Alessandro De Luca
Her forehead is rested against my chest, one hand gripping my shirt, as the other hand stifles her whimpers and moans by covering her mouth. I take pleasure in her state, dazed and hot.
I work my fingers in and out of her and feel her tighten around me, so I slow the pace down. Sweat collects at her forehead and her quiet whimpers are making my pants tighter.
"You've been misbehaving all fucking week huh?" I rasp into her ear. "You need me to put you in your place?" Her red silk dress is bunched up at her waist and her legs are spread open as she sits on the counter of this really fucking fancy bathroom. The hand that was once covering her mouth is now sliding down my pants, and she grips me through my boxers.
"Maybe you need to be put in your place." Her small voice whispered in a seductive voice. Her chest was moving up and down and the thin straps of her dress fell down to her shoulders. Her perky breasts are spilling from the top of her dress and she moves her hand from my boxers, to inside my boxers. She slides her dainty hand up and down, and I plunge my fingers in her harshly.
Her grip around me slightly tightens and she lets out a harsh gasp. "Fuuuck." She slurs.
"That's right." I taunt her . "Don't come until I say so." She hums in response, in a needy, hushed way. Honestly, I don't know why I'm doing this. It's completely wrong and unprofessional, but when I saw her in this tight red dress I couldn't resist. It's just sex right?
Her small hands work at my pants, and eventually unbuttons them with shaky hands. My lips meet hers, and she struggles to kiss me back. She's so close right now. I remove my fingers from her and she looks at me with an unpleased expression.
"Why'd you stop?" She panted. I pointed my dick right at her center and teased her by rubbing the tip at her clit. "Alessandro...." She moaned quietly. I can't fucking do this teasing shit anymore, not when she's moaning my name like that. I thrusted into her and she lets out a gasp. Her face is planted at the crook of my neck as her hands run through the back of my hair.
"Like that?" I asked with a smirk.
"I hate you." She said in a shaky whisper.
"I know." I groaned as I moved in and out of her.
"So..." Thrust. "Fucking..." Thrust. "Tight..." Thrust. I feel her walls clench around me and she's so fucking close. I'm close to coming now, and she is too.
"Come." I command. I watch her unravel and bite into my shirt through the bathroom mirror as she stifles her moans and hard breathing. I come too, and pull out of her gripping onto the counter.
Her chest is heaving up and down and her juices are spilling down her thighs. Her full, pink lips are swollen and her black hair is messy. "You look freshly fucked."
"Shhhhh." Did she just shush me? "I'm tired, and I very much feel freshly fucked." I look at her amused.
Her eyes close momentarily before looking down at her thighs that were sticky and wet.
"Damn it." Her brows furrow.
I grab a cloth from the counter and wet it a little before wiping her clean. She shudders when I slightly pass over the middle of her legs. I look up at her and she's looking down at me with her bottom lip between her teeth. God, I can take her against this counter again. I finish up and throw the cloth in the trash.
"Thank you." Her small voice mumbled. I just nodded my head at her. She jumps down from the counter and winces. I try to keep in a laughter but fail. She glares at me as I laugh at her.
"What's wrong? Can't walk?" I smiled at her. She huffs and walks away trying to hide the fact that she's sore from a quickie.
We exit the ball and walk to my car. I can't even explain why I just fucked her, I mean it was just a quick fuck. She has a smart ass mouth on her though and it provokes me in the most toxic way. It's just that when she told Luciano off and then was flirting with Damien, I found myself getting pissed. I barely know her yet, I want to know all of her.
She's just here to complete missions and kill people. That's it.
I have to keep reminding myself that. When I found out Adrian was the one that tortured her, I was fucking oozing with rage. We don't touch women in this mafia, it's just fucking common sense. We have other women do it, or we simply shoot them. Hitting a woman with your bare hands is just some pussy ass shit. Especially what happened to our mother, Adrian knows better.
I can't help but think of when Davina kept asking questions about Mia, like she wanted to know who she was to me. Fuck. We're fucked up.
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We got home and parted ways like nothing happened.
My phone starts ringing and I pick up.
"Yeah."
"Boss, there's something wrong with Scarlett." Oh fuck me. She's going to fucking kill me if something happened to Scarlett. I would never kill a kid, I just needed to keep Davina here. She needs to pay her father's debt.
"What the fuck happened to her?" I spoke loudly into the phone. I met with Scarlett briefly, she's a very smart, bright young girl. I thought she was Davina's daughter at first, but they're sisters.
"She was cut-"
"I'm fucking killing all of you I swear to god." I run my hand through my hair. "How did she get cut and how bad is it?"
"She was making a sandwich and then the knife fell on her arm, and it created a deep cut. She didn't cry though, um she actually stitched it up herself." My brows press together in surprise. How old was this little girl again?
"I'm coming." I hung up the phone.
"That better not be about Scarlett." Davina was standing at the door with wet hair and dark jeans. She had a tight black crop top. She's beautiful- what the fuck. I need to get my shit together, she's mad right now.
"It is. Before you overreact, she's okay."
"Take me to her before I kill every man in this house, and don't fucking doubt that I can't."
"Watch you mouth."
"Or what?" I could always kill her. Her small figure radiates such power. We can argue all night.
"Get in the fucking car."
She will be the death of me.
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Give you what you want, want, want...
Cause your love is all I need
I might turn you on, on, on....
And all the things I do
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RomansaAnastasia Ivanov inherits her father's mafia after his death, but also acquires his past enemies as well. Her father was not a good man and that left her with many debts to pay and people to kill. Alessandro De Luca is the coldest, most feared man t...