I screamed again, pressing my mouth into his shoulders. My screams were muffled, but it was obvious that I had just come again.
Everyone must have heard it.
My eyes closed, my body going limp over Alessio’s. I felt him placing a sweet kiss on my neck, and I hummed softly.
We stayed like this for a long time. I couldn’t bring myself to move, and Alessio was in no hurry to move either.
When I could finally grasp my surroundings, I opened my eyes and pulled back. Alessio stared at me intimately, his gaze just as dark and lustful as before.
“I…” I started but then stopped.
I had nothing to say. Couldn’t find any words.
“I know, kitten,” he said gently, kissing my lips.
“They heard me,” I murmured, feeling my whole body go red in embarrassment.
“Of course they did. And I know for a fact that it turned you on more knowing that they could hear you and knew exactly what we were doing,” he replied, biting down on my lips.
I gasped, pulling away. “No.” I shook my head, feeling completely horrified at the thought.
Alessio laughed shamelessly. “Kitten, I know your body more than you do. You can’t deny that it excited it more.”
Hiding my face in his neck, I refused to answer. Only because I didn’t know the answer myself.
Alessio chuckled low in his chest. That infuriating man. I couldn’t believe he made me come like that.
“I got you,” he whispered, holding me to him. Alessio dragged my dress down again and moved me around so I was sitting on his lap, my side to his chest.
I could still feel his hardness against me. When I wiggled onto his lap, he hissed, his finger tightening on my hips.
“What about you?” I whispered, peeking up at him shyly.
“Later. What I have planned for you…we’ll need more privacy.”
My eyes widened and sucked in a harsh, surprised breath.
Oh dear Lord. What did I get myself into?
But even then, excitement coursed through me at the thought.
I smiled and kissed his lips. “Hmm…okay.”
Closing my eyes, I rested my head on his shoulders. Fatigue took over, and even when I tried to stop it, sleep cocooned me.
***
Alessio woke up when the plane started to land. I blinked my eyes open several times. He stared down at me, his gaze loving.
“How long was I asleep?” I asked sleepily.
“About two hours,” he replied, placing me on the seat beside him. He fastened my belt for me and then his own.
Alessio held my hand as the plane landed. Minutes later, we were being ushered out and then going through all the other processes before finally getting in a car.
“The beach house,” Alessio barked, pulling me onto his lap.
Without a word, the driver was pulling out of the parking lot. We were silent during the drive, both of us lost in our thoughts.
I knew being back here was hard for Alessio. My stomach was already cramping painfully, and I felt nausea.
We were both feeling the pain…the past still haunting us.
When the car finally stopped, Alessio stepped out with me still cradled to his chest. The door was open, and he walked us inside, carrying me over the threshold yet again.
I kissed his cheek, letting my lips linger there. “I love you, Alessio.”
His hold grew tighter. I didn’t realize how much those words meant to him.
Alessio turned his head to the side, his lips mere inches away from mine. He growled before kissing me. Hard and demanding. He took my lips, devouring me with hunger. I kissed him back with the same fervor.
For a moment, I knew he was taking his frustration out in the kiss, and I took the punishing kiss gladly.
Alessio let me down, and I wrapped my hands around his neck. He pushed me against the wall, gripping my hair tight as he continued kissing me.
I moaned against his lips, my hand now trying to get his jacket off. He shrugged it off quickly, never once breaking the kiss.
When I tried to unbutton his shirt, he nipped at my lips. His grip on my hair tightened, and he gave a gentle tug back, showing me exactly who was in control.
I threw my head back as he trailed kisses down my jaw and then my neck, nipping and sucking at the skin, leaving his mark.
He growled a guttural groan that had my legs trembling in desire. He forced one of his legs in between mine, parting my thighs.
My eyes clenched shut as he pulled me forward harshly, my body throbbing with need. My bare pussy dragged over his thigh until I was practically straddling his leg.
His crotch skimmed across my stomach, and I felt his hard bulge pressing into me. His other leg forced itself between my thigh, spreading me open until I was only balancing with his hold.
A light moan escaped past my lips as I held on to him for dear life.