Chapter 67
“I have a few calls to make,” he said, pulling nfl his jacket, “tet ready for bed”
He turned toward the hallway, thum paused, glancing over his shoulder
My stomach dropped.
I opened my mouth to argue just to ask why but the look he gave me ended any thought of protest. Calm. Expectant. Abentube.
He didn’t wait for a response before disappearing down the hall, leaving me in silence thick with dread
I stood there for a moment, Mating at the empty donway. Then I moved.
1 crossed into his room, his scent already heavy in the space. Dark leather, cedar, something sharper underneath. Everything was immaculate. Expensive I didn’t belong here, not really. But I stepped inside anyway,
I stood awkwardly by the bed, unsure if I should sit, lie down, undress further. I settled for sitting on the edge, still dressed, trying to breathe through the knot in my chest
Ten minutes passed. Maybe more.
Then the door opened.
And Alessandro walked in. The air lett my lungs in a slow, shaky exhale when his cold eyes landed on me. “I thought you be ready for best”,
‘I’m going to do it“, I replied immediately.
“Good,” he said simply, then disappeared into the bathroom, the door clicking softly shut behind hi
I sat for some good time, unmoving, listening to the faint sounds of water running. My heart thudded, not in panic now, but in resignation. In surrender.
Because from the start, I don’t have any other solution
Eventually, I moved then began to undress
Every piece of clothing felt heavier than it should have, like it clung to me, reluctant to let go. I folded each item with trembling hands, placing them an the chair in the corner, until I stood bare beneath the soft glow of the bedside lamp.
I slipped under the covers, cold against my skin, and tried to steady my breathing. The silence wrapped around me like a second layer–quiet, but not comforting.
The water stopped.
My breath hitched.
A few moments later, the bathroom door opened.
Alessandro stepped out.
Naked
Completely.
I didn’t mean to look.
But I did.
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My eyes moved over him bread sheolders, lean mitele, din stil damp from the shower. Every line of him wat sharp and unde
from stone and polished with cruelty. There was nothing soft about him. Nothing kind.
I didn’t want him.
Not really
Not the way he wanted to be wanteil.
On my body didn’t understand that. My breath caught. My chest tightened. And something low in my belly tired with heat I didn’t ask for. He was beautiful–undeniably, unfairly beautiful,
And I hated that.
I hated how my skin prickled in anticipation, how his presente made the air feel heavier. How even now, after everything a part of me reacted like he was more than just a man I feared.
He didn’t say a word as he crossed the room, the sound of his here feet soft against the floor. He pulled back the covers on his side, the mattress shilling with his weight as he slipped in beside me, still wordless, still silent.
Ilay perfectly still, my heart pounding sa lundly if hurt.
“Move nearer to me“. He ordered.
1 hesitated. Just for a breath.
Then I shifted, the sheets rustling as I slid closer. Each inch felt like a mile.
My skin burned where it brushed against his. Heat radiated from him, a steady, pulsing warmth that made me want to pull away–and lean
“Closer,” he said
again, quieter this time. A whisper against the dark
the side
I obeyed.
Until there was no space left between us.
Until my body was pressed to his, bare and trembling i felt his hot breath and clean stubble against my neck.
I could feel his dick twitch against my thigh as he brought his fingers to my
“Open wide for me,” he huskily said into my ear as his large, now erect dick rested between my lega
I did as he said, and he inserted his two fingers into my mouth,
“Make it nice and wet, baby,” he ordered softly.
I clenched my es shut tightly and did as he said, wrapping my tongue around his two tan fingers in my mouth, making sure that I got them wet enough.
He hummed out, satisfied, as he moved his fingers from my mouth and moved back, away from my neck.
I only then realized how heavily I had been panting, and how painfully hard
had
gutten
en from just his fingers in my mout
Feeling shy, I hid my erection with my hand and lowered my head, hoping he hadn’t noticed how hard I was from his teasing.
I didn’t get to think about what had just happened because Alessandro spread my ass cheeks and inserted a single finger inside of me without notice, making me grip his expensive bedsheet tightly as I cried out with a gran.
i bit my lip hand until I tasted blood in my mouth as his his finger pressed deep inside me, I felt my whole body clench, as though something hat had pierced me from the inside.
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Holy shit, was this how it was going to be this time? Ni hart an much,
“… I can’t, it hurts, this time, I said, turning my head to look at him, my side strained and unsteady.
i wouldn 1 but you, an try and relas,” he ordered with a roogh yet calming tone. “Trust me, okay!
He slowly moved his long, thick finger inside of me as I clenched every part of my body, despite trying to relax.
I felt something wet drop in my ass, making me twin sound and see that he had spat on me. He used his saliva torkaround my as with his finger as le inserted it again and started moving it again, faster than before.
“I’m adding another finger, if you relax, this will be less painful.”
I clenched both fisis on the table and kept my eyes facing forward. “Y–Youre kidding me, I wanted to scream out, but it came out quietly.
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