He brought his hand to his lips and licked it clean.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” he murmured in that husky voice that I was beginning to hate.
And then I fainted.
***
Alessio
As I licked her come off my fingers, I saw her swaying unsteadily on her feet.
Poor kitten didn’t even know.
She was mine now.
That orgasm she just had—well, it had marked her fate.
MINE, my head screamed. And I couldn’t wait to take what was mine. I couldn’t wait until I was fucking her tight pussy. Until she was twitching and moaning underneath me. I couldn’t wait until I was making her scream with both pleasure and pain.
My hard cock begged me to do it. Now. Take her. Use her. Fuck her.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” I murmured.
As soon as I said the words, her body tilted forward and her eyes rolled upward.
“Fuck,” I hissed, quickly moving forward and catching her in my arms.
Ayla laid limply in my arms. With her eyes closed, she looked so at peace. Serene. Happy. I felt my heart stutter as I stared at her.
So beautiful, a fleeting thought passed through my mind. But I quickly shook my head, trying to get rid of my stupid thoughts.
Wrapping an arm behind her knees and the other around her back, I pulled her up to my chest and walked to the bed. Gently placing her down, I fixed her bra and then pulled the covers over her body.
I sat down on the bed and stared at her. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. For a week I tried to stay away. It was the hardest fucking thing I have ever done, when all I wanted to do was fuck her.
But I kept myself away, giving her time to settle, watching her, waiting for the right opportunity. As soon as one week hit its mark, I was there, waiting for her.
Ayla now knew what I wanted. She tried to refuse, but I saw her as clearly as day. She wanted me. There was no denying it.
When I heard her first moan, I knew this was it. There was no going back.
I always got what I wanted, and I wanted her. Nothing and no one was going to stop me from getting what I wanted.
The first orgasm was mine. It belonged to me and I took it. Now, there was no turning back. Claim her, my mind screamed. Take her.
I didn’t even have to put too much effort in it. One flick of my thumb, she’d been coming.
That little orgasm, that was nothing.
As I stared at her sleeping face, I felt myself smile.
Oh, kitten, when you wake up, I’m going to show you the real thing.
Chapter 9
Ayla
My eyes slowly opened. My vision was still hazy from sleep and I closed my eyes again. Turning to my side, I burrowed deeper under the soft covers.
“Hmm…” I groaned when my aching muscles protested.
I needed a break from working.
My bed moved, and knowing it was not from me, my eyes snapped open and I came face to face with Alessio.
He was sitting on the bed, but leaning forward until his face was close to mine.
“Good morning,” he said.
My eyes widened and I let out a scream. As I tried to scramble off the bed, the covers twisted around me in my haste and I ended up on the floor in a heap.
I stared up at him, my chest heaving. I was sure I looked frightened, while he seemed ready to pounce.
My head spun as the memories of the night before came crashing into my mind like never ending wild waves.
“Oh my God,” I whispered, trying to untangle myself from the covers. When I was finally free, I stood up and took several steps away, trying to keep a safe distance between us.
“How could you?” I asked.
Alessio stood up and made an act of fixing his suit. He took his time, as if he was doing it on purpose to get me riled up and extend the suspense.
When he was done, he leveled me with a blank stare. “What do you mean?”
“You…” I stuttered as I tried to find words.
He gave you an orgasm, a voice said in my mind.
Against my wishes, I screamed back, horrified by the thought.
“I what?” His voice broke through my thoughts. I looked up to see him moving toward me, his steps purposeful.
“You…” His body was so close to mine that his heat enveloped me.
“What is it?” Alessio asked as he bent down slightly so we were eye level.
I swallowed but didn’t answer.
“Say it,” he urged.
Shaking my head, I tried to take a step back but his arms shot out and were instantly wrapped around my waist, pulling me close. “I want you to say it. Tell me. What did I do last night?” he whispered, his lips dangerously close to mine.