Chapter 27
Luci
11 Days Until The Wedding
W hen I wake up in the morning, I expect an empty bed but instead, a warm body wraps around me. Alessandro’s body. Glancing at the clock, I see it’s late for him to be asleep, but I’m not arguing with his presence. Last night vaguely comes back to me as I think of the bath. How in that moment the overwhelming tenderness from him was more than words could express.
I roll over, noticing Alessandro is only wearing boxers and I can see the outline of him. A thought crosses my mind when I see he’s slightly hard and I decide to act upon it. I gently grasp him from outside his underwear, and rub my hand up and down his length. His voice startles me when he growls deep in his chest.
“Luci, if you continue doing that, you’ll have to do something to get rid of it.”
I giggle as I pull him out, stroking him a few times before taking him into my mouth. I gag on his length, wanting to please him, even though I’m still not used to his size.
The shiver down his spine is obvious as he grabs my hair to hold me in place when he bucks his hips. “Don’t worry, I’ll train your throat so you can take all of me.” I keep my head still as he continues to thrust gently into my throat and saliva drips from my mouth, pooling around the base.
I pull myself off him, wiping my mouth off before speaking. “I want to know all the ways I can please you. Teach me more.”
He smirks in my direction before answering me. “Get off the bed. Get on your knees and face me.” I get off the bed while he sits on the edge, kneeling in front of him as I peer up through my lashes, waiting for him to say something.
“Pump me like you were doing earlier.” He throws his head back as I focus around the head of his dick. A small bead of precum leaks from the tip. “So perfect. Lick the slit. Don’t waste any of my cum.” The moan that vibrates from deep in his chest makes my legs squeeze together and my cheeks heat.
I stop pumping him and I notice his stare, hungry, like he wants to eat me for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. “What do you want me to do now?”
“Place your hands on my thighs and put your mouth on my cock. Trust me. I won’t hurt you.” The thought of giving him full control thrills me as much as it makes me anxious. I follow his directions when he grabs the nape of my neck, guiding me up and down on his thick cock. Each time he leads me down, he goes slightly lower. My eyes water when I gag and my hands want to push against his thighs.
Alessandro pulls me off him, still holding me by my neck. “If you keep pushing me away, I will tie your hands behind your back.” I inhale deeply and I’m not sure if it’s out of fear or arousal. The sudden wetness between my legs makes the answer pretty clear. Alessandro must notice this when he laughs deeply.
“Naughty, Luci. You want me to tie you up? I bet you’d love to be at my mercy. Tied up, blindfolded, gagged, whatever I choose.” He stands in front of me, forcing me to crane my head as he peers down with desire in his eyes. “Stay on your knees.” My heavy breathing and the padding of his feet on the floor are the only things that fill the silence. I hear the sound of a drawer opening as he pulls something out and then closes it.
“Put your hands behind your back. Trust me, it’ll be okay.” My hands shake as I place them behind my back, stiffening when Alessandro wraps the smooth fabric around my wrists, tying them snugly together.
He walks around me, squatting down until we’re at eye level, and runs two fingers lightly through my slit. My eyes widen when he pulls those fingers to his face, smelling them before he sucks them clean as he stands.
“Fuck, you smell as good as you taste. No need to deny how much this turns you on.” He grabs my hair, his erection directly in front of me. “Open up.”
My tongue swipes over my bottom lip before I open my mouth. Alessandro takes no time putting the tip of his dick in my mouth. I close my lips around him before he slides farther into my mouth.
“I’m going to fuck your throat. Swallow if you think you’ll gag. You need to relax or you’ll continue to gag. You’re going to be so good and follow directions.” The last part is a statement instead of a question. The way he invites himself in forces me to focus on relaxing as he works his way deep into my throat. I’m unable to control my eyes watering and the amount of saliva dripping down my chin.
“Holy fuck, you’re pretty with my cock in your mouth. You’re a fast learner, always wanting to please.” As he pulls himself out of my mouth, drool flies out of my mouth, dipping down onto my chest. “Put your tongue out. Suck my balls.” My eyes widen and he places his balls in my mouth and continues to pump himself. “Just like that. Hold on.” He sits down on the edge of the bed, leaning his pelvis toward the ceiling, which leads my tongue farther back. I try to pull myself away before he holds my head in place. “Don’t fucking move. That’s right, lick it.” I’m both horrified by how unhygienic this is and turned on by the pleasure on Alessandro’s face as he continues to stroke himself. He gets closer to finishing as he pants and he pulls me away from him when he sits up, ropes of cum streaming across my face. “You made me make a mess all over your pretty face. Here, I’ll help you clean it up.” He leads down, wiping his cum off my face and shoving his fingers into my mouth.
I’m swept off my knees and thrown on the bed as Alessandro switches places with me, him on his knees and my hands still tied behind my back. “You did so good. I’m going to give you a prize.” He licks me the same way I licked him, causing me to shriek when he suddenly rubs his fingers across my clit. Now I understand the pleasure he experienced. The orgasm that hits me is like nothing I’ve ever experienced. I’m consistently astonished by the way Alessandro knows what will please me before I do.
His eyes show how hungry he still is when he comes back up but he stops. He guides me off the bed and unties my wrists. “Let’s go take a shower. I took today off.”
“You took today off? Why?” Alessandro taking the day off is suspicious. Why would he do that?
“I took the day off to spend time with you. If this was last night, I would think you’d be thrilled. Now let’s go shower.” He walks away from me and into the shower.
“Wait! Last night? What about last night?” I try to recall the events of last night, but after the third bottle of wine, I can only remember bits and pieces of Alessandro bathing me.
Alessandro turns to me, amused by my question. “Interesting.”
“Interesting how?” What did I do? What did I say?
“Nothing. Don’t worry about it. I have plans for us today.” He kisses me gently, pausing to caress my cheek with a sparkle in his eyes when he drags me into the shower with him.
Plans? What plans? I don’t know if I should be terrified or curious. I can’t focus on either when Alessandro washes between my thighs, that hunger returning when he brings one of my legs over his shoulder. The water pours off his body as he pleasures me. Once. Twice. Three times until I can barely stand on shaky legs. When he’s done, we finish our shower and get ready for our day.