Chapter 8
CHAPTER EIGHT
ISABELLA
We only made it inside the door before he had me pinned to the wall, flipping my skirt over my back, and pumping two fingers into my folds until I coated them. The sound of his zipper sliding down sent another round of juices to my aching heat. I wanted him in me, and I didn’t have to wait long.
Picking me up, he lined his cock with my entrance and slammed into me.
I pressed my face to the front door, absorbing each slide of his meat banging my insides.
“Alessandro,” I said, purring his name like a cat wanting to be petted.
He reached around and rubbed his thumb against my clit.
My knees locked as I clenched around his shaft.
“Say it again, amore. Call out the man who’d do anything for you.”
“Alessandro, please. Give it to me. I’m so close to coming.”
“Stay with me forever.” He spanked my pussy and I came hard. “Yes. Yes. Alessandro.”
With one more deep pump he emptied every drop of his seed in me.
With his mouth on the back of my neck, he bit slightly, and I knew that he was marking me as his.
It was subtle and wouldn’t leave a mark, but my soul felt it.
Like a wild animal biting onto his mate as he mounted her.
Alessandro was breeding me, demanding I bring in the next generation with him.
I tilted my head, giving him more of me to latch onto and he took it. Licking, nipping, and kissing me until I was squeezing his semi-hard cock again.
“Let’s take this upstairs. The staff knows to be scarce when you’re with me, but I’d hate to have to kill one of my men for seeing you in the throes of passion.
” He pulled out of me, and the feeling wasn’t pleasant.
I almost felt bereft. He tucked himself in and zipped up before swooping me into his arms and carrying me up the large staircase to his bedroom.
We fucked all day long, having food brought up to us. It was magical.
After our day in bed, he had to go back to working full-time and I only saw him before and after his long day. He’d fuck me until I passed out. It was the day of my flight back to Chicago and Alessandro hadn’t brought up staying here again. It seemed like he completely forgot about it all.
Did he want me here permanently or was it just a fun week of wild sex? He wasn’t going to be back from work in town until late, so I decided it was best to walk around the little village outside of the villa. I walked down the street and felt the evil glares of women.
Cosimo had come with me, but I asked him to stop in and order me some food because I didn’t speak the language while I explored the little square. I’d gotten about two buildings away from the restaurant when a woman came up to me and pushed me against a wall.
“Alessandro isn’t yours, Puttana. You stole my fiancé from me and our son.” She rubbed her swollen stomach and I’d nearly fainted.
“He never said he had a baby mama.”
“Of course he didn’t. He never does. I was just like you. A stupid girl visiting from another city when he seduced me, promising me the world. You’ll be just like me when he finds the next fool to fall for his charms.”
Feeling sick and unsure. I fled. I couldn’t go back to the villa and face the memories and lies we shared. Thankfully, my purse had everything I needed to go back to America, so I hailed a taxicab and headed to the airport.