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CHAPTER 4

AVA MILLER

The corridor he guides me through is shrouded in darkness, but seconds later, a red light bursts forth, flooding the space with a vivid, fiery hue.

I look around, noticing several doors lining the illuminated corridor, each hiding its own secrets and mysteries.

When the man turns to me, I see his face for the first time that night.

A sigh escapes my lips as I take in his stunning beauty. His short, dark hair frames an angular face, accentuating the intensity of his penetrating blue eyes.

A carefully trimmed beard outlines his thin lips, adding an air of masculinity and mystery to his countenance.

I can't help but notice a prominent tattoo on his chest, visible through the first few buttons of his black dress shirt.

As he opens one of the doors and invites me in, I blink, momentarily stunned by his magnetic presence. I feel captivated by the aura of mystery and danger that surrounds him, intrigued by the sense of adventure he represents. I realize he's the most handsome man I've ever seen, an irresistible combination of charm and enigma that leaves me breathless.

With my heart pounding in my chest, I gather my courage and follow the man into the room, ready to discover what else this unexpected encounter holds for me.

I feel like an adventurer, exploring unknown territories and surrendering to the whims of fate.

As I enter the room, I feel a wave of anticipation run down my spine, every sense heightened, every fiber of my being vibrating with the promise of new discoveries. I allow myself to dive deeper into that seductive and enigmatic world, surrendering to the unknown with a mix of excitement and determination.

I observe the room in front of me, amazed and intrigued by the sight before my eyes.

The environment is filled with objects reminiscent of the BDSM world.

A large X adorns the corner of the room, while various types of whips hang from the walls, each representing a promise of pleasure and pain.

A bed with red silk sheets stands out in the center of the space, inviting and tempting. Several drawers line the walls, hiding secrets and possibilities that leave me curious about what they might contain.

With hesitant steps, I enter the room, my curiosity overcoming any hesitation. As I explore the environment, the mysterious man remains near the door, watching me with silent interest. I shiver as I encounter so many novelties, realizing that I'm about to dive into a world completely unknown to me until then.

When I turn to him, I find him looking at me with an intensity that makes me tremble.

He approaches, and I notice the height difference between us, which only adds to the sensation of vulnerability and excitement.

"Is this what you want?"

With a lump in my throat, I affirmatively respond, determined to explore the unknown.

"Yes."

"Have you ever done anything like anything in this room? Have you ever fucked with your arms tied, have you ever been sexually punished?"

"No, I've never done anything beyond basic sex."

He nods understandingly, recognizing the importance of starting from the basics, not to scare me.

"Then we need to go slow, but I need you to be comfortable; let's start slowly, but this needs to be built on trust.

"I'm comfortable, and I want this. Do we require a safe word?", I ask, biting my lips after reading so many books and watching movies about BDSM.

"Not tonight, my intention isn't to cause you pain on your first time, just pleasure."

"What's your name?", I whisper, and he doesn't hesitate to tell me.

"Pietro. And what's your name, little seductress?", he whispers, touching my face.

"Ava."

"Well, I'm dying to kiss your mouth right now, Ava. Will you let me do that?", he asks, and I nod my head.

I close my eyes as I feel Pietro's lips meet mine.

A sigh escapes my lips as his kiss begins, and soon I realize it's unlike any other.

It's not slow and gentle; it's hot and full of desire, an intensity that leaves me breathless. Instinctively, I let out a moan against his lips, surprised by the overwhelming passion I feel.

I've never been kissed like this before, and every movement of Pietro's lips is an exciting discovery.

He continues to kiss me fervently, and I place my hands on his shoulders, feeling eager for more.

His hands glide down my body, exploring every curve, until they find the outline of my buttocks.

A shiver runs down my spine at his touch, and I lean into him, wishing for more of this electrifying connection.

The kiss intensifies even more, and I surrender completely to this explosion of emotions.

I don't want it to end; I want to lose myself at this moment of overwhelming passion. Suddenly, I feel a swift movement, and when I open my eyes, I realize Pietro has turned my body, leaving me with my back to him.

I close my eyes again, feeling his lips sliding down my neck, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body.

My breathing becomes heavier as excitement grows, each of his touches increasing my longing for more. His hands move up my body, reaching the breasts covered by my black dress.

A moan escapes my lips when I feel his hands on my breasts, and I shiver with the contact.

The sensation is electric, hot, and delicious, and I press myself against him, wishing to merge completely with him. I'm enveloped in a fog of pleasure, unable to think of anything else but his touch and taste.

I can feel the insides of my thighs getting completely wet; I'm so aroused at this moment, and I don't know what this man is doing to me.

He's still a stranger to me; I still can't believe that I'm wanting sex with a man I've known for less than 20 minutes.

Oh my god.

But we only live once in life, and I'm allowing myself to live the greatest adventure of my life.

I slowly open my eyes, feeling a shiver run down my spine as Pietro's hands begin to slide over my body.

A moan escapes my lips as his fingers find the softness of my thighs, awakening intense sensations within me. I look down and see the black fabric of my dress being lifted by his hands, revealing the delicate lace of my panties

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