chapter 5

                                    

                                          
The ride to the airport was short, however, I had my fun torturing Mr.Ravelli by rubbing my toes against his calves. Although he did try to discreetly push my feet away, he eventually gave up when he realized I had no intention of stopping. When we reached our private hangar, I saw our white jet, gleaming proudly in the late afternoon sun. Once the car halted to a stop, I quickly exited, excited to finally start the vacation. 
I waited patiently as the cabin crew got ready and my father finished speaking to the pilot. After our driver had finished loading the luggage, we made our way to the staircase on the side of the jet and entered. I was greeted by the dark, cherry wood cabinets, and turning to my right I saw a few white leather couches with small tables in the middle. Upon entering, I quickly made my way to the window seat. I looked in front of me to see Mr.Ravelli avoiding eye contact with me and making sure to sit in the seat on the other side of the aisle. 
I chuckled slightly at his efforts, surely, he couldn't possibly think that would stop me. I watched as Selene followed and made her way to her husband, giving him a slight push so that he could move his long legs. Lastly, my father came inside and pushed the door at the end of the jet, and made his way to the small room, not even bothering to ask me if I was comfortable. His actions simply didn't bother me anymore, I was completely numb to it. I dismissed his actions before fixing my gaze on the people that were still littered outside, ensuring that our flight could take off safely. The jet started moving and we were up into the sky before I knew it. 
I looked at Mr.Ravelli who was currently typing away on his laptop and his wife next to him who had already fallen asleep. I recall seeing her take some pills during the ride to the airport. Hmm, she must not be a very good flier. Well, lucky for me, since I could keep Mr.Ravelli busy without anyone interfering for I knew my father would be holed up in the bedroom for the remainder of this flight. Now that we were in the air, it was safe for us to walk around. Due to the laptop resting on the table in front of him, his lap was completely empty. With a wicked smile on my face, I removed my seat belt before moving to his seat. Once reaching his side, he looked up at me quizzically before I moved closer and sat down on his lap. 
Mr.Ravelli sighed deeply and looked up at the cheeky smile on my face. "Isabella, what exactly do you want?" I pouted at him, seeing him move his gaze from my eyes to my lips, "I'm bored, what are you doing?" Shifting around on his lap, I sat with my back against his chest so I could see his laptop. My body was in the middle of his arms that were resting on the table in front of him. After noticing I wouldn't leave and his wife was completely knocked out, Mr.Ravelli simply moved my hair from my neck and placed his head on my shoulder. 
I shuddered a little when I felt his hot breath against my ear, "Well, if you must know. I am writing some emails for work." I pursed my lips, "You know, I never actually asked you what you do for a living." I turned my head slightly to see that he was already looking at me. "I am the CEO of my own trading company. We transport goods from one place to another, hence, the reason your father and I are going to Italy this summer." I nodded thoughtfully before leaning forward and shutting his laptop. 
"Enough about work. We're on summer break, Mr.Ravelli." I chided before shifting again to get comfortable, immediately his large hands gripped my hips tightly, Mr.Ravelli spoke gruffly, "Please. Stop moving." I looked at him in confusion but as soon as I saw the furrow in his brows and his clenched teeth, realization washed over me. I giggled before moving my hips slightly, feeling his hard dick right in between my thighs. I moaned at his dick almost touching my throbbing pussy. 
He growled before putting his palm over my mouth. I smiled against it and moved my hands up to his large hand and put his index finger in my mouth. He tried to move it but I clenched my teeth around it. Looking into his eyes, I held his finger in my mouth and started moving it inside my mouth, flicking my tongue around his long finger. Mr.Ravelli's cock twitched as his eyes traveled from my green eyes to my full ruby red lips, he clenched his jaw even harder and he was most-definitely horny. 
Removing his finger from my mouth, he watched me, as if in a trance. I removed my jacket and moved his large hand up to my boobs, my hard nipples evident through my lacy bra. I was beyond excited when he moved his hand on his own accord. Finally, he was giving in! His gaze burned into me as he squeezed slightly, brushing his large thumb over my aching nipples. I moaned at the contact, he moved his hand underneath my top and pulled my bra down.
Teasingly, he rubbed my breast, slowly inching up to my nipple. He twisted it slightly and brushed the pain away with a pleasuring rub. My heart was beating a hundred miles a minute with his slow movements. I watched in bliss as he moved his other hand down my stomach and stopped at the waistband of my leggings, he looked up into my eyes before I nodded. 
He slipped his hand inside and moved my thong aside, slowly he moved his fingers to my clit, pushing down slightly, and started rubbing small circles there. I whimpered as he touched me, looking up at me before circling my tight hole. "Do you like that, gattina?" I nodded at him, pleasure ran in shocks up and down my body. He spoke again, "Use your words, Isabella." 
I moaned loudly when he roughly pushed his finger inside, moving in and out whilst rubbing my clit with his thumb. "Yes, yes. Please!" He smiled with satisfaction and I clenched around him as he sped up his fingers, using his other hand to stimulate my nipples. I clenched once again, just as I could feel the pleasure building up, he chuckled and smirked at me, "Wait. Not yet," I groaned at him in frustration. 
"Please, I'm so close," I begged him before he sped up his fingers in my pussy, his thumb rubbing my clit faster. Sweat gathered on my forehead as I tried to keep myself from exploding, just before I couldn't handle it, he reached up to my ear and moved his hand from my breast, and wrapped it around my throat, pressing slightly. "Now." Mr.Ravelli whispered into my ear. Not needing to hear it another time, I moaned loudly into his neck as I saw stars appear behind my eyes, my orgasm washing over me in strong waves.
After I came down from my high, he pulled his fingers out of me and whispered in my ear. "Remember this, gattina, for it will never  happen again." He gently pulled my head back, taking his fingers out of me, and kissed me on my forehead. "Now, off." Mr.Ravelli pushed me onto the chair in front of him and licked his fingers that were dripping with remnants of my orgasm. Once I didn't move, he pretended as if I wasn't there and simply closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Scoffing, I made my way to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror, seeing my flushed face and bloodshot eyes, I looked up into the fluorescent lights as I felt a lone tear rolling down my eyes. Looking back into the mirror, I felt the hot, sticky tears escaping my tear ducts, and was immediately filled me with rage. 
"All he did was make you cum, don't be pathetic," I told myself. Quickly wiping the tears and washing my face, I exited the bathroom and made my way to my seat. Before I could start overthinking, I felt a rush of fatigue and closed my eyes, hoping to sleep away the emotions. 
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