Sin Of Innocence

Episode 3

“So, what do you need me to do, Mr. Mariano?” I questioned shyly.

He moved from the edge of his desk and over to me. Every step he took closer, the tighter I had to squeeze my thighs together.

“Emanuel. Call me Emanuel,” he responded, sitting down beside me on his couch. My body immediately tensed up almost as if I could feel him touching me, but he wasn’t. 8

He was so far away, yet it was like he was breathing on my neck. He was tugging on my hair and whispering all the dirty things he wanted to do to me, with no action at all. I could almost feel him buried inside of me, moaning about how good I felt, without him doing a single thing. I was under his spell. It was like I was hypnotized by my own lust for him that I could feel everything while feeling absolutely nothing.

His scent was intoxicating. I was swimming in it, then drowning in it. He could tell me to bend over, and I would do it with poise. There was something so dominant about him and it radiated powerfully. It was booming through my body and melting my core. It was knocking at my heart and begging for it to let him in. For a man I only knew for a night many years ago, my body debated with my logic. To my body, I knew this man, and I’ve known him since the beginning of time. 24

I wish I understood why I craved him like I never craved anyone before. It was more than attraction, it quickly became a hunger. I was hungry for him, but man was I also greedy. With him just sitting a couple of inches away, I felt what he could do to me. I just wish he knew how badly I needed him to do it. 1

“How old are you now, Christina?” he asked, bringing me out of my thoughts. His deep voice remained so husky. It was music to my ears. Every time, it was like he was singing out my name.

“Twenty-one.” 5

He hummed. I was fighting every part of my body that said to look at him. Many say that eyes are the windows to the soul, and the last thing I wanted was for him to see everything chasing through my mind.

Nothing was angelic about the way I thought about this man, and I was sure he could see the dirtiness of my mind if he looked too deep into my eyes.

“How old are you now, Emanuel?” I questioned, trying my best to steer my mind from these uncommon thoughts.

“Thirty-two.”

It was my turn to hum in response. He was eleven years older than me. That should’ve steered me away, but it pulled me closer. Suddenly, I was feeling adventurous. I wanted to wander the soul and body of a man eleven years older than me. I wanted to see how far and how deep we could go. I wanted to feel the nature of it all. I wanted to explore. 5

“Christina,” he called out, bringing my gaze to meet him. That motion in itself was enough to stimulate my core until it dripped with moisture. His stare seemed to be a reflection of my own. Every bit of lust was peeping through the rim of his blazing blue orbs. I knew exactly what he was thinking about because I was thinking of it too. He was reminding himself of the night I was moaning out his name as my finger was buried between my legs. 2

His eyes then wandered down my body more obviously this time. He took his time as his gaze lingered on my breasts and hips, setting my body on fire.

“Yes?” I asked.

My words easily grasped his attention because his eyes immediately shot up to my face, where a blush was coating my cheeks.

“You should apply for an internship here. I’d love to have you,” he stated innocently, but it was almost as if his last sentence had some kind of deeper connotation. 8

“I already applied elsewhere,” I responded.

Regret engulfed me like a wave. I wanted to work for him, but only for selfish reasons. My body was winning the fight, and I no longer wanted to battle it. I didn’t dare think about my father and how wrong it’d be to submit to a man that he worked for; I didn’t even care. I knew what I wanted, and I wanted Emanuel.

“Well, quit there and apply here. I go through submissions, and I will be sure you get accepted as soon as possible. All of my previous interns left here and got a job making half a million-dollar salaries. It is a big deal working for me, Christina, and I feel as though it will grant you many opportunities. Think about it, okay?” he questioned. 7

I quickly nodded my head, parting my lips as I did so.

I wasn’t too sure when it happened, but it was almost as if he had gotten closer. We still weren’t touching, but his scent was more prominent and the mint of his breath was kissing my nostrils. I knew if he got any closer, I wouldn’t be able to control the hormones begging me to jump on top of this man and let him steal every piece of me. So, I shot up as fast as I could and began to take a step back. I didn’t know my foolishness would cause me to bump into the table behind me. A sharp gasp left my lips as I attempted to balance myself.

Luckily, Emanuel grasped me by my waist so I couldn’t fall. 4

I was grateful for his help, but I hated how the butterflies in my stomach managed to triple.

“I’m sorry,” I muttered, trying to pull away, but he wasn’t allowing it. His arm that was wrapped around my waist, tightened. Deja Vu was hitting me like a truck when I couldn’t stop thinking about the way he held me all those nights ago. He had his erection rubbing against my stomach, leaving me breathless. It was a moment I never let myself forget.

“I can see how badly you want me, Christina, and I want you to know that I am getting hard just thinking about fucking you right on this couch with your legs wrapped around me. So, I have to ask you to leave my office and go find your father because once I rip this sexy dress off your body, I won’t stop. Do you understand me?” he asked.

I opened my mouth, ready to speak, but nothing came out. All I could do was sternly nod my head just before he let me go.

Emanuel Mariano didn’t say another word as I walked out of his office, and my heart wouldn’t stop pumping so vigorously in my chest until I was gone. I wish I had enough courage to tell him to keep his word and ruin me as he wanted. I needed everything he was offering, and I promised myself that I would get it.