Page 58 of Doll's Eye

The tension in my head tightens as I draw my eyebrows inward. “Yes, Alessia. You can put all your trust in me. I won’t ever betray you. Never use your weakness against you.” She stares up at me, skeptical and weary. I have to keep in mind thatshe isn’t herself. “Let yourself go with me. You’re safe, baby.” I kiss her lips. “You’re always safe with me. Your heart.” I place a hand over her heart. “Your body.” I run that same hand down her body slowly, and her eyes flutter shut as her head rests back. “And your head.” I grip the back of her neck firmly, making her pliant in my grasp as I crash my lips down on hers.

Her back arches as my tongue dives into her sweet mouth. She twists her body in my arms and climbs on top of me. Straddling me and wrapping her entire self around me as if she can’t get close enough. “Massimo. Make me feel,” she rasps as her hips roll and rock.

“What would you like me to make you feel,amore?” I kiss her back and dig my fingertips into her shapely hips.

“Anything. Everything,” she breathes.

“I think I know what you need,gattina.” She needs the control taken from her. She needs pain added to her grief. “Up on your feet,” I command. With glossy eyes, she rises. I use her hips to pivot her around and she loses her balance, catching herself with her hands on the edge of the tub. Exactly the position I needed her in.

“Just like that,gattina,” I rasp, and admire her exposed backside. She moans loudly when my mouth makes contact with her cunt and I eat her.

On reaction, she pushes against me, greedy for more friction. My mouth inches up to that taut ring of muscles. And slide two fingers inside her needy cunt. She moans and continues rocking. I curl my fingers and begin fucking her and my tongue jabs at her other hole. She stills in desire and I look for that sweet spot inside of her.

When her legs start to tremble, she mewls and her back hollows. I don’t let up, knowing she’s right there. A feminine cry comes out of her when a clear liquid ejects from her cunt, running down my hand and splashing my chin and chest.

Standing up behind her, I rub that liquid up and down the crease of her perfect ass, then stroke some on my cock. My mouth hangs open in awe at the sight and sensation.

Gripping both meaty globes, I spread them and rub the head of my cock against her. Warning her of where I plan on fucking her.

Her muscles relax on instinct, and opens up for me like a flower blooming. Using one hand, I grasp my shaft and push forward with my hips. She hisses through her teeth as I sink in. I continue pressing forward until I finally bottom out. Her muscles contract around me, and I give her body a moment to accommodate.

“Please, Massimo,” she whispers hoarsely.

“I got you, baby.”

Pulling out to the tip, I slam back in, letting her ass swallow me whole. I know she needs more, so I rut into her with savagery. Not withholding my brawn or craving. I catch her around the waist when he arms gives out without falter.

Every time my pelvis hits her, it jerks a moan from her. My balls feel heavy as they sway and slap her pussy. Her hands claw at my arm circling her waist and she whines.

Hissing through gritted teeth, I feel my balls clench up right before I explode. My hips become immobile when my pelvis kisses her ass and my cock twitches inside of her to empty.

Sound and sight eventually come back to me and I realize Alessia is shaking and I hear a sniffle. Gently removing myself from inside of her, I turn her to face me and everything drops.

I don’t say a word as I gather her in my arms and sit down with her to purge herself of the dormant grief. To lament her suffering.

To face her pain, and allow me to share it with her.

Chapter thirty

Massimo

Apiece of Alessia was taken from her when her father died. I can do my best to give her pieces of me, but I can never replace them.

Ever since her mother came home from the hospital, it has undoubtedly brightened her days. I thought tonight would be a good time to go out and have some fun, for Alessia’s sake. Unfortunately, I only have more things to stress over.

From a liable source of mine, I heard that the Bortsovs are finally coming out of the shadows and making moves. They’re a Russian family that came to Jersey about a decade ago and kept to themselves. But we knew it was only strategic thinking on their part. Being a new family moving in so close to already claimed territory, they became public enemy number one. One wrong move, and they would’ve had every family on the East Coast on them. So, they kept their heads down and slowly encroached on territory lines.

With Marino Bonetti and Angelo De Luca out of the way, they assume they could capitalize on our collective low point. Whatthey don’t know is that the Bonetti’s and De Luca’s are not at war over it, and we’re at the height of our accord. The fortification of our union has made us into a revered powerhouse.

They do have one advantage, though. Their connections with the Abramovs, the most prominent Russian family on the entire East Coast with the latest and greatest weapons and tech. We may have always had a good relationship with them, but Russians tend to stick together. So, if it comes down to it, they’ll likely side with each other.

I’m just getting into the shower when I get the alert on my phone for the gates. Alessia is finally home from spending the day with her mother, which is perfect timing. She can join me in the shower.

Not even five minutes later, I see her silhouette move across the fogged glass, and my cock hardens, watching her remove her clothing. I smirk when she opens the door and steps inside.

“Amore,” I rumble, and she comes to wrap her arms around my waist.

She sighs in content. “I missed you.”

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