Mr. De Santis

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Hi everyone :) soooo... Im so sorry for the wait and I hope you guys know that as soon as I was mentally better this was one of my first priorities... to continue their story

I hope you enjoy and hopefully you still here <3
I love you guys

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Harleys POV:

Alessandro's smell simply by itself caused a pool of warmth between my legs, just from the way he would occasionally glance sideways towards my face to make sure I was still breathing, as if I would slip away with the wind of the cool crisp air that lingered, by the way his hand would gently squeeze around mine in reassurance or by the way I could feel his hunger on me growing by each second.

He was the predator and I was the prey. He was the stars and I was the moon. He was the darkness and I was the light beaming his blurred vision.

The walk back up the stairs and informing our family on Matthew's current survival that was non existence, was painfully long, we simply stated that we were both drained mentally and physically and that we were headed to bed, no one objected.

With Alessandro's hand resting on the small of my lower back we made our way upstairs.

He looked over to me and said in a quite whisper "Are you okay, Har?"

"Im okay, I feel free. Free to move on and to live my life with you for whatever amount of time we have left." I said in another quiet whisper, matching his tone.

His eyes searched mine, looking for any flicker of doubt, any trance of sadness that would be lingering. He found none.

With that he nodded and we walked down the long hallway towards our families private side of our house.

A moment of silence passed and he leaned down to whisper in my ear, his lips brushing the sensitive of my skin "don't think I can't tell how much you are squeezing your legs together as we walk."

Heat again pooled down my core and my vision stared to blur. I remained with my eyes forwards but slightly twisting my head towards him, "don't think I can't tell how uncomfortable your pants have grown to be." My voice came out a dark and sexual taunt.

His lips tugged at the corner of his mouth and his eyes darkened with lust.

Nearly there.

We rounded the corner of the familiar hallways with my bedroom at the end of it. Our pace quickened as we speeded towards the closed door at the end. Ready to unleash ourselves.

His hand slip from my back and opened the door to where my bedroom lay. I glanced towards him and a smile tugged on my lips as I walked inside the room, Alessandro behind me as if he was still scared he was imagining all of this.

On an instant, before I could take another breath or blink. The door slammed and my back hit the cold surface of wood, his mouth attacking mine with fire and need.

The kiss was devouring and claiming.

Deep purring sounds vibrated from his chest through my fingers as i clawed off his jacket, his shirt, ripping through the fabric. He tore his lips from mine only long enough to pull his shirt away the fabric snoring on his hips before falling to the floor. Then he was on me again, pushed against the door that separated us from the rest of the world, he tapped his hand on my left thigh, giving me a signal to jump, and I  did, my legs wrapping around his muscled torso.