Chapter 16 #2
Alessio’s eyes dilated, the pupils almost swallowing the deep brown as he licked his lips and moved down to his knees. The rush of power I felt in that moment was as exhilarating as it was arousing.
He was fully trusting me with this knowledge, with this control I now held over him, and I swore to myself in that moment that I would never abuse it.
With his face at cock level, I knew what he wanted me to do, what he’d somehow worked out I wanted to tell him to do. He’d always been the more intuitive one between us, the braver one when it came to going after what he wanted.
I might think it, but Alessio was the one who acted on it. He’d asked me for something he knew I wanted to give, therefore granting me the permission to take it.
So that was exactly what I decided to do. I reached for his face and traced my fingers down his stubbled cheeks.
“Unzip my jeans.” The order sounded so foreign coming from my lips, but when Alessio immediately did as he was told, I almost came right there and then from the high I felt from his obedience.
This feeling… This control…
It was intoxicating.
And knowing I was the one who was making Alessio feel so turned on, so desired, was like a drug. One I was instantly hooked on.
“Look at me,” I said, and hooked a finger under his chin and leaned down to press my mouth to his. “I want you to kiss and suck my cock.”
“Oh fuuuck.”
I grinned, pleased I’d followed his lead, thrilled to explore this new side of us. “Take me out of my jeans.”
Alessio swallowed and nodded, then, like a guy in a sex haze, reached inside my briefs and pulled my dick free. I sucked in a breath at his warm touch, as he curled his long fingers around my thick shaft and squeezed.
The look on his face was that of someone in awe of what was about to happen, until…
The sound of keys in the front door.
Alessio and I froze at the exact same moment.
Then both of our heads whipped toward the door as the deadbolt was unlocked.
Alessio moved like the speed of lightning then, dropping his hand and springing to his feet, as the handle turned and he shoved me into the kitchen out of view as the front door pushed open and his father stepped inside.
I quickly shoved my naked cock back inside my jeans, praying he wouldn’t be staying too long, as Alessio somehow managed to say, “Hey there, forget something?”
How in the world he was able to function coherently when we’d almost gotten caught with our pants down, literally, was beyond me, and I tried to get my heartbeat under control.
“Yes, I realized a couple blocks away that I left my phone on the—”
Alessio leaned around the doorframe I’d just been holding up with my bare ass and winked at me, before snagging the phone sitting there. Then he stepped out of the kitchen and tossed it over to his father.
“Counter? Yeah, I saw it.”
His dad chuckled as I decided right then and there that I just might kill Alessio. He’d seen his dad’s phone and didn’t think he might come back for it?
That crazy shit—
“Where’s Rafael?”
“Oh, uh, he’s upstairs in the bathroom.”
“Gotcha. Well, enjoy your movie and I’ll see you later.”
“You sure now? Won’t be back in another five minutes?”
“Hopefully not. Night, son.”
“Night.”
I stayed hidden until the door shut and I heard Alessio lock up. Then I stepped into the living room, arms crossed.
“You knew his phone was there and still—”
“Wanted to suck your dick? Damn right.”
“Yeah well, after that, the only thing you get to put in your mouth is the popcorn you just popped.”
“That’s just mean.”
“Too bad,” I told him, but held on to his hand as I headed back to the kitchen. “I’m the boss, remember? That’s the way you like it.”
“Don’t forget, you like it too.”
God, he was incorrigible. “We could’ve been caught.”
“I never would have let that happen.” Alessio stopped and pulled me back into his arms, brushing his lips over mine. “I’ll always protect you, always watch over you. I love you. You know that, right?”
THE MEMORY ENDED abruptly and I was back at the pulpit, hundreds of eyes intently focused on me.
I didn’t know why my mind had chosen that one, something so wholly inappropriate for where I was.
Maybe it had something to do with the eyes on me, I don’t know.
But it had me struggling to remember what I was saying.
My fingers curled around the edges of my notes, and it was strange the way I could still feel Alessio’s hand in mine. Could still hear his teasing tone in my ear.
And even now, he was one of those pairs of eyes watching me.
“Let us not forget,” I said, my voice coming out raspy, and I had to clear my throat before continuing. “God is faithful, and He always provides a way through.”
Before I did something I would regret, like look up again, I closed my eyes and led the congregation in a prayer, one I needed more than they did. When I finished and opened my eyes, they automatically went to the spot where Alessio stood.
But he was gone, walking toward the exit quickly like he needed to get out of there, and I found myself heading down the aisle in his direction.
“A wonderful mass, father,” I heard on my left, and I nodded and gave a polite smile as I continued forward. But the amount of people wanting a moment of my time, gently touching my arm to stop me and get my attention, had me losing sight of Alessio.
Until I saw the doors burst open and his dark hair blowing around him and into the night.
Gone.