that could fit perfectly in Lorenzo's grasp, with her red pinkish n*ppl*s, and her exposed pink p***y without any hair. She looks incredibly er*t*c and beautiful like a pearl freshly opened from its shell but...

"She looks skinny", he thought, his first impression of her body after undressing her. "Has she been eating properly?! She's skinnier than any model that I have ever bedded. No wonder I easily dragged her earlier. I think I might break her like a stick later on!"

Despite her skinny condition, Lorenzo couldn't stop himself from lusting over Savannah.

"But before we make love, I need to prepare you so that you will be able to take my c**k wholely."

He forcefully grabbed her hands that covered her body and inserted his two fingers in her v*g*n* without warning. He felt her tightness.

"F**k! So tight!", he muttered.

He started to slide his fingers in and out until she became wet. Moans began to slip out from her lips. Hearing her moans made his c**k stir in *r*ction. He liked it. He liked it so much that he can't wait for her c*m and f**k her instead. He patiently calmed himself down. He continued finger-f**king her until she came.

Lorenzo couldn't control himself anymore after hearing her soft seductive moans from his fingering. He carried her and threw her to bed.

"NOOO...!", she screamed. In relief, the soft bed cushioned her fall.

"Please!.... Stop this! Don't do this! I beg you Lorenzo!", she pleaded earnestly as he joined her to bed closing their distance.

He caressed her face.

"Don't worry I'll make sure you enjoy yourself to the fullest", he whispered in her ears, as his hot breath softly pierced her skin.

Savannah gulped in horror from his words. There is no stopping him at all, pleas are useless to him.

"NNOOO---...!", she was about to scream again but Lorenzo shut her with a sudden deep kiss. He entered her mouth easily, his tongue playing with hers wildly cutting her supply of oxygen.

She tries to push him to break the kiss but he wouldn't budge. After the long wild kiss, he finally stopped, and her head flopped on the bed. Her chest heaving as she panted for air. He stood up and picked his necktie on the floor. Lorenzo got hold of her hands and tied them up to the headboard.

He spread her legs and positioned himself to her entrance. In a sudden, he plunged the tip inside making her whimper. An intense electric feeling surges all over his body, he can't fully describe what he is feeling but he can't get enough of her.

"You're so f*cking tight, my c**k won't go in." He forcefully pushed his c**k until all of it is inside. The forceful penetration made the poor girl burst in tears as she clenched her teeth in pain.

"Is something wrong, baby?", he asked slowing down his thrust. He licked her tears and pulled his c**k to soothe her from the intense f**king. Then he noticed blood flowing out of her staining the white sheet.

"F**K!", he cursed in his mind. "She's a virgin. I thought she was tight just because of my size but... SH*T!"

He is too shocked by his discovery. He smiled and laughed at himself. He was glad, so glad that she was his first. It made him hornier and happy at that very moment.

"N-No... I-I beg you, I can't take it anymore!", she sobbed pleading for him to stop as he began to insert himself again in her hole.

"Baby, I can't do that. Knowing that I was your first makes me ask for more."

He f**ked virgins before, he loved their tightness but they can't be compared to her at all, he wants more and more from her. He can't stop himself from thrusting at full speed. He can't get enough of her. Her tightness, her beautiful body, everything about her making him crazy.

He keeps on thrusting hitting her w*mb's entrance many times. He made sure that his whole c**k was buried deep inside her.

Cries turned into moans, panting could be heard, love bites painted all over her body, and his c**k was still buried inside her with no intention of pulling it out. Savannah already passed out from exhaustion but Lorenzo is still active and is fully savoring her. He kept on f**king till the sun came.