Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 91238 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91238 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
“You’re not. You’re only responsible for your own.”
“Doesn’t sound like it.”
“Allegra, I mean it when I say that all I want is for you to live the life you’ve always wanted. I screwed up once a long time ago, and I’m not going to make that same mistake twice. Go back to work. Be happy.”
I touch his cheek and lean in to kiss him. We stay that way, his tongue probing against mine, and my heart races as his hand brushes over my chest. My nipples are hard, pointed and stiff, and a pang of desire rushes into my core.
“Gian,” I warn as his hand goes lower.
“The windows are tinted.”
“So what? Someone could walk past.”
“They can’t see inside.”
“We shouldn’t.”
“But that doesn’t mean we won’t.” He kisses me again as his hand strokes my inner thigh. I whimper into his mouth when he pushes my legs open, and I should make him stop, but I don’t. Instead, his hand unbuttons my jeans and it slips down the front, making me gasp as his fingers brush over my panties, teasing my pussy. I groan and grind against his fingers, head spinning.
“Since when did you get so good at this?” I whisper.
“You make it easy.” He slips my panties aside and rolls a finger up and down my slit. I’m so wet I could scream. “You want this so badly. All I have to do is give it to you.”
“I’m not sure how I feel about that.”
“It’s a good thing. You want me to fuck you, baby. What’s wrong with needing my very wonderful dick?”
“You do have a wonderful dick,” I admit as his fingers sink inside of me. I shudder with ecstasy as my fingers dig into his shoulder. “And very nice hands.”
“I have incredible hands,” he teases, kissing down my throat and nibbling my lower lip. “And you have an incredible pussy. I love the little sounds you make when I stroke you.”
“Gian,” I gasp, back arching. “I can’t tell if you’re teasing me or what.”
“No teasing, baby. I want to get you off right here, and when I’m done, I’m going to drive us back to our house.”
“Then what?”
“Then I’m going to take you inside.” He slowly slides two fingers deep inside of me. I grin against the heel of his palm, rubbing my clit against him as he drives them in and out while talking. “I won’t get far though. You won’t be able to help yourself. I’ll kiss you in the foyer, push you against the wall, make you beg for more before I take off your clothes. You’ll suck my cock right there, down on your knees on the hardwood floor. You’ll be nice and sloppy because you can’t help yourself.”
“No, I can’t,” I say, panting now, in total bliss from his story and his fingers. “Keep going.”
“I won’t come in your mouth though. I’ll drag you to your feet, cup your throat, and kiss you do as I do this—” He pushes his fingers in nice and deep. I moan, eyes rolled back. “And I’ll bring you right to the edge before turning you around. I’ll slide my thick, hard cock nice and deep into your lovely little pussy and fuck you right then and there. I’ll stroke your clit and drive myself nice and deep until you’re moaning. I’ll pull your hair and spank your pretty ass, and I’ll make you tell me how much you love it. Just like you love this.”
“Oh, fuck,” I gasp, back arching. I’m so close, my ears ringing. “Keep going.”
“I’ll drive you wild. Fuck you hard and bring you right up to that searing, perfect cliff, then I’ll make you ask nicely before I push you over. You want to come for me, don’t you, baby?”
“Please, let me come.” I grind against him. I don’t care if the car’s rocking. I don’t care if someone notices. “Let me come, Gian, please.”
“Then come for me, baby. Go ahead and come.”
The orgasm drives me wild. I grab onto his shoulders and he’s unrelenting as I finish right there on his fingers. I lie back gasping as he pulls his hand from my pants, and he stares me in the eyes as he licks them clean. It’s so erotic, and my heart’s pounding when he puts the car in gear.
“That wasn’t just a story, was it?” I ask as he pulls out.
“No, baby, it wasn’t. That was a promise.”
“I hoped so,” I say, grinning as I close my eyes. I don’t bother buttoning my jeans. They’re coming off anyway.
Chapter 36
Gian
“Bro, you have this strange look right now.” Carlo squints at me over his glass of whiskey. “I can’t figure it out.”
“He’s glowing,” Saul says from over at the pool table.
“Positively radiant,” Renzo agrees. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say he was pregnant.”