“You have a date?” I laughed unconvinced that it was actually a date and it was just one of Ian’s whores he fucks daily.
“Don’t laugh. She’s nice, and before you say it, no, she’s not a whore unless you’re with her in the bedroom. That’s a different story…” He smirked at me pressing his lips together.
“No” Alessandro answered his question.
“No?”
“No, you aren’t bringing her, I’m not letting you get distracted; you’re only coming with us to help out. This isn’t supposed to be fun, plus we weren’t invited anyway,” Alessandro prolonged, tucking his sleeves up to show his tattooed forearms.
“I won’t get distracted, I promise, Alessandro, pretty please,” He teased, and I giggled, but Alessandro didn’t want to look so amused.
“Fine, but I’m not responsible if she dies,” He scoffed out.
“Thank you, Alessandro, I won’t let you down” He winked at an aggravated Alessandro and nodded in respect to me before hurrying out the door and shutting it behind him.
“You should be happy for your brother. He seems excited about this girl,” I say, pleading with him.
Alessandro clearly didn’t like the idea of his brother dating someone, but I’m not sure why at least Ian wasn’t going after me anymore, so that’s a bonus.
“Enough talk on him please’ He waved his hand in the air for me to stop.
“God, I can’t keep up with your mood swings. You’re like a fourteen-year-old girl going through puberty.” I let out a slight giggle.
“Watch your mouth before I put it to better use,” He snapped, which only made me go further.
“And what if I wanted you to put it to better use?” I teased with a small smirk.
He gestured two fingers in the air, which was a signal to come towards him, and I complied, standing in between his legs.
“Knees,” He commanded, licking his bottom lip and looking at my body, which was only covered by his shirt and panties.
I got down on my knees, already knowing what he wanted me to do. “Is this what you want?” I nodded innocently in response.
I placed my hand on his cock, stroking it up and down, and he let out a groan at the contact; not waiting a second longer, I undid his belt as slow as I could, edging him and making him wait a little.
His belt was undone, and I gripped at the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down so slightly until his cock sprung out, making my mouth water and my panties dampen.
I rubbed his cock up and down, feeling the pre-cum drip from his tip, and I gave it a subtle kitten lick.
Alessandro threw his head back with a deep groan. I placed my hand on the bottom of his cock and pushed it in my mouth until it reached the back of my throat, almost stopping my breathing.
“Fuck yes,” Alessandro moaned, and I slipped it out my mouth before spitting on the tip for lubrication.
The urge to touch myself was unbearable.
“Let me fuck your throat,” Alessandro groaned and stood up, grabbing the sides of my head to hold it still. With one swift movement, he thrust his cock deep inside my mouth, hitting the back of my throat fucking it at a fast pace as if I was just his little fuck toy, and I loved it.
“You always take me so well, baby,” He groans, still thrusting into my mouth.
I let out an unholy sound and the friction of his cock hitting my uvula made strings of saliva pour from my lips until they fell on my lap.
Alessandro threw his head back, squeezing the sides of my head harder, almost reaching his climax.
My teary eyes looked up at him, his jaw clenching and his words being spoken into the air, he looked so fucking sexy.
His climax was reached, and a hot substance leaked down my throat, not a drop going to waste.
“You did so well, love, so well,” He whispered, wiping the tears away with his thumb, then tucked cock back into his pants.
“Aren’t you going to give me something?” I scoffed, wanting more than to pleasure him.
I wanted him to pleasure me.
“Maybe if you behave and do everything I ask, I may consider it.” He sat back down in his chair.
“That includes not getting bratty with me, do you understand?”
“I understand,” I lied.
I definitely do not understand.
I want him to fuck me like the whore I am, edging me, finger fucking me, and making tears spill from my eyes while there’s a knife to my throat. Is that too much to ask?
“I suggest you go pack for New York, we have a long drive to the hotel” He stated pushing me away from his