“Place your hands on my thighs and put your mouth on my cock. Trust me. I won’t hurt you.” The thought of giving him full control thrills me as much as it makes me anxious. I follow his directions when he grabs the nape of my neck, guiding me up and down on his thick cock. Each time he leads me down, he goes slightly lower. My eyes water when I gag and my hands want to push against his thighs.
Alessandro pulls me off him, still holding me by my neck. “If you keep pushing me away, I will tie your hands behind yourback.” I inhale deeply and I’m not sure if it’s out of fear or arousal. The sudden wetness between my legs makes the answer pretty clear. Alessandro must notice this when he laughs deeply.
“Naughty, Luci. You want me to tie you up? I bet you’d love to be at my mercy. Tied up, blindfolded, gagged, whatever I choose.” He stands in front of me, forcing me to crane my head as he peers down with desire in his eyes. “Stay on your knees.” My heavy breathing and the padding of his feet on the floor are the only things that fill the silence. I hear the sound of a drawer opening as he pulls something out and then closes it.
“Put your hands behind your back. Trust me, it’ll be okay.” My hands shake as I place them behind my back, stiffening when Alessandro wraps the smooth fabric around my wrists, tying them snugly together.
He walks around me, squatting down until we’re at eye level, and runs two fingers lightly through my slit. My eyes widen when he pulls those fingers to his face, smelling them before he sucks them clean as he stands.
“Fuck, you smell as good as you taste. No need to deny how much this turns you on.” He grabs my hair, his erection directly in front of me. “Open up.”
My tongue swipes over my bottom lip before I open my mouth. Alessandro takes no time putting the tip of his dick in my mouth. I close my lips around him before he slides farther into my mouth.
“I’m going to fuck your throat. Swallow if you think you’ll gag. You need to relax or you’ll continue to gag. You’re going to be so good and follow directions.” The last part is a statement instead of a question. The way he invites himself in forces me to focus on relaxing as he works his way deep into my throat. I’m unable to control my eyes watering and the amount of saliva dripping down my chin.
“Holy fuck, you’re pretty with my cock in your mouth. You’re a fast learner, always wanting to please.” As he pulls himself out of my mouth, drool flies out of my mouth, dipping down onto my chest. “Put your tongue out. Suck my balls.” My eyes widen and he places his balls in my mouth and continues to pump himself. “Just like that. Hold on.” He sits down on the edge of the bed, leaning his pelvis toward the ceiling, which leads my tongue farther back. I try to pull myself away before he holds my head in place. “Don’t fucking move. That’s right, lick it.” I’m both horrified by how unhygienic this is and turned on by the pleasure on Alessandro’s face as he continues to stroke himself. He gets closer to finishing as he pants and he pulls me away from him when he sits up, ropes of cum streaming across my face. “You made me make a mess all over your pretty face. Here, I’ll help you clean it up.” He leads down, wiping his cum off my face and shoving his fingers into my mouth.
I’m swept off my knees and thrown on the bed as Alessandro switches places with me, him on his knees and my hands still tied behind my back. “You did so good. I’m going to give you a prize.” He licks me the same way I licked him, causing me to shriek when he suddenly rubs his fingers across my clit. Now I understand the pleasure he experienced. The orgasm that hits me is like nothing I’ve ever experienced. I’m consistently astonished by the way Alessandro knows what will please me before I do.
His eyes show how hungry he still is when he comes back up but he stops. He guides me off the bed and unties my wrists. “Let’s go take a shower. I took today off.”
“You took today off? Why?” Alessandro taking the day off is suspicious. Why would he do that?
“I took the day off to spend time with you. If this was last night, I would think you’d be thrilled. Now let’s go shower.” He walks away from me and into the shower.
“Wait! Last night? What about last night?” I try to recall the events of last night, but after the third bottle of wine, I can only remember bits and pieces of Alessandro bathing me.
Alessandro turns to me, amused by my question. “Interesting.”
“Interesting how?” What did I do? What did I say?
“Nothing. Don’t worry about it. I have plans for us today.” He kisses me gently, pausing to caress my cheek with a sparkle in his eyes when he drags me into the shower with him.
Plans? What plans? I don’t know if I should be terrified or curious. I can’t focus on either when Alessandro washes between my thighs, that hunger returning when he brings one of my legs over his shoulder. The water pours off his body as he pleasures me. Once. Twice. Three times until I can barely stand on shaky legs. When he’s done, we finish our shower and get ready for our day.
Chapter 28
Alessandro
11 Days Until The Wedding
Luci and I drive into the city with Enzo following us in a separate car. Her face is calm with a blue sparkle in her eyes, and it hits me. Content. Happy. That’s what blue means. I realize in that moment I’d do anything to keep that shine on her face and in her eyes.
Suddenly Luci squeals and I practically swerve into ongoing traffic when she reaches for the volume, turning the music up loud enough that I can barely hear myself think. I learn something new about Luci every day, and today I found out she’s an awful singer. She hasn’t matched any notes in the song and despite the beautiful dance we had in the garden, her signature dance moves right now are all snaps and shoulder movements.
We’re at a red light and I’m trying to stifle a laugh as I watch her until she notices me. Her dance moves halt, mid-snap, and she presses her lips together, her face and chest turning bright red. I turn down the music, still staring at her until she gets the courage to speak.
She leans back, staring down at her hands as she fidgets with her engagement ring when she finally says something. “I like that song.”
“I figured.” I’ve missed the light turning green until Enzo, who’s behind us, honks, snapping me back into reality.
The first place we pull up to is Mr. Esposito’s jewelry shop to pick out her wedding band. I open the door and hold out my hand for Luci, noting she’s regularly been wearing her engagement ring when I kiss it and lead her into the shop. Mr. Esposito is waiting behind the counter for us. The rest of the store has shut down for our private appointment.
“Luci! Bella ragazza! Come, come. I have ideas for your wedding band.” Mr. Esposito ignores me to focus on the important person.
She follows him to the first case as I stand close by. “Whatever she wants, Mr. Esposito. Remember, cost is no issue.”
The wedding bands he shows to her vary from a basic platinum band to one surrounded with diamonds to match the band of her engagement ring. I can’t keep myself from staring at her as she tries on bands, imagining which one I’ll slide on her finger when she becomes my wife. After trying on a few, she turns around, looking for approval.
