Melina tells Mrs. Costanzo everything. She doesn't withhold any information about why she betrayed Thomas. Melina hopes she believes her as it will be nice to have someone who does. It's been a minute since she finished explaining herself while sitting on Mrs. Costanzo's couch in her living room.
"I believe you, dear."
Melina's eyes light up. She can't believe what she just heard Kat say. Melina never imagined someone believing she had no choice but to betray Thomas. Kat has no idea how much it means to her. That's the only good thing that has happened since she arrived.
"Thank you so much for believing me." Melina pulls her in for a hug.
"You don't have to thank me. What you said was actually believable."
"Really?" Melina asks as she pulls away.
"A little, and I know you're telling the truth because I can feel it in my heart and see it in your eyes."
"Do you think Thomas would ever believe me when I tell him?"
"I can't say, my dear. Thomas might or might not."
"I know he won't; that's why I never bothered to tell him."
"I think you should tell him, regardless. Something as significant as what happened should be known to him. He has a right to know."
"I know he does, but it would only cause him more pain. I've already upset him enough. I don't want to aggravate him further."
"I understand what you mean, which is why, even though I should, I won't tell him. I'll wait till you're ready to tell him."
"Thank you very much."
"You're welcome, dear."
***
Days have gone by since Melina and Thomas had sex. Melina hasn't seen Thomas since that fateful day, and she couldn't be happier. A small smile spreads on her face as she steps into his office and sees that he isn't there. This is how it has been for the past two weeks, and she wishes it could continue.
Melina gets right to work, hoping to get through the day without bumping into him. She sings and dances while working, as she always does. Her spirit has lifted these past few days. Knowing she can't simply erase what happened, she's doing her best to put it behind her. Today's song is by Alicia Keys. It's called, "No One."
As she wipes the tables in Thomas' office, Melina feels someone's eyes on her. She turns around to see if anyone else is in there with her, but she doesn't see anyone. She continues singing and dancing and ignores the fact that someone is watching. But her actions halt when Thomas backs into her, causing her eyes to widen as she smells his cologne.
"It seems my threat last time fell on deaf ears," Thomas says, placing his hand on the back of her knee. Melina's heartbeat quickens. When did Thomas get here? He rubs his hands on her bare thigh, then travel up her legs and stop at her waist. Melina bites her lips to muff her pain as his nails dig into her skin. Fear grips her like a vice as the events from last time flood her mind. She's concerned that he would punish her for wearing the maid uniform, which he claimed was too short. She wore it today because she had nothing else to wear; one of the reasons she didn't want to bump into him today.
"I am sorry, I didn't mean to wear it."
"You didn't mean to wear it," he says sarcastically. His breath tickles Melina as he rests his mouth above her neck.
"You're telling me, Melina, you didn't mean to wear a dress that shows your whole ass when you bend?" He pushes her down on the table and lifts her dress.
"You're telling me you didn't want my dick to harden when I see you today?" He presses his hard length against her ass.
"Tell me, Melina," he says, rubbing her ass, "why shouldn't I rip your underwear off and fuck you until you cannot even walk out of this room by the time I am done with you?"
Her core throbs as she feels his hard length against her ass. Melina is worried she's going to die today. She has no idea what emotion to feel right now. His hard length against her ass makes her want to spread her legs for him, but his voice makes her want to pee her pants. What the hell does this man want me to think?
"Oh, I see," Thomas says, moving his hand toward her core. He must have seen her panties getting wet. "You want me to fuck you again. Don't worry, today I'll destroy you."
Melina's eyes widen; she can't believe Thomas is doing this after she decides to act like that day didn't happen. He moves his fingers to the entrance of her core. Pushing her underwear aside, he inserts a finger inside her, and a moan escapes her lips.
"Please," Melina cries out, and Thomas' finger inside of her freezes. Yes, she loves Thomas' touch, and two weeks have passed, but she isn't ready to be with him again. She needs time. He pulls his finger out and takes a step back.
As she steps away from the table, Melina sees the look of confusion on his face. He definitely wasn't expecting her to sound like that when she said please.
THOMAS
Thomas looks at Melina, wondering what the hell is wrong. He knows he didn't announce himself the best way before touching her, but he doesn't think that's why she's reacting this way. It makes him wonder if something is wrong. Seeing Melina's shoulder shake, he knows something is definitely wrong.
Melina backs into the table as he takes a step closer to her. Thomas isn't surprised that she's afraid of him; if anything, it proves that he's doing a good job punishing her for her betrayal.
"What's wrong?" Thomas isn't asking because he cares about Melina. He's just curious if she's crying because he touched her. He enjoys instilling fear in her, but he won't be happy if she hates his touch.
"Nothing," Melina says, sniffing.
"Nothing, you're fucking crying with a dripping pussy. What the fuck is wrong?"
"I swear, nothing," Melina says as she wipes away her tears. Thomas narrows his eyes at her. He doesn't believe her, and since she won't tell him, he'll have to find out some other way.
Taking a step forward, he puts his hands into her hair, lifting her head. He knows his last punishment struck a nerve, so he won't be surprised if she opposes his touch now. Thomas' fingers move to her face, lightly brushing her cheek. Melina's eyes close, melting into his palm. He moves his other hand to her waist and pulls her into him. When his dick comes into contact with her pussy, he knows she's wet and ready for him.
"Open your eyes," Thomas says calmly for the first time. Melina obeys, and he notices those lovely green eyes he used to adore gazing into. Staring into her eyes, Thomas waits to see the disgust in them but doesn't. He fucking knew it but just wanted to be sure. Thomas has gotten his answer, but he doesn't pull away. He runs his gaze down her face and notices her parted lips. Without thinking, he moves his hands and brushes his thumb against her bottom lip. Melina's breath quickens, and Thomas feels her hardened nipples pressing into his chest. His dick hardens in his pants.
Thomas pulls away from her and takes a step back. "Get on your knees," he says now that he knows she doesn't resent his touch. It was time to remind her who owned her. His dick is fucking hurting in his pants, feeling those perked breasts of hers against his chest. He wasn't leaving unsatisfied.
Melina drops to the floor, and his hand reaches into her hair. Thomas' dick pulses, loving the position she's in.
"Open your fucking mouth," he says as his other hand works his zipper.
Melina does as Thomas says, and he fills her mouth with his hard length. He doesn't give her time to adjust before pushing himself deeper into her mouth. She gags. He grabs her hair tight and begins to move her head against his length. Tears fill her eyes as he hits the back of her throat repeatedly.
"Maledetto!" ("Fuck!") He groans, increasing his movement, and Melina winces.
He slaps her breast hard as her teeth graze him, and he sees her clench her thighs together. Witnessing that, Thomas realizes that even though she behaved like she wasn't ready to have sex with him, her core must be crying for him inside her.
"Your mouth was fucking made to make me cum," Thomas says, watching the tears run free from her eyes. He grabs her hair tighter as he cums into her mouth.
"Maledetto, Melina," Thomas yells, pulling out of her mouth. He brushes her hair away from her face and wipes away her tears. "I should fucking have you in this position more," he says, looking down on her.
Melina swallows his cum and stares at him. She gets up from the floor and walks to the door. His eyes are on her ass as she walks out. It's taking everything in him not to fucking drag her back to his desk and fuck her.
"Maledetto." Thinking about it has him getting hard in his pants again. He walks out of his office to take a cold shower. Thomas feels he seems to be taking those a lot these days. He needs to control his emotions around her, so he won't need to.