You're Mine

Chapter Twenty

Alessandro De Luca

She's so fucking infuriating. I know she's mad I left this morning but it was important. It's been like three hours and I still can't find what club she's at. She's always untraceable, and something about that makes my stomach turn. What if she's in trouble...

Not that I care. 

I've been calling and calling but still no answer. I'm sitting in my car stressing. Fuck, the things she does to me.

Suddenly, I get a text message from Anastasia? Since when does she text me.

I open it and my eyes widen from the sight. 

She's in red lace lingerie and I can't tear my eyes from her. Her red lace bra barely covers her breasts, and is in mesh material and I can see her nipples poking out already. Her underwear is even worse, there's red silk barely covering her pussy and lace surrounds her hips. She's sitting in front of a mirror with one hand on her cunt and the other hand with her phone, with her smooth legs wide open. Her hair loose and free hanging around her curvy body. 

Fuck.

I instantly get hard just looking at her through this small ass phone screen. Then my mind wanders to other places like why did she wear that to a club and who did she go see?  Anger seeps through arousal and I need to see her now. 

I call her again and this time she actually answers. 

"Hiiiiiii." Her voice sounds weird. Is she fucking drunk.

"Anastasia-"

"Did you like what you saw Alessandro? Want to take it off of me? It's so hot in this room." She whispers through the phone and she's going to get punished for this shit. 

"Where are you?" My voice is stern and I'm trying hard not to say the wrong thing so she doesn't hang up. 

"Somewhere you're not." She laughs. 

"Obviously Ana,-"

"Chill your dick, I'm only messing with you babe." Babe huh. "Unless you want me to chill it for you. My mouth is pretty cold right now, but oh wait you're not even here with me." She starts laughing again. My erection is starting to hurt now, she knows I can't resist her. 

"Keep talking shit Anastasia, you wait until I find your ass."

"You gonna bend me over your knee and give me a spanking?" I could literally hear the pout in her voice. She's gonna get it so bad.

"Your ass is gonna be red by the time I'm done with you. You'll like it too. Then you'll beg for more and then want my cock inside of you. You wait until I see you." I smirk.

A few seconds pass and there's nothing. 

"Anastasia?" 

I hear her whimpering through the phone and my stomach physically hurts because I know she's touching herself right now and I can't do shit about it. 

"Fuckkk, you feel so good Alessandro." She lets out moans and my balls are aching so bad right now. 

"Where the fuck are you?" She groans one more time and gasps a little. "You better not cum until I get there." 

"Yes sir." Oh my god. "Somewhere called The 4 Saints. Oh fuck. You better hurry, I can't hold on any longer." Her voice is raspy and her moans are getting me all hot. I hang up on her.

I immediately speed to the hotel and ask for the room of Anastasia Ivanov. 923 the front desk told me. They refused until I whipped my gun out on them.