Saving Aliyah

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-Alastair Diaz-

Once we were in the house my lips were on Aliyah's, she walks backwards until we're on the couch in the living room.

I pull her down to my lip, my hands gripping her hips, moving them against me, Aliyah lets out a moan, throwing her head back.

I trail my lips down her neck, then her chest, moving the top of her bikini to the side, her eyes meet mine, and she gasps when my mouth connects with her tit, her back arches and she leans her head back.

Aliyah's hand grips my hair pushing me closer, I pull away and she whimpers "So needy, amore." I tsk, my hand trails up to the strings of her bikini, and I pull it undone.

She lets it fall to the floor and looks at me with those eyes, those eyes that make me crave her so fucking bad.

Aliyah leans in placing her lips to my neck, I didn't expect this, but I wasn't going to stop her. I lean against the couch, allowing her to do whatever she pleased.

Her tongue was on my skin, her gorgeous lips were on my skin.

Her gorgeous face was doing unimaginable things to me, and her gorgeous body was on me.

I groaned when Aliyah's hips moved against me, when she trails her lips down to my chest. She stops and looks at me now. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" I asked her "Am I doing too much?" She asked and I shook my head "Keep going, Aliyah." I say.

She nods her head, moving her lips at a slow and tortuous paste, I grunt, I didn't take my eyes off of Aliyah once, my eyes followed her every move as she sunk to her knees.

I helped her get my clothes off, I wasn't sure if she knew that I could never say no to her when she gave me that look with her eyes.

She eyes were so fucking beautiful, she hated her eyes because they were brown, and not some 'pretty color', I loved them. They shine in the sun, they have this sparkle when she smiled and laughed.

But right now my eyes roll back when her mouth connects to my dick, my hand goes to her hair gripping it, and pushing her closer.

Aliyah moans, her eyes fill with tears but she doesn't stop, she was so fucking good at what she did to me. Whether it was on purpose or accident, she was so good.

Aliyah stares up at me when I came, her thumb swipes against her lip, before licking it clean, I gripped her throat and slammed my lips onto hers.

Laying her on the couch, she moaned in my mouth, I shove my tongue into her mouth, her hips grind against mine, and once I pinned them down she whimpered, I pulled away "You're such a fucking tease." I grit, I grab the string to her bikini top, pining her hands above her head, tying her hands.

Aliyah whimpers again "Yes?" I asked her "Why did you do that?" She asked me, I leaned her "I told you, the next time you tease me you're getting tied." I say, her breath hitched.

I part Aliyah's thighs, my hands tug on her bikini bottoms, pulling them down slowly, Aliyah whimpered as she watched me.

I place my lips on her thighs, kissing and sucking on them slowly, getting closer to her pussy.

She was growing impatient, the small pleads she was giving me. "Sweetheart, if I give you what you want, you can't tease me anymore." I tell her, Aliyah nods her heads "Use your words." I tell her, she swallows "I- I won't tease you again."

"Good girl."

I thrust my fingers into her and she moans so fucking loud, her back arches and she grinds her hips on my fingers, riding them. "That's it, Aliyah, show me how bad you want it." I say, she throws her head back, her hands trying to get free.

I watched her become a mess underneath me.

Before she could come I pull away "Please." She begs me and I shake my head "Not yet, amore." I tell her, I raise one of her legs to wrap around my waist, sliding into her slowly, Aliyah's eyes roll back, back arching, and her mouth falls open.

"Look at you, sweetheart, you know what you look like?" I asked her, she whimpers and shakes her head "A needy little slut."

Aliyah moans, her pussy was tightening around me the closer she got, I look at the ring in her finger and groan, my thrust turning much harsher and faster than before, she was my wife, realistically, without the fucking contract Marcus made us sign, without the need to help the mafia.

She was my wife because I loved her, and she loved me.

And that was enough to bring me to my orgasm, Aliyah screams out my name, arching her back, her hips moving against mine, I groan, burying my head into her neck.

"My wife took me so well." I tell her, I could tell she smiled "I like when you call me that." She says "You do, why?" I asked "It's nice to know that it's real, not something I made up in my head." She tells me, I nod, I bring my hand up to hers, undoing the tie.

Aliyah looks at me "I'm not in your imagination, amore, I'm right here." I confirm for her, she smiled "I know, that's why I love you." She tells me "That's why I love you too, amore."

She wasn't afraid to be real with me, and I wasn't afraid to be real with her. I'm not her imagination, I'm here, and I wasn't leaving her.

"I'm not going anywhere, amore, I'm here." I murmured against her skin, Aliyah nods her head "That's good, I think I had enough of people leaving me." She says and I nod "Don't let them hurt you, yes?" I say and she nods, turning to me, giving me that smile.

I move her hair out of her face, I kiss her forehead, my wife.

I changed this a lottttt, Aliyah being in control is so fire, especially because of how Alastair lets her because of how badly he needs her

Yall ready for the next chapter😈

The og readers, do you remember what happened in the epilogue? More specifically who got worse, and who we meet?

I will definitely edit the bonus chapters after I'm like probably editing corrupting Cesare.

The main thing that needed editing was the book itself.

I will probably do three edits for book, the last one mainly being for grammer and spelling mistakes, and then hopefully one day the can be published 😊

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