16. Alessia
Chapter sixteen
Alessia
“ Ti voglio , Massimo.” I want you , I murmur against his lips.
“Then it’s time for us to go home.” His hand slides down to firmly grip my ass, and I lodge a whimper in my throat when he puts some distance between us.
The fire in my core is so intense it’s throbbing, and I thank God I decided to wear panties. Otherwise, I’d be dripping down my thighs already. His firm grip on my hand as he pulls us back through the same way we came is more possessive than ever. For months, this storm of wanton and desire has been brewing and simmering merely confined. It’s time to unleash it and destroy what we must.
Once we slip inside the vehicle and get moving, Massimo pulls me over his lap and teases me with his lips. Peppering tender kisses along my jaw line to my ear, my head cradled in his large hand. Breathing heavily, he kisses the shell softly, then starts dragging his lips down the side of my neck and to my throat. His bristly facial hair scratching my skin, adding to every sensation.
My fingers are tangled in the back of his hair as his hand slides down the column of my neck, and his lips drag back to mine. Our lips are slack as they rub together, and his hand continues going down until it cups my breast. He realizes I’m not wearing a bra underneath my dress, and the silky material is thin enough so that when he lightly circles my nipple, it’s a vivid experience for us both.
“Touch me, Massimo,” I beg in a hoarse voice, not recognizing it.
“ Cara mia , my first time touching you will not be here,” he whispers, and I gasp when he pinches my nipple. The sensation sends a zing straight to my pussy.
I wonder if he’ll spank me again tonight or if that’s just for punishment. If that’s the case, I’ll have to misbehave more often because I want nothing more than to relive that pleasureful pain.
His beard rubs against my cheeks as his mouth reaches my other ear, and he chuckles. It’s deep and rumbly and sexy as fuck.
“It’s like I can hear every thought going on inside of that intriguing head of yours.”
“Yeah? What am I thinking?”
“You’re thinking about that spanking, gattina . Are you hoping you might get another one tonight?”
“That depends.” He hums in response. “What will you do as a punishment from now on?” I pant. “If spankings are for—” My breath hitches when he pinches my nipple again, but this time much harder making me hiss.
“The ways I could punish you are insurmountable, Alessia. Though I have a feeling we might go through the list relatively quick, and I’ll have to get more creative,” he muses. His finger makes its way into my mouth, and he hooks it to the back of my bottom teeth, cranking my mouth open wide. “I have a feeling you’ll enjoy it too much.”
I think so too .
Not only was the ride home a provocation, but it was also torture. All I wanted to do was straddle his lap and fuck him, not caring who could see and hear us. I think it was antagonizing for him as well because when we got home, he practically dragged me out of the car and in through the front door. When we hit the bottom of the steps, he hoists me up, wrapping my legs around his waist.
We’re both grinning, our faces lightly touching as he ascends the stairs, holding me like it’s nothing. His hands are large enough to cover my ass completely. The anticipation is driving me wild. All the things I’m conjuring up inside my brain of what’s to come. Of what I’ll allow him to do to me. The list is unending.
There’s this tingling sensation I’ve never felt before in the pit of my stomach once we’re closed inside his bedroom, and he sets me on my feet. It’s like I’m nauseous and high from the nerves and excitement flowing through me. I’ve never been so overwrought with emotion involving sex. Sex has always been exciting for me, but never like this.
His hands make their way around my back as his mouth descends on mine once again. The kiss isn’t hasty, but deliberately slow and penetrating as his tongue vulgarly explores me. The zipper on the back of my dress moves down at a measured pace, and I drop my hands from his neck to let it fall to the floor.
Removing his lips from mine, he creates some distance to take in my full appearance as I stand there in just a tiny pair of satin panties and my heels. His pupils dilate as they bounce all around my body for what feels like forever, causing me goosebumps, and palpitating in my chest.
“ Perfezione ,” Perfection , he rumbles, setting off a shiver down my entire body, and a new flood of desire is sapped from me. His eyes snap up to mine, and his lips flicker with a subtle twitch. “The things I have been imagining doing to you, bella . All the things.” He absorbs my body with his stare and licks his lips like a starved beast.
I’m immobile and frozen to my spot now, witnessing the effect he must have on all his victims. He’s wholly entrapped me with his weighted power, making me picture the sick things he’s been planning for me. I know it’ll be like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.
Prowling back to me, he gently coaxes me, laying me down on his soft bed. The smell of him engulfs me, making me feel drunk and dizzy. His eyes are locked with mine as he picks one of my feet up and kisses my ankle then peels off my shoe. Placing it gently back down, he does the same with my other. We haven’t even started yet, and I’m gasping for air as my chest pulses with accelerated breaths.
The thought of not having the upper hand in anything has reliably disrupted my calm and plunged me into panic. But with Massimo, I anticipate his total dominance over me. For one night, I won’t be indomitable. I’ll give into submission.
I finally break our connection when his shirt falls to the floor. My eyes widen at the taut muscles kept hidden from me. I anticipated he’d be built from solid steel, but I was looking at the most beautiful abstract art I have ever seen. The scars and tattoos that are scattered throughout his torso and mar his skin are storytelling and radiate more power. He looks intrepid and valiant, standing there showing off his years as not only a boss but a warrior.
Maybe it won’t be so bad to let myself fall for him in time. I won’t be diving in headfirst, but perhaps I can go ahead and dip my toes in one at a time.
When he strips down completely and his erection bobs in the air, my eyes remain wide. It’s the most beautiful cock that exists. Long, thick , veiny, and just as hard as he is. He’s fucking hung. The image of him stuffing it in my mouth, choking me, and cutting off my air supply has me salivating.
I open my knees for him as he crawls up on the bed. Settling his shoulders under my thighs, his hands slide under my ass cheeks to grip them and lift me up to his mouth. Over my panties, he takes one long swipe with his tongue, making my back arch and my mouth pop open on a silent gasp. Then he nuzzles his nose against me and hums. The vibration causes me to twitch and quiver. Even in the middle of an orgasm, I’ve never been so sensitive.
“ Dolcezza ,” he rasps and nips at me making me jolt.
“Fucking hell, Massimo.” I squirm, trying to get his mouth where I want it.
The grip he has on my ass tightens to the point of pain, making me hiss and clench up. “I have longed for this through years of patience, cara mia . Too long. You will let me take my sweet time with you.” He places a gentle kiss on the inside of my thigh. “I’m going to savor the taste of your cunt first. Drink you the fuck in.” He kisses the other thigh then makes a wet trail up to my core again.
Fisting the sheets in sexual frustration, he continues with a lick here, a kiss there, a nip there, all on top of the soaked satin still separating us, sticking to me and blocking him. I feel like such a beggar, desperate for the ultimate gratification.
I’m so close to screaming when he finally begins to peel my panties down. His eyes practically roll back when he shoves them under his nose and deeply inhales. It sends another delicious quiver through me, and he growls like a madman before tossing them to the side.
Licking his lips again, he stares down at my bare pussy. He whispers something inaudible under his breath as he kisses the inside of my knee and makes his way towards my center. Repeatedly teasing me by stopping just on the perimeter of my labia, his facial hair lightly brushing against my clitoris. Then he takes it away and does the same thing on the opposite side. But this time, he doesn’t stop. He kisses all the way to my center, and all the air rushes from my lungs when he tongues me there.
I can’t tear my eyes away from him as he indulges. So articulate with his tongue and lips. Knowing exactly how to move them and where to move them. Reading every stifled noise and faint muscle spasm from me. His painful grip on my ass pulls me apart, pulling me taut and exposing me.
There’s nothing he can’t get to.
His tongue covers my whole pussy, moving strategically, edging me over and over. He isn’t teasing me, though. He’s stringing this out, and I can’t hate him for it. I’m not ready for a crash yet. Not when the high will be unworldly.
He stabs his tongue deep inside of me as his dexterous lips continue to move around me, and the orgasm comes abruptly. Every single muscle in my body locks up painfully tight, and then I am convulsing, but I’m not at all coming down. He continues to devour, and my orgasm rolls right into another one where I soar for so fucking long, I’m not sure if I’ll survive coming back.
As I finally do, thoughts of him inside of me fog my brain where I am literally his to do with as he pleases. As long as he is inside of me, and soon. No wonder how he has women willingly on their hands and knees for him. He’s a fucking sex god.
My pussy remains sizzling as he kisses his way up my stomach, and my eyes blink open sleepily. Stars dance across my vision as I watch him gingerly kiss his way to my breasts. “So fucking perfect, Alessia. So worth the wait.” He pulls one nipple into his mouth, and I suck air through my teeth when he clamps down on it with his teeth. I’m pretty sure if any other man would’ve done that, they’d have received a throat punch, but my body naturally arches up to him, offering him more of myself. His deft touch has me entrusting him with exotic bliss. But that’s as far as my trust goes.
Diving my fingers into his hair, I fist it. He lets out the faintest of a groan as he plucks my other nipple, pinching and rolling and pulling. The sting immediately kicks in when he removes his hot mouth, and the cool air hits it. “Delicious.” Grunting, he switches to my other breast to attack it. The one his mouth just abandoned, he replaces it with his fingers, and I feel it already bruising. Something about the fact that he has physically marked me has me ravenous.
“Massimo,” I plead.
His teeth clamp down on my other nipple, and I whimper, but I don’t beg him to stop. With my body, I’m begging him for more. Dragging my fingers down the back of his head, my nails dig into him, instigating him.
His hand abandons my breast to snake down the flat of my stomach, delving into my wetness. I twitch under him, not at all in control of my muscles as he rubs my pussy and then hooks two fingers inside of me. My ass flies off the bed, and my head snaps back.
Fuck. Me. Holy fuck .
He’s not prolonging my orgasm this time as he works his fingers harder and faster. My toes painfully curl, and my body binds up, and I cry out loud for the entire estate to hear. His teeth snap shut on my nipple in sync with my peak, and my vision goes black for a solid moment, leaving me completely blind and defenseless. Yet I give zero fucks.
Growling, my nipple pops out of his mouth, and he jumps up to kiss me hard on the mouth. His wet fingers dig into my hipbone as he grips it harshly. To accommodate the width of his hips, my knees fall wide, hitting the mattress. His steel rod probes me as our tongues are entangled, and our breathing intensifies. His facial hair rubs my face raw, and my nipples are chaffing against his chest.
Those large fingers of his wrap around my thighs, and he hikes my legs up high over his hips as he grinds his cock against me. I’m so overly sensitive from the ungodly orgasms he gave me that I spasm and mewl every time he nudges me. An indescribable sensation I can’t stand but cannot reject.
The way he rolls his hips, he’s entering me inch by tortuous inch. He’s definitely the biggest I’ve ever had, and I know it will be an incredibly snug fit. Possibly tearing me.
Every inch he dips into me, I think there couldn’t possibly be any more, but there is. Another inch, another, and another until his balls kiss my ass cheeks. He pulls back to look at me, stroking a tender hand down the side of my face and hair. There’s this strange look in his eyes that’s a combination of wildness, tenderness, and a dash of restraint.
“Don’t you dare hold back with me now, De Luca. Now that you’ve got me.”
“You’re not quite ready for all of me yet, gattina .”
“For what? Your whips and chains?” My purr is half taunting.
His hazel eyes roll all over my face in amusement. “I may have an unusual appetite, but I do not require them to take ownership of this beautiful…” My skin pebbles with tiny bumps as his rough hand gently slides down my body. “Sinful…” I hiss when he pauses to toy with my tender nipple. “ Seducente …” Seductive . He makes his way to my hip bone to dig his fingers into it, making me squirm. He is totally dominating me in every way possible. “Goddess of a body.”
I undulate my body underneath him as my hands run flat down his chest. Feeling out all the ridges and lumps that mark up his luscious body and rugged pulchritude. My nails find one of the biggest scars and curl into it.
His eyes become dangerously dark, but I barely have time to study them as he snarls and grips my jaw and neck in one hand to crash his mouth down for a punishing kiss. He pulls out to slam back in, jarring my body with the impact. I wrap my arms around his torso to hold on and keep close to him.
The entire length of his cock pulls all the way out and drills all the way back in over and over. Skin slapping and heavy breathing are all I can hear. My heart pounding and my pussy throbbing are all I can feel.
After the pounding continues to the point where I know for a fact I’ll be very sore tomorrow, rapturous pleasure heats in my lower belly, swirling like a tornado and funneling through my core. The throbbing from him stretching me gets more intense as I whine into his mouth, and he pounds into me harder and faster until he pulls out abruptly and he explodes all over my aching pussy. Running down my slits, feeling blazing hot against the stinging flesh.
When he runs a finger down there, I flinch and take a sharp breath. He gets a little twinkle in his eyes as he doesn’t let up. He is a sadist. And to my surprise, the anticipated wave of fear doesn’t wash over me.
My jaw is slack as he roughly shoves multiple fingers inside of me, and he pumps them with measured beats. It burns, it stings, it has me quaking.
Fuuuuuck .
My neck snaps as my eyes roll back, and I try to scream, but nothing comes out. Fire wreaks havoc through my core as I convulse like an addict.
All I can comprehend is grumbling coming from him as his heat leaves mine, then it’s a dreamy abyss I succumb to.