Chapter 3.

His strong hands lifted me up from the floor and he immediately dropped me on the sink before I could say a word.

My heart made a tiny leap as anticipation flooded me, his hand raised my white dress, and he pulled it off my head.

Fuck! I was going to get the best fuck of my life, I was going to get my first sex and it was with a total stranger. I felt shameless, but at this point, I couldn't contain the urge in me that pleaded, desperately to be fucked

As he pulled the dress off my head, his eyes glistened with delight as his eyes fell on my heavy naked boobs.

"Fuck! Such heavy tits for a slim thick slut like you." his tongue lashed over his lower lips and I felt the impact from within.

"You look like you would taste like heaven." he complimented in a deep groan his eyes scanning my body.

"How do you want to be fucked?" his deep baritone voice left tiny sparkles on my body and my stomach suddenly tightened into a knot. What was this crazy pleasurable feeling?

"I wish to be fucked hard and fast, Daddy."

"Such nasty brat! Well, you would only be getting all of my fingers, I can't fuck an unknown pussy unprotected."

My heart sank at the utterance of his words, I had anticipated this sex to be shattered at this moment, but before I could utter a word his hands had gripped my boobs into his palm pressing softly yet hardly on my mounds.

"Fuck!" A soft moan escaped my lips. His thumb caressed my already hard and erect nipples streaming unfathomable pleasure into me.

He leaned forward and his tongue suddenly found my nipples, licking and sucking hard on them while he pressed the one on the right before exchanging my boobs into his mouth, sucking on them one after the other.

"Oh yes, daddy fuck!"

My pussy clenched tighter and my heart leaped with waves of pleasure crashing into my body and turning my knees numb and weaker at every hard suck.

"Oh fuck daddy... yeah! Just like that! Heavens!" my moans filled the air as I threw my head backward my toes curling at every suck.

He bit on his lower lips and I felt my lower abdomen tighten into a knot. I arched forward, my heavy boobs pressing into his face while he jiggle on them, sucking like his life was dependent on it.

His teeth graze my nipples and I felt my inner walls tighten, fuck! I could feel it! I was going to cum! I was going to cum from him just sucking my boobs, I was going to cum for the first time by a man's touch, I was going to cum and this time it was not with the help of a vibrator.

I clamped my legs hard but he moved his hand in-between my thighs preventing me from closing my legs tight.

"Oh fuck Daddy! I am going to cum." I cried out ecstatically and pulled away from my boobs, his eyes held mine in a deep-rooted frown.

"Cum? You can't cum until I ask you to." he dominated In a more pleasurable manner and took his hand to my pussy immediately.

"Fuck!" I cursed at the pleasure that reverberated through me the moment his hand touched my soaked panties.

"Yes!" he groaned licking on his lower lips and staring down at my pant-clad pussy.

"You are dripping so wet!" he grunted rubbing on my clit through my pants.

"Oh yes, daddy! I am wet for you! For daddy!" I have never felt this way before, I have never felt this pleasure before. And the words he made me say, were nasty, yet it felt downright good.

His hand teased on my pussy and I squirmed as pleasure wrecked through every fiber of my vein. It felt so good! It felt so fucking good, being touched rightly, being known how to be touched without you asking and directing it.

I took my lower lips in as his deft fingers stimulated my clit rubbing faster and harder. My stomach flipped and my inner churned as I felt pleasure wrecking through me!

"Oh, Daddy! Please!" I cried loving the ecstatic feel that followed each of his stimulation.

"Please what?" he asked in those sexually captivating voices that made me crave more and more of his fingers.

"Please fuck me!" I cried needly. His throaty groan lasted for a while.

"I love how wet your slutry pussy is dripping for me, I love how you writhe and tremble at the pleasure of my fingers! I love how well your pussy throbbed against my finger at each stimulation. Argh girl! You look so dreaming good begging me to fuck you that way! Beg for me!" he teasingly groaned and I found myself begging shamelessly.

"Oh, Daddy! Please fuck me, daddy! Please fill my cunt with your thick deft fingers!"

"That's too plan young one, beg more."

"Oh daddy.. Please fuck my pussy hard till I can no longer feel my legs.

His hand glided past my pussy lips,

and in one smooth slit, he shoved a finger into me. His eyes pierced into mine.

"Daddy!" I screamed loudly my back arching off the sink as pleasure squirmed into me, my pussy throbbing and my legs trembling.

"Look at me. And don't you fucking take your eyes off mine! I want you to stare right into my eyes while I fuck you! And I want you to grace my ear with that beautiful moan of yours.

"Understood?"

"Yes!" I nodded eagerly liking every feel. His cock! His finger his words! His physic! Damn there is no way I could ever let him go without pleading to have his number. A taste of his dick would be fine, maybe just a taste.

"You like this?" he began thrusting and I nodded my head.

"Words!" he fucked me hard and dipped, and I yelped.

"Fucking yes!" my voice took a high pitch as please invaded my pussy making it throb shamelessly against his hand.

"Good! He let out a satisfactory groan, then began thrusting into my tight cunt, gently,letting out soft whispers as he fucked my cunt.

"Fuck you bitch! Your pussy is so fuckung tight! You are squeezing my hand, now I want to fuck you so badly so you can fucking squeeze me this hard! Yes!" he groaned pumping his thick long finger into my pussy. My hands gripped the side of the sink and he thumped his finger in and out of my pussy making me cry out in pure ecstasy.

His left-hand hand found my boobs and he fondled them while he tried adding another finger, but he couldn't.

"Girl, what are you? Why are you so fucking tight?"

While his left hand fondled my boobs, his right hand pleasured my spurting and dripping pussy, in three minutes' time, my stomach was tightening really hard the same way my walls were clenching and squeezing his hand, my back arched off the sink and I felt my knees turn weaker at every hard thrust, my toes curled and my eyes rolled backward as I felt my orgasm threatening to rip me.

"Oh, Daddy! Please let me cum." my breath had turned really shaky and my legs were weaker than a cat on coal, I felt waisted, ecstatically, and blissfully waisted.

He flicked his hand in my pussy and that was it all, my walls clenched even harder and I stared up at him.

"Oh, Daddy. Please let me cum."

"You would make a good kitten." he licked on his lower lips and then said.

"Cum for me kitten! Cum for Daddy! Milk or cream my hand with your juice, soak my hand with your pretty juice and let me drink on them to quench the raging thirst to have you.

Like breath is to human his words were to me like life, arching me forward and ripping my orgasm out of me.

My toes curled even more and I felt my orgasm flushing out of me.

"Cumming..." I yelled at the top of my voice, my orgasm trashing me back and forth while his large hands held me to the sink, taming me in place.

I laid back in the sink, panting softly till I felt his hand spreading my legs wilder, his face going closer to my pussy. .

"This is daddy's reward to you for sucking his cock so well," he sniffed in my scent before shoving his face to my pussy gliding his glorious tongue against my pussy and ripping moans off my throat.

"Oh yeah!" my back arched and my hand subconsciously found his hair, my eyes rolling backward as he glided his tongue against my pussy and lapped greedily from my juice, a mini orgasm shutting through my body. Oh pleasure! This really is you! I have never felt it till now,

He pulled his face away and licked on his lower lips while he stared at the breathless and panting sight of me.

I stared at this stranger man, wishing to have more of him. Fuck Nathan! Fuck Andrio fuck them all for making me feel sexually insecure when they lacked the impetus to make my legs quiver.

Like he was reading my mind he pulled a card from his back pocket and handed it to me.

"My address. I want you as my kitten." his voice has turned sterner and I kind of like it. I took the card from him not checking through it, I was late already. Even if I didn't get a fuck my legs were shaking profoundly and it was equivalent to being fucked.

"Thank you," I muttered softly and he turned away after slipping his still-huge cock into trousers.

Ignazio's Pov.

I handed her the card hoping to hear from her tomorrow. Fuck! Her pussy was so slick and I regretted not burying myself into her earlier.

The beautiful scent of her pussy, and the feel of her hands against my cock had driven me to take a decision I had never made before, sucking on a pussy!

Heck! she smelled so nice and tasted much nicer. She was a combination of milk and honey and the scent of her creamy juice filled my nostrils arousing me, even more.

It was so hard to tame the beast in me, I could not help but glide hard on her pussy. The one thing I have never done before.

After handing her the card and arranging myself I walked out of the restroom and headed to the min restaurant building, her thoughts hovering over my head. I snapped ot off, trying to replace it with certain feel.

I am certain Isabella has arrived and they all might have been waiting for me.

I returned to the restaurant and to the VIP section I had booked for only us but to my surprise Isabella was not here yet.

"Mr. Vecenzo," Ama called rising up.

"I am sorry I stayed long." I apologized to them all and they bowed softly.

"You do not have to sir. Isabella is not even here, I am really sorry she is taking this much time. She mostly doesn't act this way."

"It's fine Ama. I totally understand. I will get busy with my phone till she arrives."

"Thank you sir." she took a seat and proceeded to have a soft conversation with her husband while her daughter got busy with her phone also.

A few minutes had passed and I was still engrossed with my phone when I heard the beautiful sound of a familiar voice.

"I am so sorry I am late, Aunt Uncle, I apologize....." her sweet little voice dominated my ears and I felt, the similarity between her voice and the soft moan that played in my ears a while ago, her words trailed off almost immediately as I took my gaze off my phone my eyes falling on hers.

My heart made an awkward flip and I stared at Ama.

"Isabella?" I asked softly and she nodded her head at me!

"Fuck!" I cursed inwardly! This could not be happening! The lady I so much enjoyed her touch! The lady that had her pretty mouth wrapped around my cock and graced my ears with her sweet moans was Isabella! My friend's only child! The child I have taken care of all these years and waited to see and hold in my arms like my biological child was the same child I spilled my cum into her mouth and watched her swallow it happily?

Chapter 4.

IGNAZIO'S Pov.

My jaws clenched tightly as the thoughts of all that happened in the restroom clouded my mind.

The lady that had her soft little mouth wrapped around my cock and drove me nuts was my late friend's child? My daughter, the one I should be calling daughter and not kitten?

"Fuck!" I cursed under my breath trying to tame the waves of guilt that flushed into me. What would she think of me? How would she see me as a father figure when she already has a taste of my cock and I already had a taste of her dreamy juice! Heck! I was losing my mind already because I did not even want it to stop there!

The way her tongue had swirled naively yet perfectly around my cock made me crave more and more of her and I doubt how much longer I would be able to hold myself back from wanting to fuck her, I could tell that she was a virgin, her pussy was so damn tighter, tighter than the normal pussy and she barely knew how to suck properly on a cock, yet she placed me at cloud nine.

"Isabella! Why are you not greeting him? You should be showing your gratitude." Ama scolded and Isabella lowered her gaze immediately.

"I am sorry sir, I lost my manners." her voice cracked and I could tell how hard it was for her to utter all of those words.

"I am so sorry sir, she is not always like this. I...."

"You do not have to explain this Ama. Isabella is obviously nervous. Come sit." I beckoned and she bowed softly avoiding my gaze. She took the seat right next to me and my heart raced immediately. Her cologne clogged my nostril arousing me and causing my cock to throb.

"Shall we begin?" Ama asked and we all dug into our food.

She was sitting right next to me and I swear I could lose it.

Her scent was filling my nose so damn well and the urge to keep my hands on her thighs and stroke her gently nagged at me.

Who would have believed that Isabella would have grown into such a beautiful classy person? And how could I have missed out on the striking resemblance she had with her mum?

Fuck! She was a beautiful young lady with fair skin, second to pale white. She had a nice dentition and a pair of siren hazel eyes, a pointed nose, and a light waist-length brudungry hair color that fell to the back with some strands framing her oval face.

She had a necklace neck, beautiful scanty eyelashes full eyebrows, and plump lips that seemed to call for a taste of mine. She was dressed in a beautiful white fitted sweetheart neck gown that complimented her hourglass shape and, stopped right above her kneel revealing her tempting laps to my slutry view! I could fuck her right here! She was damn beautiful, more than I had imagined her to be.

ISABELLA'S POV.

My heart dropped the moment I walked in to meet the man from the restaurant sitting admist my family awaiting my arrival, my heart sank even deeper cause I didn't need to be informed that he was the one. He was Mr. Ignazio, my father's friend.

His eyes had been on me all this while and it only made it a little too much for me to handle.

I felt so cheap and sad at the same time, with each glare I could see the lust in his eyes, but I couldn't help but hyperventilate.

The man who had been taking care of me all this while was the same man I took his cock hungrily in the restroom without protest?

What could he be thinking of me right now? A loosed girl? A cheap girl? All those thoughts were the only thing that clogged my mind when I heard the voice of my aunt scolding me to show my respect, but he stopped her from scolding me, intensifying the fear and guilt in me the moment he requested that I sit next to him.

My uncle and Anna have been staring daggers at me, but unlike every other day, they definitely can't do anything about it. The man was powerful, even without being told, I could tell that he owned power and definitely couldn't be gone against.

I took the seat right next to him and fuck! I could feel my pussy throb from just sitting next to him. This was definitely not what I wanted my first day with my acting father to be, cause right now I could barely think of anything other than having him pop my cherry.

"How far is Isa In her studies?" he asked Aunt Ama, digging into his food and eating curtly. Isa? Did he give me a nickname already?

"Very well sir.... She is in her final year and will be taking her last exams in 2 weeks' time.

"That's great." His replies were simple and curt and I could tell that he was an authoritative person from just how he spoke. A man of substance and his aura clogged the air.

"Don't you think it would be better for Bella and Mr Ignazio to do the talking?" Uncle suggested but he just gave Uncle a dagger glare that immediately snapped his mouth closed.

Fuck! He does know how to shut them up without raising his voice. I am definitely not the only one getting all of these goosebumps just from hearing him speak! The dude is a demi-God and he isn't even keeping it away.

"Isa and I have all the time in the world starting from today you do not have to pick a point."

I couldn't help but feel like none of his statements were as normal as we all saw them, there was nothing we could be learning now that we have had a taste of each other, other than fucking each other or creating opportunities to fuck each other.

The rest of the meal went on silently, my eyes subconsciously fell on his hands each time he reached for his juice, and heck! It was that deft fingers that rubbed sensationally on my clit and ripped moans off my throat! My side eyes followed suit as she drank from his wine, gulping down softly, the movement of his throat gave me a tingling feeling and I suddenly felt betrayed! It should be my cum, he should have been gulping on my cum and drinking it down that hotly while I watch and moan to him. I shouldn't be doing this. I know! He is my father's friend! And yes I am very much aware of that but can I help it? No!

"Are you enjoying your meal, Bella?"

"Yes yes." I batted my lashes and flashed Aunt Ama a smile.

The rest of the meal went on silently and Aunt Ama did most of the talking. It was my first time seeing that Uncle Mathew wasn't saying much neither was Annabella they had really met their match for the day, on norms, they would have been picking on me and making it more than discomforting for me to breathe.

After a while, We were all done eating and Aunt suddenly asked from nowhere.

"How did your date with Nathan go?" the entire room went awkwardly still, I felt cold chills run down my spine, as I could feel his gaze piercing through me. How could Aunty even think of asking that question right here in front of everyone?

"It was okay." I flashed her a smile and she nodded gently. I spared Mr. Ignazio's face a quick glare and I could tell he was trying to keep his anger abyss, his jaws had clenched, and his cheek line? They were as protruding as the very edge of a knife. Was he jealous that I had a boyfriend or he was angry? I couldn't even fathom what was going through his head.

*****

We had finally come to the end of the day and all heels were wrapped up, we had returned home after the meal and Mr Ignazio was currently with us ready to take us home, to his home. This has always been the agreement he had with my father, to take custody of me, and I have also anticipated it at some moment in my life, but right now, that is not even the point, it felt divine, but it only feels divine because I know that I might be getting a taste of him soon but something felt oddly unhealthy. I was going to miss Aunt. She had spent all the years trying to make me a better person, she had raised me up all by herself and she never for once made me feel like a trait or disturb to her. My bag had been packed and brought downstairs.

"Are you ready?" Mr Ignazio asked in a damp husky voice and my legs quivered as I recalled the moment at the restroom.

"Just a minute," I mumbled and took a step closer to Aunt.

"Do I really have to go with him?"

"Yes, Bella. You have to. Your father has always wanted you there, with him. He will take custody of you and be your father." she palmed my face, caressing my cheeks softly. I could see how well she was trying to fight her emotions.

"I am going to miss you." I fell into her arm and she patted my back gently for a while before pulling me out of her hug, sniffing back the tears that burnt the back of her eyes.

"I am going to miss you too Bella, but I am always here right? I am always going to come to visit you and you could Come whenever you want to Bella."

I nodded my head softly and she let loose of my hand and I turned to stare at Uncle, but as usual, he wasn't even staring at me.

"Can I have a word with you?" Anabela beckoned and amusement washed over me. Was she finally liking me? She had never spared me more than a glance, and I think she is realizing how important I am to her now that I would not be staying with her again.

I walked closer to her and she pulled me into a hug.

"Thank you for packing your bags and getting the fuck out of my life Bella! I am never going to miss you, at least now I can have a motherly love without the fear of sharing it with anyone, so go the fuck out and don't think of coming back," she whispered softly into my ear and I gulped down nothing pulling out of the hug, with a sad look. I didn't even need to get a glimpse of her face before forecasting how terribly dreadful she looked while saying all of that.

I flashed her a smile and returned to stand next to Mr Ignazio.

"Shall we?" he asked softly and I nodded.

"Yes, please."

We walked out of the house and to the compound and there, about 7 cars were already waiting outside for us. I stared at it yet again questioning my sight. My bags were barely up to three so who would be sitting on the remaining 6? Was he this rich?

I stopped walking and stared at the house for a while, my hood, where I spent all my childhood memories, I was leaving, for another place. A place I hadn't seen yet knew how homely it would make me feel.

"Miss Ivano." The driver opened the car, stretching his hands for me to walk in.

I gave Aunty one last guilty glare before stepping in, receiving all the kisses she threw at me. A new life. Here I come.

Chapter 5.

Isabella’s POV.

I leaned my head on the window and watched as the city just moved in a blur. My head was hurting and I couldn't even tell what the actuall reasons were. Was it because I was leaving my aunt? Or because I broke up with Nathan? Or the fact that I had a taste of my father like cock? Perhaps it was.

Mr. Ignaxio was sitting right next to me, but he was keeping his distance and I kind of appreciated it. My mind was a mess at that moment and I just didn't know how it changed from loving today to wishing today never existed.

The ride went on for a while till we arrived at a massive Estate, and at the top of it was crested boldly. "IGNAZIO VOCANZO THOMPSON'S CRESENT."

My hand made its way to my eyes and I rubbed on them, trying to clear away the dizziness in my eyes to be sure I read correctly. I cast a quick glance at him and then back at the estate that we were already heading into.

I swallowed in, trying to think of how wealthy he was to own a huge estate. Aunt had told me several times that Mr. Ignazio was the top 2nd richest in the city of Italy. I never believed it, but this confirmation cleared every one of my doubts.

We drove past the estate gate and now we were in the huge estate trying to make our way into another gate that I suspected clearly to be his residence.

We got into the compound and immediately some guards opened the door for me and Mr. Ignazio giving us gentle bows.

I stepped out of the car, and my jaws dropped at the mighty sight of the house my eyes beheld. My legs froze and I literally felt my hair curled up, my eyes drooling over the skyscraper glass house. Did I call it a house? I definitely didn't. It wasn't a house it was a manor. It was huge and beautiful, large and tall. It was like a sky scrapper and it was all glass, surrounded with lots of body guards.

"The road is this way, Isa." Mr Ignazio's hot and sexy voice pierced through me and I felt my heart racing from hearing him speak so hotly.

I swallowed the lumps that hitched in my throat and I began to trail behind him. My eyes took in every one of the guards that roamed around the house. A lot of things felt weird to me.

Mr. Ignazio is not just a zillionaire, he has over 7 men walking behind him whenever he walks and over 70 soldiers hanging around his compounds with guns in their hands then lots of Security around the estate and the estate gate.

We got into the main building and I took in my first breath of wealth. Fuck! The air, the atmosphere. It felt so cool. The glass house had a classy decoration nice interior and lots of portraits, I didn't forget to add, lots of maids in black and white uniforms, in straight lines with their heads bowed the moment we walked in.

"I will show you to your room, Isa." his hot voice pulled me out of my admiration and I batted my lashes softly at him before giving a reply.

"Okay, sir."

He took the lead and as expected I followed.

Walking behind him. We got to the elevator and he stepped in, I gulped down the lumps of fear in me and stepped into the Elevator with him, trying to conquer the fear in me.

My hand fidgeted and my palms turned sweaty from how much I reassured myself that everything was fine.

Softly I felt a strong hand reaching out for mine and locking our fingers.

I gulped down the fear that had been replaced with streams of pleasure and safety. Then I stared up to look at him. Heck! I looked really small and my hands against his? It was way smaller. He gave me a subtle stare and I took my gaze immediately my legs turning jelly.

"You shouldn't be scared to tell Daddy anything."

Hearing him say those words made my inner churn even more. My heart leaped and my legs wobbled immediately, the image of how I moaned loudly to his fingers invading my mind turning my legs more jelly and making me crave for more of him.

Slowly I looked down and my eyes fell on his cock, but it was still peacefully asleep.

"You shouldn't be staring down at Daddy's crotch Isa. You are my daughter."

I gulped down nothing. Not knowing where the word came from.

"But I took your cock at the restroom and no daughter should know a taste of her father.

Mr Ignazio didn't say a word, he went silent, and his grip on my hand tightened reminding me of how my pussy walls squeezed around his finger.

The elevator opened and I stepped out. He took the lead and I followed.

We walked for some time before getting to a particular door. He picked the remote and he pressed few numbers in the door throwing it wide open.

My eyes almost widened as I met with mini heaven. A living room with a four-seater, a water dispenser, and a flower verse at each four corners, magnifing the beauty of the house. There was a portrait on the wall and a large television on the wall also.

He walked deeper and I followed him till we arrived at a room. An all-white room with just a large ceiling-to-floor wide-length, a bed and a huge mirror to the front of the bed.

He didn't stop and I wondered if this was another house. He got to a door and he pressed a code, the door opened and I realized that my jaws never really dropped, they just dropped from seeing this heaven.

A walk-in closet, a glass walking-in closet, filled with clothes collection bag collection, and shoe collection.

"This is your room, Isa. The sitting room, main room, and this"

My heart fluttered and I felt tears burning the back of my eyes immediately. I stared at him and then back at the room. I didn't realize when I threw myself up, jumping on him.

His hands gripped me immediately and I wrapped my legs around his torso, while his hands dug into my ass.

"This... this is so beautiful Daddy." my voice came out softly and I felt his cock throbbing against my ass.

He stared into my eyes and I felt his emerald green eyes piercing my soul and leaving my pussy wet.

"I know you love it, Isa."

My heart flipped and my stomach flicked at the hoarseness of his undertone that got me wetting my pants.

We remained in that position for a while, my hand wrapped around his neck, while his hand held my ass, our nose drawing closer and closer.

"Daddy..." I called softly and his cock throbbed again.

"Fuck!" he cursed throatily and before I could fathom a thing he had slammed his mouth against mine. Kissing me roughly yet pleasurable and making my inner churn my pussy dripping and wetting my pants, his hands fondling my ass even more. Our lips crushed against each other and I suddenly wrapped my hands around his neck, deepening the kiss and making him moan into my mouth aurosing me even more.