51. Alessia
CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
ALESSIA
I don’t know how I’m doing this; I don’t know where this dominance is coming from. Maybe it’s always been there. Or maybe I truly am so angry that it’s bringing this side of me out. Whatever it is, I’m embracing it now before I lose my nerves.
I don’t know what I expect, but it definitely isn’t what I’m seeing right now.
This alpha man, a mafia prince, a man that has an entire city afraid of him, is on his knees, waiting for me to give him the next command. The problem is, I don’t know what’s next and my nerves are starting to deteriorate. I take a deep breath as I walk around him, pushing my shoulders back. I bend down and yank his head back, gripping his hair tightly.
“How far are you willing to go? How far are you willing to go for us to go back to normal?”
“Do your worst, little devil.” I laugh. Because what I’m thinking of doing is probably the furthest thought away from his mind.
“Take your clothes off.” He moves with swiftness as I walk to my side of the bed. I reach into the drawer and pull out my dildo. I’m doing it, there’s no need in holding back. I pick up the lube that’s next to it and head over to him.
“I’m going to blindfold you.” He tenses a bit as I grab the blindfold that’s next to the lube. I tuck the lube in my pocket and tie the blindfold over his eyes. I bend down and kiss the side of his neck. He’s still tense even as I run my tongue up and down his neck.
“Relax, Astor. I won’t hurt you, I promise.” I smile inwardly at myself and my self-control. I get down on my knees in front of him and remove my shirt and bra. I wrap my hand around the back on his neck. “Open your mouth.”
He does and I stuff my breast into his mouth. He groans on contact and wraps his lips tightly around my nipple, tugging.
I moan and tilt my head back. His hand comes around me and he yanks me closer as he switches to the other side.
Well, fuck. He clearly doesn’t need his eyes to touch me, because I feel his fingers slipping into my pants.
“Take them off,” he says as a groan slips from my lips.
“I thought I was in charge here?” I tease.
“You are, but be in charge without your clothes. Preferably.” I roll my eyes and he runs his tongue over his lip. But, I listen anyway and take my pants off, pushing him backwards onto the floor.
“Turn over,” I say. He rolls over onto his stomach and I run my hand down his back. “Good boy. Fuck, you’re a good boy.” I truly don’t understand what’s coming out of my mouth, but I go with it. I go with it because it’s making me feel empowered. It’s making me feel like I have so much fucking power.
I decide against using the dildo on him. I don’t know why, but it feels like it’s too much. Maybe another day. Instead, I run my finger over his anus. He tenses and I counteract with my other hand. I can’t reach his cock and I need to. I need to feel it in my hand. “Slide up on your knees, Astor.”
When he slides up, I wrap my hand around his cock and yank. He pushes back and it forces my finger inside of his ass. The animalistic growl that comes out of his mouth is gritty and filled with what sounds like want. So, I press further into him and yank off his blind off. When I push my finger in and out of him, further and further, I expect him to push away. Instead, he pushes back on me, so I add a finger. I’ve never done this, but fuck, why is it so goddamn hot?
“Alessia...” he groans as I pick up my speed. I jack him off as fast as I can with my fingers in his ass. He’s taking all of it, just to stop me from being angry with him.
But based off the sounds his making, I think he’s enjoying it. It fuels my fire, making me squeeze his cock harder.
“Fuck, Alessia. Stop.”
“No, not until you come.”
“Goddamn Alessia, stop .”
“You want me to stop? You need to come. Now.” He practically screams. It’s a sound I’ve never heard. It’s a side of him I’ve never seen when he doubles over and spurts his cum out everywhere. I pull my finger out and he curses under his breath, dropping flat onto his stomach.
I quickly stand and flop onto the bed, grabbing the dildo from earlier. I spread my legs and the moment I turn it on, Astor whips his head in my direction.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
“It’s my turn. And you’re going to watch.”
“Like fuck I am. You just had fingers in my ass. You just made me come all over my self. I’m fucking you. Whether it’s now or after you make yourself come is up to you. You had your fun; you get one more request. You either tell me to fuck you now or fuck you after. But malyshka …” he says, crawling towards me, pushing my knees apart. “I will be fucking you.”
My breathing hitches as I look up at him. I tuck my lip into the side of my mouth and drag the dildo down my stomach, laying it on my pussy folds. He raises his eyebrow and leans backwards on the heels of his feet to watch me. My eyes close as the vibration of it tears through me. I push it inside of my pussy and silently thank myself for getting the vibrating one. I snap my eyes open and watch as Astor fists his cock, watching me. And just like last time, it’s like his stare fuels me, it fuels my body. I dig the vibrator deeper, making my back arch. “Look at you, fighting your orgasm. Let me see it. Let me see how you make yourself come.”
My body folds and I scream, I scream because his voice sends me over the edge.
“Good fucking girl. You’re so soaked.”
I sit up after what feels like a century of what it took me to get myself together.
“Now fuck me. And hard. Because you haven’t touched me in too long and I know it’s my fault, and I know I should’ve talked to you more, and I know I shouldn’t have pushed you away, and I know I shouldn’t have been so mean to you, and...” My eyes fill with tears and I brace myself. “Just fuck me, Astor, because if you don’t fuck me, I’ll cry. And I don’t want to fucking cry anymore. I want to hurt people. I want to hurt the people that fucking hurt me.”
He sits between my legs and a tilts my face to his.
“Oh, baby, we’re going to do more than hurt them…we’re going to kill them. All of them. Now lay back. I missed my pussy and I need my fucking fill of you.”
He pushes my hair out of my hair, tucking it behind my ear as I lay back.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” I say as he kisses me.
“Don’t be, little devil. You’re going to make it up to me. For the next…” He peeks over me to the clock and smirks. “Two hours…you’re mine.”
I smirk at him and he growls at me, bending to my ear. “Open those fucking legs, little devil.”
Fuck .
My pussy is sore when I roll over to sit up in bed so I move a tad slower. I guess that’s what happens when you avoid you husband for three day. Astor sits up next to me and I lean my head on his shoulder.
“Ok?” he asks. I nod and as I run my hands down my cold thighs, my naked hand catches my attention. I get up and walk over to the draw he tucked my ring in. He watches me as I open it and grab it out and slide it back onto my finger.
I hold my hand out and tilt my head as I take it in.
“Don’t ever take that off again, malyshka ,” he says wrapping his arms around me and kissing my cheek.
“I won’t, I promise.”
And I mean it.