Pretty lies

seventeen- my girl 🔥

Alessandro Marino:

"Then fucking take me."

That was all she had to say for me to latch my lips onto hers. My body had been aching for her for so long. That one night wasn't enough. I needed her ,now.

Our tongues grazed upon one another as her hands slid up into my hair. Her nails toying with the roots, tugging on them as I bite down on her lip.

I feel her moan into my mouth as I move my knee under her heat. She grinds on my knee and I find her to be soaked already.

"Now who's fucking needy." I whisper against her lips.

"Still you." Isadora responds as her hands find my belt buckle for a second time. It is soon discarded somewhere in the office but I stop her before she does the same with my pant zip.

"Don't rush baby. Im going to take my sweet time with you." She moans at my words. Those sweet noise are angelic to me. Music to my ears.

My hands gravitate from her neck to her ass. I fucking love that ass.

I tap on the back of her thighs, signally for her to jump. I hold her in my arms, not breaking the kiss, and carry her into the bedroom.

When we built the club, I had a bedroom built in for when I had long work nights. I thank god for that decision right now.

Her legs wrap tighter around my waist and she softly grinds on my now obvious hard on. I feel her smirk against my lips as she now sees- no, feels the consequences of her actions.

I feel her tits press against my chest as she pulls us closer together, her arms now snaked around my neck. I push her down onto the bed and then take a step back.

"I don't have enough patience for this ,you know that-" Isadora says, clearly asking for more.

"Give me a minute to admire my girl." I interrupt her.

"I am not you girl."

"You became my girl the moment I layed my eyes on your pretty ass." She looks up at me through full lashes and her mouth drops open ever so slightly.

"Looks like you've gone all quiet. Why don't we find out how quiet you can really be?" I mutter as I grab her ankles and pull her towards me.

I crash my lips down on hers to distract her from the fact that I had already started unbuttoning her pants.

"Do you want this?" I ask and she nods in response.

"I'm not touching you again until I hear you say yes." I lean back onto my knees as I await an answer.

"Yes, yes I fucking want this. I want you now." Bingo.

"Good girl." I whisper loud enough so that she can hear me as I pull away her pants.

My finger curls around the strap of her thong and I snap it, making Isadora gasp.

"What is it with you and breaking my shit?" She scolds me, like is this really the time?

"I'll buy you a new one." I will and I will do so gladly.