Grunting, I can feel that tingly sensation in the base of my spine right before my balls tighten up. Just as I feel my seed making its way through my shaft, I hold her head down on mycock as I drown her in it. Letting it slide directly down her abused throat. I don’t release her until I’m fully sated.
She gasps for air and sits back on her heels. Still, as she sits there on her knees, tear-streaked face, she looks sacrosanct and holy—like Hera herself, mightier than Zeus.
Tucking myself away, she catches her breath and goes to wipe away her tears, but I snatch her wrists into firm grips. On instinct, she becomes defensive from the restraint and begins to struggle against me. I soften my features and loosen my grasp as I pull her to her feet. I successfully allay her doubts. She yields, allowing me to frame her face with my hands.
“I hope that helps.” Her voice comes out a little hoarse.
I almost smile as I admire her tear-streaked face. I use my thumbs to swipe through the wet trails in fascination. “I’m afraid you just gave me more to think about,gattina.”
Her plush lips flutter. “Well, I will let you try and get back to work. I only wanted to drop in and say hi. Will we be having dinner together tonight?”
“Of course. And whatever you want to do for it.”
“Hmm.” She smirks. “Alright, Massimo. I’ll see you later.”
I kiss her gently on the lips and give her ass a little swat that makes her giggle. That fucking giggle will be the death of me.
I’d do anything to hear it.
Chapter nineteen
Massimo
Iknew I wouldn’t have to miss her for long as she came storming back into my office not even ten minutes later. The playful smirk replaced by a combative sneer.
“Miss me already, my love?” I muse because I just can’t help myself. She’s absolutely marvelous when her temper is spewing.
“I told you I am not moving into your bedroom,” she vehemently scolds as she stops in front of my desk. Fists shaking at her sides, and her eyes wild with fury.
“Ourbedroom,cara mia,” I say calmly and lean back in my chair.
“You think you’re funny or something? I’m just going to move all my shit back.” The smirk on my face twitches, and she spins around to stomp out of the room.
Sighing, I wonder if I even have the energy for this when she just drained me of it only minutes ago. Aw well. I knew what I was doing, and now I must deal with the ramifications.
Peeling my jacket off and hanging it over the back of my chair, I head for the stairs. When I come to a stop in the hall betweenour two bedrooms, I hear her cursing and growling in rapid Italian as she leaves our bedroom with a pile of her clothing and stomps into her old bedroom.
When she storms back across the hallway and into our room again, I follow her. “You know, my love.” I loosen my tie and unbutton the top button of my dress shirt. Getting comfortable. “I’ll just have everything moved right back.” She stops outside the closet with more clothes balled up in her arms. “I think you should know by now that I don’t say anything that I don’t mean. And eventually, I do get what I want.”
She screams through her teeth and throws the pile of clothing to the floor. Plowing right through the pile, she aggressively advances on me. “We had a deal! You agreed to let me have my own room until we’re married!”
“Lower your voice,cara,” I warn.
“No! I will not lower my voice! You don’t get to call all the shots! You don’t own me! No one does!” she screams up at me.
Something inside me cracks, and I have her jaw firmly secured in my hand. Her eyes only narrow in wrath rather than widening in fear. Her instincts kick in, and she attempts to fight me off, but maybe it would work on a weaker man. But I easily conquer her, backing her up to the bed and shoving her back.
“Massimo!” she shrieks when she bounces off the mattress. “Do not manhandle me like that!” She pushes up to a sitting position, deranged as a feral cat, claws out and ready to spill blood.
“Do not scream in my face,” I say coolly and crawl over the bed. She tries to scramble back, but I yank her down by her ankles. “I will not disrespect you like that, so I’d appreciate it if you do not disrespect me.”
“Disrespect?! What the fuck do you call this?!”
Taking her wrists, I crank them up over her head and slam them down on the pillows as my legs straddle her body. Shestops resisting and glares up at me as if she’s calling my bluff. “Keep going, Alessia. You’ll only make your punishment last longer.”
“Punishment?! I didn’t do anything wrong! You’re the one who went against your word!”
“I did not go against my word,” I quip. “I told you. Things change.”