Bellissimo Angelo - Book Three

Chapter 11 - Aphrodisiac

Once he closes the door behind him, he struts towards me, eyes blazing. I know what that means! He reaches out and begins to unbutton my flannel before throwing it to the floor once it's completely unbuttoned, "I want to see that beautiful body." He whispers into my ear.

I raise my arms over my head for him to remove my t-shirt, "Wow, I guess I should sing for you more often, huh? It's like an aphrodisiac for you." I ask jokingly. 

He lets out a soft growl as he impatiently pulls my shirt off, throwing it to the floor. I reach out and pull his tight grey t-shirt off, throwing it to the floor and kicking my boots off to the side of the bed. He cups my face with his long fingers, planting his lips to mine. I scurry to unbutton his jeans before he yanks my shorts off; I step out of them once they fall to the floor. He quickly removes his black boots and pulls his pants and boxers off, allowing his erect cock to spring free. I gaze in awe at his perfect physique. I've never seen a more beautiful body in my life! God, he's the most beautiful man I have ever laid eyes on. 

He rushes over to his nightstand, removes a condom, and unwraps it before sliding it over his erection. He slowly approaches me before gently pushing me down onto his bed, so I spread my legs as he positions himself between them. He leans down, leaving a trail of kisses from my neck, to my chest, all the way down to my pelvic region. I writhe in pleasure beneath him as I enjoy the feeling of his tongue grazing across my skin. 

He runs his middle finger along my slit before inserting it in to massage the inner walls of my pussy as he leans down to press his lips to mine. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him close. My cries are muffled as he inserts his tongue into my mouth. 

Suddenly, he removes his finger from my core and begins licking the arousal off. My breathing quickens, "Oh my God! Dominic, you are driving me wild." I say breathlessly. 

He positions himself between my legs, wrapping his arms around my thighs, and begins swirling his tongue around my clit, "You are so ready for me, Bella." He says. 

I lean up, lacing my fingers through his silky black mane; our eyes meet, "Ahh... it's all your fault."

His eyes blazing with desire as he continues the sweet torture of the tongue assault on my pussy. I writhe in pleasure as I enjoy every sensation he gives me. After a few moments, my clit warms and pulsates as he gently sucks on my flower. I buck wildly at him as my climax takes hold. He tightens his grip around my thighs, holding me down while lapping up my arousal. 

The moment I relax, he releases his grip on my thighs and runs his shaft along my slit, getting it slick with my arousal before thrusting his rock-hard cock into my aching pussy.  I wrap my legs tightly around his thighs as he pounds me mercilessly. 

Our bodies are sticky with perspiration as he thrusts his cock into me. After a few moments, I cry out as my climax approaches one more. He increases the intensity of his thrusts and approaches his peak before collapsing on top of me, panting. Once he has recovered, he slowly removes himself from me before rolling over to discard the condom in the wastebasket. He rolls back to face me, "Ahh... Bella, you make me so happy." 

I reach out and run my fingers through his damp hair, "I do?"  I ask with a post-orgasmic gaze. 

He chuckles, "Yes, you do; you make me very happy? Do I make you happy as well?"

I gaze into his beautiful blue eyes, "Dominic, you are incredible." 

He snickers, "I like that." he responds before he rolls off the bed towards the master bathroom. 

I will myself to get up and quickly get dressed so that I don't overstay my welcome. After all, I'm not exactly sure what we are, so I will wait to see what he suggests. He approaches the bedroom and pulls his boxers back up before sitting on the edge of the bed. Once I am dressed, he pulls me into him, "Wow, I still smell like Jack and Coke." I tell him as I curl my lip. 

"You told me you are off Friday and Saturday. I am as well since I believe I am working your schedule for now. Would you like to go on a date with me on Friday? You can stay with me if you like?" He asks as he wraps his arms around my waist.

"Sure, where do you want to go? I can stay Friday, but I have to be home in time to get ready for my Gran's funeral. It starts at 1:00 pm." 

He flashes a sexy smile, "Of course, as long as I get to take you out on a proper date. We can go to dinner and a movie of your choice. I will just be happy being with you." 

I reach out to cup his face, "I can go along with that." 

He lifts himself off the bed and leans down to plant a kiss on my lips, "I guess I had better go. I need to get out of these clothes." I respond.

"Alright, let me put my pants on, and I will walk you out." He says as he quickly pulls his pants up and slips a pair of sandals on before escorting me out to my car. He opens my car door for me, "I will dream of you, sweet Maggie." he says as he runs his thumb along my bottom lip. He's making it so difficult to leave; I've never been so desired by anyone in my life. 

I climb into the driver's side before he shuts my car door. I roll down the window, "Until we meet again, Dominic." 

He smiles warmly at me, "Fino a reincontrarci, sweet Maggie." 

I put my car in reverse and pull out of the parking lot. I watch in my rearview mirror as he remains outside to watch me drive down the road until I am out of sight. 

Wow! This man has me flustered! He's everything I never knew I wanted. I'm already anxious to see how Friday night will go. I'm so glad he's taking me out; at least that makes me feel a little bit less cheap since I've already had sex with him three times. I have no control over my body as it desperately yearns for his touch whenever I'm near him. 

A few moments later, I pull in front of Momma's house. It's nearly dawn when I arrive; I climb out of the car and trudge up the porch steps before quietly slipping inside—Chloe barks from her cage when I enter the living room. I quickly rush over to let her out and take her outside. Once she's finished doing her business, I bring her back in and march to my bedroom to strip my clothes off. I am way too tired to shower, so I just opt to get into my pajamas and climb into bed. I motion for Chloe to jump into bed with me, and I cuddle up with her until I fall into a deep sleep.

Dominic's POV

There she goes...my love...Buonanotte mio bellissimo angelo (Goodnight, my beautiful angel.)  I adore everything about her...her smile...her eyes...her skin...her scent...the way she tastes...her angelic voice—La mia animia gemella (my soul mate). I am certain of this! She's everything I have prayed for in a partner. I need to tell her how I feel; I just hope that...I reach up to rub the back of my neck, feeling the raised area where my scar is located. It is a constant reminder of hard times. I just pray that she isn't scared away after I tell her what happened. I can only hope that she won't run off like Suki, my ex-wife did. Suki doesn't hold a candle to my sweet Maggie. 

I walk back inside, overcome with emotion. As soon as I enter my apartment, I make a beeline for my bedroom and strip off my clothes. Then I quickly get in the shower, so I have a chance to think things through while I wash up. The water feels nice as it cascades down my body. What do I do if she doesn't accept me after hearing the truth? How can I live without her now that I've had her? I can't possibly let her go, even though it may be in her best interest to not get mixed up with me.

The water turns cold as time passes; I become lost in my thoughts. I quickly hop out, wrap a towel around my waist; I enter my room and search through my drawer for boxers and my grey sweatpants. I dry off and slip them on before climbing into bed. I should have used this opportunity to ask questions about her, but I was so caught up in hearing her sweet voice that I couldn't focus long enough to think of anything to ask. I can always find out more about her on Friday when I take her out. She appears to be very easy to please sexually, so I assume she has not had many partners before me. She certainly turns the fire on in me; there's no doubt about it. I lay there tossing and turning throughout the night, dreaming of my Bella, yearning for her. It's daylight before I close my eyes and drift off into a deep sleep.