9 - Alessia #2
“That ’s it babe, scream for me. Don’t hold back!” I say against her clit before I suck on it, hard. I can feel her pussy pulsating around my fingers, so close to her orgasm.
“A-Alessia, I-I…” Words stumble out of her.
“Come for me, Tesoro. Scream for me!”
With one last suck on her clit, she comes undone for me. Shuddering and moaning my name. She rides my face until her legs give out, I lick up every drop of her arousal.
She sags against the shower tiles and I stand to hold her up, kissing her softly. Harper holds her eyes closed but a satisfied smile tugs at her lips.
But I’m not done with her, this is just a moment for her to catch her breath.
I grab a big towel from the rack and dry her off, then I take her hand and lead her over to the bed.
I lay her down on the Egyptian cotton and look at her from the foot of the bed.
Her eyes are glassy and content, ready to fall asleep. But there is no rest for the wicked.
The bed dips under my knee as I climb on it to crawl to her.
Her pussy still glistening from her release.
Now that I had a taste of her I want more, need more.
I crawl over to her, up to her mouth. I nip at her lips, a question to let me in.
My lips fuse to hers as I lick and softly bite her lips.
She lets me in, our tongues tangled in a feverish dance.
This woman is going to be my undoing. Her breath hitches and I feel her nipples tighten against my own breasts.
I back away from her and sit on my knees between her legs, such a pretty view, her chest is heaving and her dark brown eyes are burning with need.
“Turn around.” My voice is hoarse and stern. Harper raises a brow and makes no movement.
“I said… Turn. Around.” This time she complies, hesitantly, she turns to lay on her stomach.
“Ass in the air, I want to see your pussy and beautiful round ass.”
This time see does as she’s told and lifts her ass up for me. I trail my fingers down her tattoo, over her ass and through her wet pussy.
“Still so ready for me, aren’t you?”
“Yes…” Her answers almost like she’s holding her breath, waiting for what’s coming next. My fingers still gliding up and down her pussy, circling her clit and then back up again.
“Let’s see if that pretty pussy of yours has had enough or if it wants more.”
“More, please…”
Hearing her say ‘please’ makes my own core clench, my own pussy dripping with pleasure.
I lift up on my knees and pinch her clit, making her gasp.
One hand caresses her curvy ass while my fingers slowly slide into her pussy.
I feel her relaxing into my touch. When I hear a little moan I lift my hand and let it land on her left cheek.
Another gasp leaves her lips but she leans into me again.
I look down at her ass, to the place my hand just landed and see a faint red mark.
“Good girl.” I praise her.
“Again?” she asks.
“Such a greedy girl.”
She stay s silent and as my fingers curl inside her to that sensitive spot my hand finds her right cheek. She moans loudly.
“P-Please… More please!”
I lean over her and kiss her spine, my fingers pumping inside her. I hear her pussy getting wetter with each thrust of my fingers. I kiss down her spine until I’m back behind her. I give her four quick slaps, two on each cheek. I feel her pussy clenching down on my fingers, rippling.
“Do you want to come?”
“Yes!” She all but screams now. Her need is so overwhelming that she loses control.
That earns her another combination of slaps.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, please, Alessia! Please make me come!” That’s all I needed to hear. Quickly I lay down on my back and slide myself under her dripping pussy.
“Sit.”
She hovers her pussy above my mouth and I lick her from the bottom to her clit. My fingers fill her pussy again and I start to pump them in and out without holding back. I want her juices dripping all over me. I can feel her legs tremble beside me.
“Come for me, Tesoro.”
That seems to tip her over the edge and her pussy sinks onto my mouth to feast on her. She grinds onto my mouth, riding through her orgasm, using my face to prolong the sensation. When her legs stop trembling, she lays herself beside me.
We’re both still catching our breath, chests heaving, when my phone rings. I let out a grunt and pick it up to see that Elio is calling.
“Good morning, Elio. It’s a bit early to start bothering me, don’t you think?” I say, looking at Harper’s satisfied smile.
“Sorry boss, but this couldn’t wait. The meeting with the Dons this afternoon has been pushed forward, you should be there in an hour.” He says. I let out a sigh and can’t help the eyeroll I make. Harper chuckles beside me.
“Okay pick me up in forty-five minutes then.”
“Yes, boss.” With that Elio hangs up the phone.
I turn onto my side and look at Harper. I stroke her cheek and lean in to kiss her again. She snuggles closer to me and I break our kiss.
“I need to get ready; we have a meeting in an hour.”
“We?” Her brows rise.
“Yes, we , I’m not letting you out of my sight.
” I say as I step out of bed and walk to closet.
I need something that screams power. This will be the first meeting with the Dons since my father died and I need to make a statement.
I walk around in my closet, taking items and assessing them.
Harper now sits at the foot of the bed watching me.
I take out a mahogany red dress, then I grab my garters, stockings and bra from the drawer and pause in front of the shoes.
“Pick those Louboutin’s you had on earlier this week. They match with the dress and the blue in them matches your eyes.” Harper says from the bed.
I grab t he shoes and start dressing. As I’m putting on my stockings I say to her, “Go to your bedroom and put something on. I already had some clothes delivered for you or pick something from my stuff. I want you ready in thirty minutes.” I pause looking at her.
“Oh, and be a good girl and leave the panties at home.” A look of shock covers her face and I wink.
She runs off to her bedroom and I walk over to the bathroom sink to fix my hair, now messy due to my morning activities, and put on make up.