CASSANDRA POV
“Very clever” I chuckle sarcastically, and before he could respond, a male waiter came to our table.
“Would you guys like to order now?” He asked me looking directly into my eyes but didn’t once look at Alessandro.
“I’ll have the beef lasagna, and my wife would like spaghetti,” Alessandro intervened, and the waiter wrote our orders down and walked away.
“You don’t have to be so rude,” I said to him.
“He was looking at you like he wanted to fuck you,” He stated, and I rolled my eyes; I then spread my legs under the table so my pussy was on display and put my hand under the table, circling my clit.
“Look under the table,” I whispered, making sure nobody near us could see what I was doing; luckily, there was a white cloth covering the table.
Alessandro looked under the table for a couple of seconds before lifting his head back up smirking.
“I think we should skip dinner” I chuckled at his response and lifted my hand back up from under the table
“Oh really?
Why is that?” I teased, shifting in my seat, trying not to create a wet spot on my dress from my wetness.
“Because when we leave here, I’m going to pound that pretty little pussy of yours until you’re begging me to cum, then if you beg for it like a good girl I will let you” He murmured and my clit
ached wanting him to fuck me right on this table.
“And what if I don’t beg?” I asked, stroking my foot up his ankle slowly.
“If you don’t beg me, then I’ll leave you a squirming mess on the bed; your pussy will be aching for its release, and you simply won’t get it,” He stated, then took a sip of his whiskey.
“Here’s your food.” The waiter interrupted, and I didn’t even know he got there; I was so lost in a haze full of lust and hormones.
“Oh t-thank you,” I stuttered, and the waiter placed our food in front of us before walking away in a different direction.
“How long has he stood there?” I asked Alessandro, but he just shrugged his shoulders, chewing his food.
We ate the food in silence before having small talk and didn’t you just say the most erotic words to me; we finished our dinner and headed back to the car. The palm of Alessandro’s hand was placed on my back as we walked, and he opened the car door for me like a gentleman.
“We have to make a quick stop somewhere,” He stated, looking down at his phone.
“Is everything okay?” I asked worried.
“Everything’s fine Love, I just have to take care of something,” He said gripping the wheel slightly irritated but I knew he had everything under
control.
He stopped the car outside his warehouse and turned to me. “I’ll be right back,” He said, and I nodded; he walked out of the car and disappeared into his warehouse.
Ten minutes went by, Alessandro wasn’t back yet. I wondered what he was doing in there.
I mean, he only goes to his warehouse to package drugs or torture and kill someone, so it wouldn’t hurt him if I went inside to take a look.
I walked into the warehouse and found Alessandro packing cocaine into a suitcase; he looked at me and stopped in his tracks.
“Very romantic, Mr. Russo,” I tease, walking slowly to him, my heels clicking on the concrete floor.
“Packing drugs on our date night, aren’t you?” I folded my arms across my chest, my breasts popping out a little.
“I’m sorry baby, I just needed to ship these out or I would be in deep shit with the American mafia He sighed and I walked around his desk and
placed my hands on his chest, stroking my hands along, which made his breathing hitch.
“It’s fine; I just wish you’d let me help you,” I smirked and played with the buttons on his shirt before he snaked his hand up to my neck and squeezed it.
“Sandra” He warned.
“I won’t hesitate to bend you over my desk and fuck you so hard you that pass out,” His hand is still attached to my neck.
“Then don’t hesitate, Alessandro,” and with that, he slammed me onto the desk, my breasts smashed down against the cold wood and my ass in the air, his hand pushed my head down so I could only see to the right of him and Alessandro lifted my dress over my ass.
“I’m going to make a mess of this pussy” He whispered, dipping his finger inside of me, and I let out a loud whine.
I then heard the sound of his belt unbuckling and the zipper to his pants being undone, letting me know he was going to fuck me.
I felt his cock press against my pussy, and he slid it up and down my wet folds, making me grip the end of the desk.
He then pushed fully inside me, not letting me adjust to his size, and soon after started slamming into me.
“Fucking hell,” He groaned, slapping my ass before grabbing my ass cheek in his hand.
“So fucking tight,” He moaned, roughly fucking me until my pussy felt sore, the desk moved with every thrust, and I began to see stars from the pace at which he was fucking me.
Alessandro then grabbed one of my thighs, lifting my leg on the desk so I was now standing on one leg and the other placed on the desk so my pussy was even more on show.
He continued fucking me into oblivion and my clit ached with need.
“So fucking good” He groaned and he smacked my ass and I could feel every inch of him inside me, my walls clenched around him and I was
soon at the brink of cumming.
Alessandro pulled his cock out and gave my pussy a firm slap “Fuck” I whined immediately shutting my legs but he only gave it another slap making my pussy even more sensitive.
“I’m going to cum in your mouth get on your knees” He demanded and I complied with his request got on my knees and opening my mouth wide for him.
He lined his cock up to my mouth and hot semen shot down my throat.
“That’s it,” He groaned, shaking the rest of his tip on my tongue so I swallowed every last drop.
“You look so pretty on your knees.” He smirked, cupping my cheek and brushing his thumb over it.
He tucked himself away and held out his hand, lifting me, but I could hardly stand because of his brutal fucking.
“I love you” He smiled and pulled my dress down so I was clothed again.
“And I love you, Alessandro”
THE END!!!