𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 |𝟏𝟖+ (#𝟏)

𝚃𝚆𝙴𝙻𝚅𝙴 |*

12
AMBER JACKSON
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We were now on our way back from our date and he had called another pilot since we both had been drinking tonight and he didn't want to risk anything going wrong. The car ride was filled with our silence for the most part since we were still wrapped up in each other's warmth. My head lay on his chest, legs splayed over his spread thighs while his hand ran odd designs into my skin. He was focused on whatever the phone call was about wrapped up in his own world while I was trying not to move much considering the dilemma I was facing on my own.

Being drunk, you were either sloppy, quiet, talkative or horny. Two margaritas and half a bottle of red wine later, can you guess which one I am?

There really wasn't much Alessandro could do for me in the short car ride back home considering this vehicle had no partition, so I was stuck in my feelings. It wasn't the first time I've been wine drunk around Alessandro, he knew the drill. I became extremely touchy, quiet and shifty. The car came to a halt at my building and neither of us made the effort to move. "I had a great night, Alessandro. Wish it ended in better circumstances but I already know what I want for our inconvenience."

"Hmm and what's that dolcezza?"

"When the time is right you'll be the first to know." I say with a grin shifting to sit up straight to fix my clothes to exit the car. He steps out on his right of the car and holds a hand out for me before helping me out and into his chest. Nodding towards his driver, he follows me up the path to the front of my building accompanying me upstairs. The hallways still smelled like construction but the work was already done, there were no tools or equipment left in the hall so suffice to say I would have a bit of time to sleep in tomorrow. I unlock the door and turn to face his body leaned against the frame. "You're quiet." He notes looking at my eyes that surely read every emotion I felt in this instant. I know they were glazed over in lust and that Alessandro being him always read me like a book - there was no reason to lie.

"Bambina, all the things I want to do to you cannot be done in the short frame of time we have. It would be a disservice to you and me if I even started without the intent of having you all night in my bed." I smiled at his honorable nature, considering by societal standard he would be the most dishonorable due to his job at the head of one end of the illegal trade. "But not even a little taste?" I asked, mocking our previous conversation from before dinner. He smirks. "We almost didn't make it to dinner. Besides, I want you to have my full attention when my head is between your thighs." He drags me to his body and grips his hand over my ass.

"Now, call me before you go to bed. I'll pick up regardless of what I'm doing." He says leaning forward to place a few kisses on my forehead, nose and cheeks. "Hmmh, goodnight. I'll call you in a few." My hand reaches up to cup his neck and hug him goodnight before we separate. "Stay safe." He chuckles and with a nod says, "I always am. I have men that would rather die than see a bullet graze my skin."

"Doesn't mean they'll always be there." He cups my cheeks in his hands and looks me in the eyes. "I'll be safe. I promise and I never make those lightly. Now close the door dolcezza and call me, please. I want to hear your voice."

"Okay."

I hear the car screech off the curb of my apartment a few minutes after the click of my lock indicating I'm now alone. A nice warm shower was calling my name that would be just as relaxing as the day I've had so far. Honestly, Alessandro has surprised me - and men rarely do. He's sweet but harsh at the same time giving me the best of both worlds - someone who cares enough to be kind and ask about trivial things you do that would affect factors of your life but also being someone who tells you what it is and expects no questions asked.