Inside of Alessio’s slacks were silk boxers. I lowered my face to his crotch, inhaling his musky scent and rubbing my face on his erect cock through the thin layer of material. Alessio went wild. He moaned and grunted and tangled his hands in my hair, yanking at my scalp until my face was pressed into his cock. I pulled his boxers down and his cock snapped free, standing straight in the air. He was so beautiful. His cock was just a shade lighter than the rest of his gorgeous body, and I could see big blue veins pulsing on his column of lust.
I licked my lips. “I’m going to taste you, Alessio,” I purred. I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and began to pump my hand up and down. I leaned down and licked my lips again, then opened my mouth and took the first few inches of his beautiful manhood into my mouth. He tasted both salty and sweet and I bobbed my head up and down, swirling my tongue around the base.
Alessio yanked away, pulling his cock out of my mouth. I grunted with surprise as he grabbed my hips, turning me around on the bed until I was facing his feet. Alessio grabbed my panties and ripped them apart, tossing the sodden material to the side. I gasped as he grabbed one of my knees and pulled my legs apart. He moved me back over his body, until my legs were spread on either side of his face.
My cheeks were burning bright red with shame – Alessio was looking right at my pussy and asshole! I twitched and moaned as I felt his tongue plunge inside of me and swirl around. An amazing feeling of lust swelled in my lower belly and I eagerly resumed my work, sucking on Alessio’s cock and pumping it up and down with one hand.
It was harder than I’d thought to concentrate. Every time I pause to moan and cry, Alessio stopped licking me. When he wrapped his lips around my clit and started sucking, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. Pinpricks of pleasure were studding me all over my body and I wriggled and moaned and shoved my pussy in Alessio’s face as I cried out. I could feel that the skin on my face was burning bright red with desire and I started sucking Alessio’s cock harder than ever before.
Alessio grunted. The sensation against my clit sent a new wave of orgasmic pleasure rushing through my body and I felt juices dripping out of my pussy, all over Alessio’s face and chest. With my free hand, I cupped his balls and continued bobbing my head up and down over his silky smooth skin.
Just as I was about to come, Alessio stopped. I moaned in frustration and he pushed me to the side. I rolled over until I was lying on my back and Alessio eagerly crawled on top of me. He slid a hand between my legs and slapped my thighs open. I squeaked and whimpered – it hurt, but somehow the pain mingled with my intense arousal, making it stronger than ever.
Alessio’s wet cock was poking me between the thighs. I spread my legs and Alessio reached down to grab my ankles. He hoisted my legs over his shoulders and dug his fingers into the flesh of my ass, pulling me close until our bodies were touching. As his cock slid inside of my waiting pussy, Alessio bent down. My thighs stretched painfully but the pleasure flooding my body was so intense that I didn’t care. I moaned and grunted and whimpered as Alessio pressed his lips to mine. He began thrusting in and out of my pussy with more force, and I moaned as his hips slammed against my body. With each thrust, Alessio’s lower abdomen was pressing against my clit and I wriggled against his body, eager for as much contact as possible with his sexy muscles.
“God,” I moaned. “This feels so good, Alessio!”
Alessio bit my lower lip, sucking until I cried out in his mouth. He reached up and tangled his hands in my hair, yanking my head back as he fucked me with wild abandon. As his cock slid in and out of my pussy, Alessio covered my neck and collarbone with kisses. He pinched and pulled at my nipples until I was crying out with insane, furious pleasure.
My body belonged to him. He’d claimed me. He’d
staked me and conquered me and won me. As he fucked me deeply on that pristine hotel bed, I knew that I’d never belong to another man for the rest of my life. I belonged to Alessio Amoruso exclusively…whether or not he felt the same way about me, it didn’t matter. I was his forever, and I felt it in my bones.
Alessio yanked my head savagely forward and kissed me deeply. He shoved his tongue in my mouth, mimicking his cock’s savage thrusts as he licked and suckled every inch of my wet flesh. My pussy was swollen and aching but my clit was bursting with pleasure. As I moaned loudly, something delicious snapped in my lower belly and my orgasm began to wash over my head like a powerful gust. As my body clenched and tightened beneath Alessio’s, I grunted and whimpered. Hot tears spilled down my cheeks. Alessio thrust harder and harder, and grit his teeth with pleasure. As my pussy clenched his cock with the force of my orgasm, I finally felt his cock begin to spasm and twitch and gush cum inside of my waiting body.
“You’re mine,” Alessio grunted in my ear as he came. “You belong to me.”
“Yes,” I whimpered softly. “I do.”
19
Beth
I couldn’t believe that I actually fell asleep in the Plaza Hotel, snuggled up with Alessio like he was my longtime boyfriend. The sex had been so perfect, so hot, that I hadn’t been able to move when we’d finished. And to my shock, Alessio hadn’t kicked me out. Instead, he’d ordered lobster mac and cheese and a bottle of champagne from room service. We’d stayed up all night, laughing at the cheesy soft-core porn movies on late-night HBO. I hated to admit it, but it was so easy to have fun with Alessio. I never would have expected someone as intense as him to be so relaxed, but then again, I never would have expected to fall in love with anyone ever again.
I was in a real bad situation, and I had no idea what I was going to go.
In the morning, I kissed Alessio for a long time at the door before he left me go. He was standing with just a white towel wrapped around his neat, muscled waist and the sight of him was making me wet again. The truth was, I was so sore from the night before that I had no idea whether or not I could perform again. Alessio knew exactly what to do to satisfy me and turn me on.
I’d never thought sex could actually be that good.
As I walked home, I was so happy that I felt like I was floating above the pavement. The warm streak from the previous day had turned chill and rainy, but I didn’t mind. If anything, it made me feel closer to Alessio than ever before. I knew that what I was feeling for him was real…but I had no idea whether or not he felt the same way.
It wasn’t just the sex. Alessio had really tried hard to show me that he was changing. In addition to volunteering at the homeless shelter and food pantry, he was also donating money to charity groups all over the city. He even donated two million dollars to a charity that helped little kids with cancer get wigs during chemotherapy.
It was like he knew all the right roads to my heart…and he was choosing to take all of them at once.
I had no idea what I was going to do when it came time for his trial. What could I possibly say to Detective Aberson? It was a crime to refuse to testify – I could even go to jail myself.
But would I be able to betray the man that I was slowly falling in love with?
It was so hard to believe that in six months, my whole life had changed so drastically. When I thought of the timid little Beth Wilson who had planned on marrying Michael Bennett, it didn’t even seem like me. And knowing that had Michael lived, we’d be married by now was really upsetting. It wasn’t upsetting because that was what I still wanted. It was upsetting because I caught myself thinking more than once that a divorce wouldn’t be so awful.
By the time I got home, I was feeling anxious and worried. Alessio wasn’t the kind of guy who talked about his feelings, but I was dying to know what he thought of me. Did he still think I was some stupid, spoiled, silly little girl? Was he only wooing me so that I wouldn’t testify when the time came?
And what would happen after the trial? Would Alessio revert to his awful ways, and break my heart?
Heather was in the kitchen making breakfast when I walked in. When she saw my rumpled clothes, she gasped.