You're Mine

Chapter 24

Anastasia Ivanov

I think it was obvious that when it came to this man, I was pretty much fucked. He had take my body, my soul, and now my heart.

I was falling for him. Hard. And fast. And it was making me panic.

I woke up to my head on his naked chest and our legs intertwined, his hand on my lower back and we both were as naked as the day we were born.

I could feel his dick semi-hard against stomach and I couldn't help but shift against it.

"Anastasia..." His sleepy voice rumbled and I couldn't help but smile with glee. "Stop that unless you want your cunt to be sore until next week."

My hands pushed at his chest as I straddled him, my cunt strangling his dick that was now fully erect and hard. He was so handsome it hurt to look at him but it hurt even more to look away.

"Maybe that's exactly what I want..." I peppered kisses on his chest and I grinned against his dick, a breathy moan escaping me as my clit rolled against him.

His rough hands settled on my waist and he let out a grunt. "Fuck... stop playing with it and put it in." He demanded. He's so animalistic.

"Jeez stop the sweet-talk, you're so chivalrous." I teased as I kept rubbing myself up and down. "Oh fuck..."

"Trust me cara mia, nothing about me is going to be gentleman-like when I fuck you into oblivion." He promised.

He lifted me and I felt his tip at my entrance as he sunk me down all the way on his length. "Alessandro, oh my god..."

"That's right, I'm your God baby..." He thrusts up into me and I couldn't help the moans falling from my lips.

"You're so tight, Anastasia... you take it so good baby... ride my cock like you own it..." He praised and praised and I couldn't help but kiss his praises off his lips, as if I could taste the sweet nothings he was telling me.

A tight pressure gathered at the bottom of my stomach and it kept building up until I couldn't take it anymore. "Alessandro, I'm going to..." His thumb pressed on my clit as he kept fucking me and I came so hard that I didn't think I was going to ankle it out alive. A string of gasps and moans continued on as he flipped us over and he fucked me in missionary.

"This is your favorite right, Anastasia?" He pushed this back of my knees so that I was wide open for him, and a hand traveled along the back of my calf as he kissed the instep of my ankle. A shiver rolled down my back at the contact. "You probably want me to fuck you nice and slow huh?" His pace slowed and suddenly the need to say three words sat at the bottom of my throat. Again, the pressure began to build and I was so close to having another orgasm. "I'm going to take everything of you, and even more of your body. He sucked on my breasts.

"You don't deserve another inch of my body," I lied.

"Why not? I'm giving you nine inches of mine." He sucked a nipple into his mouth hard and I came again.

"Alessandro I can't take it anymore-"

"Yes you can baby, you take it like a good girl. You're so good Anastasia, this pussy was made for me." He kissed me on the lips, his tongue slipping into my mouth.

He thrusted into me two more times before he came and his cum erupted in me and his hot liquid is all I felt inside of me. His breathing was hard and he slipped out of me, rolling onto his back.

"I knew that pussy was made for fucking but damn." He joked. I laughed and rolled back on top of him, my chin resting on his chest.

"Who made you into such a romantic?" I joked back. His words were as vulgar as what we just did.

"You." His hand caressed my hair and he pressed a kiss into my temple. For some reason I felt pride in the responsibility that I had something to do with his change of heart. He cared about me. I knew it.

"Alessandro..." It was on the tip of my tounge.

"Yes, love..."

"I love you." There I said it. Fuck. I said it.

The air grew thick in silence as I waited for a response. Seconds passed and I was about to get off of him embarrassed of rejection until he rested a possessive hand on my throat.

"You mean it?" His voice deepened. It sounded... vulnerable.

"Yes. I really do."

"You can't fucking take it back Anastasia. Whether you change your mind tomorrow or ten years from now, you can't fucking change your mind." Suddenly even without him saying it back, I knew he shared the sentiment. Yet I needed to hear the words.

"I don't think it's even possible for that..." I shyly looked away from his intense gaze. He pulled me into a deep kiss and said the words against my lips.

"I love you more than I love myself. More than I've loved anything ever. You are it for me Anastasia."

And this was it for me.

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LMFAO yes i just dropped another chapter after ghosting you guys for years. I hope you guys enjoy this. I think im going to drop an epilogue and that will be it for Alessandro and Anastasia. I started writing another book and I hope you guys will read it. Thanks.