“So are you, my love.”
“Mmm,” she moans as we kiss some more.
“Keep moaning like that, and I can’t be held accountable for what happens.” I’ll fuck her right here and now in front of everyone.
“Don’t tease.” She pouts.
“Alright, we’re heading out,” Armando says to us, and one by one, everyone else leaves, and I have Alessia all to myself now.
Giving Vinny a look, he makes himself and the other men scarce. I don’t waste any time as I capture her lips and thrust my tongue inside of her mouth. “You really love my crazy ass?” she asks with a breathy voice.
“Yes. I’m crazy about this crazy ass.” I give said ass a good squeeze.
Her arms snake around my neck as she thrusts her breasts forward. “I’m fucking delirious for you.”
“Yeah?”
She nods her head, biting down on that bottom lip of hers. “I especially love it when you fuck me like you hate me.”
God, I love this woman.
“Can we go home now?” she murmurs as she kisses my neck.
“Not just yet. I have plans for you that cannot wait.”
She leans back to look at me with a mischievous grin. “Yeah? What kind of plans?”
Chapter thirty-one
Alessia
Ihave spent my entire life trying to subdue my crazy side, thinking no one on this planet could harness it, but that man really did exist. And his name is Massimo De Luca. Don of the De Lucas and king of my soul.
He doesn’t ever try to domesticate me or kill my temper. He urges me to harness it, and at times, he likes to feed off it to unleash the beast inside of him.
Like right now, he has both of my wrists bound behind my back in one of his powerful hands, and his face is buried between my thighs from behind. The noise from the club in the background drowns out my cries as I’m bent over the suede couch.
My knees wobble as he indulges. The crude way he slurps and savors me…he surely knows how to eat a pussy.
His arm hooks around my waist when I almost collapse from the orgasm that smacks into me without much warning. I go limp against the couch with my ass in the air. He releases my wrists, and I hear him chuckle when I don’t move.
My eyes flutter when he coaxes me into his lap to sink down on his cock. The very breath in my lungs still when I’m fully seated and filled with him. He gazes up at me with tension in his jaw and I can smell myself on him.
Rising up on my knees, I begin to ride him. I ride him until I wilt against him from our simultaneous orgasms. My head rests on his broad shoulder as I try to catch my breath.
“Now, we can go home,cara mia,” he murmurs into my ear.
I’m spent when we slip into the back of the SUV, and Massimo keeps me in his lap. His light caresses keep me sedated as he pets me like a kitten. “Potrei guardarti tutto il giorno.”I could look at you all day.
“Mmm.” I rest my head on him. I feel wetness sticking between my thighs and leaking out of me. “I might be leaving a wet spot on you in a moment here.”
Pressing his lips to my forehead, his hand begins sliding up my thigh from knee until it stops at the peak. His calloused thumb rubs through the wetness in circles. Then he dips behind the delicate fabric, and I take in a sharp breath when he rubs me.
“How do you do this to me?” I whisper as I look up at him through hooded eyes.
Everything grows fuzzy as he continues to circle my clit, and he kisses me lightly on the lips. “Do what,gattina?”
“Make me like this. Defenseless.” I pant. “Unguarded.”