Chapter Seventeen:A Low Budget Stripper.
"Here, to calm your nerves."
Giovanni offered Marissa a drink, an orange juice and no alcohol since she seemed to have had one at the club, before coming here with him.
From where he stood while he poured a drink, he noticed her running her eyes nervously around his house, and it made him curious to know what's running across his mind.
If she was this shy and reserved, does that mean that something boosted her to ask him out for a drink, after that night in the club?
What is her name?
He snapped out of his thoughts, and went against the idea of knowing her name, since that would only require him returning the favor to her too, since she was eager to know who he was.
"Thank you." Marissa said with a smile, before he settled down on a cushion in front of her, and that made her look away instantly and gulp her drink nervously.
If she was sleeping with him just like she planned, then avoiding his gaze was something that was going to bring her to her weak point, because this fine young man doesn't know what he's doing to her with just a stare from him.
It felt as if her pussy had a heart of its own, because it beat loudly with every second that passed with her being here with him.
"If you plan on sleeping with me, sweetheart. You must do well to keep your gaze with me, I like my women confident, knowing what they want but you.." Giovanni paused, as her big doe eyes looked up at him in command." I don't know how to explain you, or what you want." He concluded, but was stunned by her next statement.
"I want you." Marissa bursted out immediately, her eyes went wide when she realized what she just uttered, and that seemed to surprise the man too, because he didn't know she could be this outspoken, irrespective of her acting like a total klutz.
But anyway, Giovanni didn't know when he started smiling when he watched her try to hide her embarrassed face. He smiled!
Something he has not been able to do for a few months since he came back to the states, and this girl had managed to help him do that without any struggle.
He composed himself immediately, since he didn't want the girl to think that he was cozying up to her, this was a one night thing and out of all the women he has slept with, he didn't have this little talk before going into what they wanted.
She was the first.
She was the first person that made him want to see that she's okay, and comfortable with him, thus making him wonder if she was this way with another man.
She was different, and before he knew it, he found a frown settling upon n his face at the fact of her being with another man before him, but then he's clearly high to think that, so to not waste enough time for the girl to start having second thoughts, he went straight to the point.
"Prove it."He said, his cold voice snapping Marissa out of her thoughts.
"What?" She asked again, when it seemed like she wasn't able to hear what he has said, and that made him stand up instead, walked to where she sat on his couch before taking the glass of juice from her, then leaned down slowly, with her moving back in the seat as he advanced down, much closer to the curve of her ear to whisper.
"You wanted to prove that you want to have sex with me, prove it, Bambi. I want to see if you are truly soaking wet from the anticipation of what i am going to do to you tonight. So i want to watch you touch yourself for me." His words made her heart beat palpitate, but he moved away from her body heat giving her a room to breathe properly before going back to where he sat originally.
She was taking a lot of time to do what he asked of her, but that was because she hadn't seen such a man who ignited a naughty side of her like he was demanding from her, and it made her compare him with her ex, Ryan.
Although she didn't get to do the deed with him, she was glad that she got to give it to him instead. A stranger. Who makes her pussy have a heartbeat.
"If you are having a change of mind, sweetheart, the door is open for you to leave, I deal with…"
Giovanni was already exerting her reluctance being that she wasn't ready, and he didn't take delight in taking an unwilling woman. He's not a rapist, but as usual she always surprises him.
"No! I will do it." She blurted out, making him relax in his seat.
"Then entertain me, little one. Touch yourself." He added, for someone who said that this was a one night thing with a stranger. He has a lot of names for her, names that might send the wrong signal but it had already sent the wrong signal because Marissa couldn't help but want him to call her those names.
Without trying to make him change his mind, she raised her leg up to the cushion, the long gown she was wearing started to give away, giving more light to her soft creamy thighs that were next to be in sight under his lustful gaze.
She couldn't read anything yet, under his intense gaze to see that he was satisfied with what she's doing, and that made her try to prove to him that she can do it, that she could touch herself while he watches her.
Giovanni could see that her actions were mediocre, and he was already having a change of mind, until she slipped her panties from under her legs and flung it at him while biting her lips.
That was hot!
He underestimated her, until her pink polka dot panties fell on top of his head, some of it covered his left eyes, making him look funny and that made her burst out into laughter immediately, totally forgetting about what she was told to do.
She didn't mean to do that, she intended to act sexy just like the strippers would do. The panty was meant to fall on his lap, but she didn't know how it flew and fell on his head instead.
Now, this was a low budget stripper!