Page 37 of Undeniable

Happy to oblige, I glance up to make eye contact with her as I slowly repeat my action, spreading her legs a little farther apart this time. Her moan of approval indicates that she most definitely likes it, so I begin my assault on her sweet pussy like I have only dreamed about. She tastes better than I imagined, she feels better than I had thought. She is fucking perfect, and at least for now, all fucking mine.

My tongue works in quick motions, swirling over her clit before sucking with enough force to send her tumbling through her orgasm. Her nails sink into my skull as she grinds herself against me, riding out the last bit before her body relaxes.

I glance up to her, no doubt with hunger written plainly across my face. I am more than pleased to see a reflecting look across hers. We aren’t even close to being done for the night though. As if reading my mind, she practically leaps on me as I push my pants down and free my cock. She hovers over me and sinks down, taking every inch of me all at once.

We both let our simultaneous groans as we stay perfectly still. She is so fucking tight, I still for a few moments to allow her to get adjusted before I continue. Her hips slowly rock against me, earning another growl to rumble through my chest. It must be the encouragement that she needs because soon she is twirling her hips like a fucking porn star as she rasps and moans her pleasure.

Her legs begin to quake either from exhaustion or desire, or maybe a bit of both. I hold her hips in my tight grasp and begin to bounce her up and down in quick short thrusts.

“Gio, fuck. Yes!” She pants as her hands rest on top of my shoulders.

Her throaty moans have me pushing harder and faster until I feel her walls clamp down around me, sending me over the edge with her. She begins to scream her release and I slap my hand over her mouth, so that she doesn’t wake Alessandro.

She collapses into a boneless heap on top of my lap, and we stay that way for a few minutes. It’s fucking perfect. Her silk like skin pressed up against me sends a rush of feelings that I haven’t felt in so long. After a bit, she sighs against my shoulder and lifts her head up to look at me.

“As much as I don’t want to, I should probably get to Becca’s. I need fresh clothes and a shower and maybe a couple hours of sleep that aren’t interrupted by orgasms,” she teases with a smirk.

I scoff and roll my eyes before I kiss her lips chastely. “Overrated.”

She lets out a light laugh that makes my heart clench before she eases off of me. I instantly miss her body pressed against mine and find my mind rushing to think of the next time that I can get her alone. As if reading my mind, she smiles before leaning over and kissing my cheek.

“I will see you tomorrow, okay?”

I nod and stand up, intertwining our fingers as I walk her to the door.

“If I didn’t have Alessandro upstairs, I would insist on driving you home,” I say as she orders her ride home.

Tasha brushes me off before she puts her phone away. “Don’t worry about it. I don’t mind.”

I take a step closer to her as I loop my arms around her waist. “I don’t like you getting into stranger’s cars. It’s not safe.”

“I am a big girl, Gio. I think I will be okay,” she says with an amused smirk.

My brows furrow as I brush a loose piece of hair out of her face. “Someone could try to hurt you or take you.”

She gives me a nervous laugh and shrugs. “Who would want to take me?”

I give her a serious look as I cup her face. “Anyone.”

Her eyes spark at my reply before she leans onto her toes to kiss me. I groan against her lips before burying my fingers into her hair. Her lips gently part for me and I waste no time licking at the seam before flicking my tongue against hers. Not even a moment later, the absolute worst noise I could think of in the moment sounds from upstairs.

“Papa?” Alessandro calls out.

Tasha and I spring apart as we both quickly try to appear casual while Alessandro crests the corner and looks down the staircase at us. I school my features with a soft smile.

“Hey, everything okay?” I ask.

He nods sleepily. “I thought I heard something.”

“Just me,” Tasha chimes in. “My ride is taking forever.” Just then headlights flash through the entry window and she nods. “About time!”

I smother my laughter at her horrible acting skills before I nod. “Have a good night, Tasha.”

“Night,” she smiles with a meaningful look flickering in her eyes before she turns and steps out the door.

I find myself smiling at the closed door for a few seconds after she has left before I have to physically peel my eyes away to turn towards a curious looking Alessandro, watching me closely.

“Do you want me to tuck you back in?”

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