Pain and Pleasure by Callie Vincent

5

Esmeralda

It'smorning and thanks to both Ricky and the bourbon, I was able to sleep just fine.

It's Sunday and my online classes start tomorrow as well as Ricky's internship. He meets with Marianne this evening at dinner. Sergio woke us both up to inform us. I stretch like a cat and decide to make my first move with Dante this morning. I've never played the role of a seductress, but with Ricky's guidance last night, I feel empowered enough to try.

I brush out my red hair and stare at myself in the mirror, I miss my normal hair color even though this one is pretty. I find a curling iron under the sink and begin rolling loose, bouncy curls in my hair, and apply a small, natural amount of makeup to my face.

Once I'm done in the bathroom, I make my way towards the closet and search for something to wear. Ricky decided to organize my closet by designer last night and although he was unable to finish, I can find things a little better now. I'm slowly learning about fashion a little more than I expected, but I find that I like it.

Ricky mentioned that he wanted to swim before I helped Javier make dinner today, so I slip a small, red bikini on first before I dress in a short, tan bodycon dress that stops mid-thigh. It outlines every curve on my body and makes me feel womanly.

I give myself a once-over in the mirror and spray on some expensive, vanilla smelling perfume before I head out the door. I stop at Ricky's room that's to the right of the staircase on the main floor, letting him know I'll be ready in twenty minutes before I walk in the direction of Dante's quarters.

I knock on his office door and step inside before he responds. He looks up from a stack of files on his desk. He's still in the same outfit from last night and I wonder if he's slept at all in the last few days.

"Good morning, Esmeralda. You look stunning, I'm assuming you slept well?" His voice is low and scratchy, his eyes never leaving my body.

I give myself one last needed confidence boost before I walk over to his desk, pushing the files off and out of his way before crawling to sit on top of it, my legs spread slightly so he can get an eyeful of my bikini.

His jaw clenches and his eyes widen, the amber glow illuminating them. I lean forward and they travel to my breasts.

"We can entertain our attraction while I'm here, but I will not bare myself to you, Dante. I'll fuck you as I please, but I won't give you my heart. And in return, you will give me the answers I deserve."

Before he can answer, I grab his face and kiss his full lips, licking and biting at them before releasing him and hopping off his desk. I leave his office and don't look back at him when I do, already knowing there's a shocked expression on his face.

I'm ready to swim.

* * *

Ricky and I are laying out by the pool. It's already hot out even though it's still morning. Although I feel slightly liberated from my first attempt at getting under Dante's skin, I am still tense and Ricky notices.

"Feeling a little on edge, baby girl? I can tell. Here, let's remedy that.”

He pulls a joint from his beach bag and I gasp.

"Where the fuck did you get that? Do they know that you took it? You've got to put it back right now, Ricky. I'm not kidding!"

I’m practically out of my seat, but he just laughs at me.

"Chill, babe. Don't get your bathing suit all twisted. It's already thongish enough."

He lights the joint and holds it up in offering to me. I've never smoked before, and although I probably need it now more than ever, I'm not about to smoke Dante's stolen contraband.

"Relax, Em. It won't bite you. I asked Sergio for something last night before bed. You know I have my medical card and am actually prescribed this. It's not like I've had any access to it since we've been here. I was starting to get a migraine."

He takes another hit and I know he's telling the truth. He's still holding it out to me when I decide to man up and grab it. I bring it to my lips and inhale, coughing almost immediately. Hard, deep coughs that make Ricky laugh.

I can't remember the last time we've had some fun together, let alone laughed and enjoyed each other's presence. I laugh at myself and take another hit before passing it back to him, already feeling lightheaded and loose.

We pass it back and forth until it burns out, until we're both laughing and coughing for over thirty minutes. My body feels like gelatin, and I can't remember a time where I've ever felt this...giggly before. Everything looks so vibrant, and everything is just so...funny.

"Uh oh, looks like master’s here to crash the party."

He tilts his shoulder to my right and I see Dante approaching. He's showered and looks fresh, wearing a black v neck tucked into black slacks and he looks delicious. It takes everything in my power not to jump him.

He walks up to me and eyes me for several seconds, and my giggles increase as he stares. He raises an eyebrow at me while he sniffs the air.

"Have you been smoking pot, Esmeralda?"

I try to hold back my belly laugh, but I'm useless. Ricky and I belt out a stream of giggles and even though Dante is assessing me with narrowed eyes, I don't miss the small smile lining his perfect lips. Lips that I want to feel on me right now.

"I think it's time for you to head upstairs for a nap. We have a big dinner tonight with some friends of mine. I need you alert, not acting like a little schoolgirl."

Ricky boos him as Dante grabs my hand and pulls me up. I fall into his chest and laugh harder. I inhale his intoxicating scent and it makes a fresh pool of wetness form deep between my thighs.

Is weed an aphrodisiac?

Dante balances me before lifting me over his shoulder, and I laugh even harder even though I'm starting to feel more lightheaded with each step he takes towards the house and then up the staircase towards my bedroom.

Once inside, he deposits me on the bed and I fall back. My breasts are nearly falling out of the skimpy, red bathing suit that I'm wearing. Dante eyes me up and down, his eyes predatory and demanding. It makes my legs fall open in want.

"Are you going to fuck me or just stand there?" I ask, my voice more desperate sounding than I'd like it to be.

He chuckles at me, bending down to kiss up towards my thighs, kneading the flesh of my legs the entire time. I let out a small moan and arch my hips, he laughs again, the sound vibrating into my flesh.

"So eager today, pequeña. Remind me to let you smoke more often."

I want to laugh, but my desire is so overpowering that I can only whimper. He kisses up to my sex, biting away the thong of my bathing suit. Before his tongue can even touch my sensitive flesh, a wave of nausea suddenly hits me. Almost overpowering at this point.

Shit.

"I'm gonna throw up!"

Dante gets up and out of the way immediately as I lean over and vomit onto the floor, some of it getting onto his shoes and pant legs. Before I can even feel embarrassed, he's scooping me up and walking to my bathroom. He shoots off a text before stripping us both and starting the shower.

His body is so beautiful that if I wasn't feeling sick right now, I'd be licking all over it. He's so golden and muscular, literally every inch of him. He's like the statues he has outside. Art pieces made of stone and wonder.

He walks us into the shower and lathers his hands with soap, scrubbing my head with the suds. I close my eyes, the nausea subsiding with each new sweep of his delicious fingertips. I open my eyes and find him staring at me, his amber eyes smoldering.

"I've changed my mind, remind me to not let you smoke again." He smiles at me and it bedazzles me so much that I don't laugh at his comment, just gaze at him in wonder.

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

He almost seems taken aback by my questions, but he settles and thinks of a response. His lips purse while he turns me and rinses the soap from my hair. The mix of his touch and the warm water made me feel totally relaxed.

"It seems that I have taken a liking to taking care of you, princess."

I am on cloud nine, even though I just puked on him and my bedroom floor.