The Mafia And His Angel: Part 3 (Tainted Hearts 3)

He groaned in appreciation, and my eyes pinched closed when his fingers moved over my breast, feeling my nipple through my dress.

Alessio pulled the strap of my dress down, lower and lower, until my breasts were freed from my dress.

“Alessio,” I whimpered as he thumbed my hard points. “Here?”

“Here,” he said.

“Now?”

“I want you, Ayla. I want you so fucking much.”

My breath hitched as he unclasped my bra and threw it away. My breasts were bared to him, and he lowered his head, his lips hovering over my left nipple.

I shivered in anticipation, and when he licked a hardened point, an unashamed moan left my lips. His fingers played with my other nipple, circling, pinching and pulling…driving me crazy.

His tongue continued to masterfully play me. He was careful not to hurt me. His touches ignited sparks between my legs.

I trembled against him, pulling him closer. “Alessio.”

I was lost in his touches…lost in the fire he created in me. My skin felt warm and flushed. I felt out of breath.

His lips explored my breasts. Kissing, sucking, not letting an inch of the skin go untouched and unloved.

Alessio palmed my breasts together, and I moaned. He hissed when I pulled at his hair urgently.

“I love seeing you like this, losing control,” he whispered against my skin.

“Alessio…please…”

He stood to his full height and pulled my dress over my head in a swift movement. I bit on my lips as his fingers played with the string of my lingerie.

“I want you naked to my eyes. I want to feast on your body, Ayla. I’m going to eat your pussy, then I am going to make love to you,” he said roughly in my ear. “Maybe I’ll fuck you later too.”

He pressed his finger to my burning core. Even though he wasn’t touching my skin—the thin barrier of my lingerie stopped him—I felt him.

He pressed against my clit, circling his thumb over it. Alessio slowly pushed the lacy cloth aside, his finger pushing against my wetness.

“You are already so wet for me, kitten.”

He pushed a single finger inside of me, and my head snapped back. “Oh…”

Alessio pumped his finger inside of me. In and out. Slowly. Teasing me. I whimpered, wanting more.

When he pressed another finger in, I clenched around him. He hissed, moving his fingers inside of me. He pulled me over the edge, so close. But he stopped me from falling.

His thumb circled over my clit faster and faster. I grew dizzy with need, but still…he didn’t let me fall.

I dug my fingers into his back, but Alessio was relentless. He continued his torturous assault, and then he stopped, pulling his fingers out of me. Leaving me empty.

A small growl of frustration escaped past my lips, surprising me.

Alessio pushed a finger deep inside of me. I bit on my lips hard, suppressing my moan. He stopped again and pulled his finger out. My eyes snapped open to see him smirking, licking his fingers clean.

His lips met mine in a hard kiss. I could taste myself on his lips. His words drove me close to the edge, my body flushing red. “You taste so fucking good, baby.”

Alessio pulled me in his arms, cradling me to his chest. He walked us to the blankets and pillows. Laying me down on the softness, he knelt between my spread legs.

Without warning, he had my underwear removed until I was completely bared to his eyes. With my legs open, he saw everything.

I tried to close my legs, but he spread his thighs more, stopping my movement. His eyes feasted over me with hunger and so much desire.

Alessio quickly removed his suit jacket and shirt. He almost ripped it off him in his haste. Before I could move, he was bending his head to my dripping core.

There was no warning before I felt his tongue licking at my wetness, lapping at the juices gathered there.

I let out a small scream as he pressed his tongue to my opening. His fingers gripped my thighs tighter, spreading me open. He pushed my knees up and bent outwards.

I could hear how wet I was as he continued to lick and suck. His tongue circled over my nub as my legs quivered with the need for release.

“Play with your nipples,” he demanded. “Pretend it’s my hand.”

I shyly brought my hand to my breast, doing as I was told. I imagined it was his fingers circling and pulling at my hardened points.

“Alessio…I need…”

I broke up with a moan when he pressed a finger inside of me again. His tongue never stopped working its magic on my core.

When his finger curved inside of me at the same time he softly bit my clit, my back bowed off the ground. A small scream escaped me, my eyes closing as I came.

I surrendered to Alessio. Wave after wave of ecstasy coursed through me.