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“You’d better not,” Alessio growled. His voice sent shivers down my spine…shivers that weren’t entirely from fear. I shivered and tried to pull away but he was too strong and he easily crushed me to his body. I could feel the rhythm of Alessio’s heart pounding beneath his massive, brawny chest.
I realized I wasn’t the only person who was nervous.
For a moment, we stared at each other, holding one another’s gaze. The limo disappeared. New York disappeared. All that was left was Alessio Amoruso and me, nervous little naïve Beth Wilson.
Alessio’s grip loosened but I didn’t move away. When he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine, a spark shot between our bodies. Liquid fire replaced the blood in my veins, searing through my body and leaving me unable to breathe. As his tongue pressed into my mouth, I moaned.
Part of me was horrified. Part of me wanted to revolt, to scream and cry and punch Alessio until he stopped touching me. But the other part of me – the dominant part of me – didn’t want him to stop. My lower belly was twitching and shifting with fierce arousal. My clit was as hard as a tiny pebble inside of my panties, and I could feel my pussy juices soaking my thong and dripping down the insides of my thighs. The inside of the limo was filled with a musky scent as Alessio pushed me back.
Moaning, I tried to grab him. I’d almost forgotten that my hands were bound, but somehow that just made me feel even more aroused. Alessio pulled away. He bit my lip until I moaned and tasted blood. When he leaned down to my body and kissed my neck, I thought I would come right there. Finally, he pushed my head backwards and ripped the shirt away from my body. Cool air hit my exposed breasts and I moaned as my nipples stiffened. Alessio ran his hands over me, pinching and prodding and caressing my pale breasts. I’d never had someone touch me like this before, like they owned me. Like I’d always belonged to them, and they were just exerting their power.
We didn’t talk. We didn’t speak as Alessio ripped the rest of my shirt away and tossed it to the side. He grunted and bent over before ripping the tape between my ankles. I spread my legs as far as I could. My skirt rose up high over my belly, exposing my thighs to Alessio’s fierce caresses. When his muscular, calloused hand touched the inside of my thigh, I blushed so hotly that I thought my veins would burst.
Molten lava flowed through my body as Alessio shoved his hand inside of my panties. I was so wet that his hand was instantly covered in my pussy juices, and he shoved two fingers inside of me, beckoning the walls of my pussy in a way that made me gasp and tremble. Alessio rubbed my clit with his thumb until I was screaming with lust. I wanted him to take me. I wanted him to fuck me raw, until I couldn’t walk.
My wrists were still bound as Alessio grabbed my hips and flipped me around. My ass felt dangerously exposed and I couldn’t even balance against the seat as Alessio yanked my panties down. I felt his warm breath on the backs of my thighs and I shivered and shoved my ass in his face, desperate for more stimulation. He growled, then dug his hands into the cheeks of my ass and spread me apart until I was blushing furiously against the seat. When I felt Alessio’s tongue licking a wet trail from my asshole down to my pussy, I screamed and moaned and thrust my hips into the air like a bitch in heat.
Alessio grunted again. He moved away and I heard the snapping of his belt. When he looped the strap of leather around my neck and gently tugged, I moaned. Not being able to breathe deeply made the sensations rushing through my body seem more powerful than ever before, and I gasped and choked as Alessio tightened his grip.
When his cock slid inside of my pussy from behind, I screamed in pleasure. I couldn’t maneuver around to see Alessio from the front, but his cock was big and thick. It filled me completely, in a way that Michael never had. Alessio began slamming his hips against mine, savagely fucking me as he pressed me against the back of the limo seat.
Pleasure exploded in my body and I moved and moaned and cried out for more. Alessio must have taken my cries as struggle, and he tightened the belt around my neck. Gasping for air, I felt my lower belly tense and spasm and shake. Alessio reached a hand around my body and started rubbing my clit until tears of pleasure and lust came to my eyes. Every time his thumb grazed my swollen nub of pleasure, I moaned and cried and bit my lip. Soon, actual tears were streaming down my face. I could barely breathe as Alessio humped me faster and faster. His cock slid in and out of my soaked pussy and I could feel his balls slamming against my clit with each thrust.
“God,” I screamed loudly. It felt so fucking good that I could hardly stand it. My whole body was buzzing and tingling with the most insane pleasure that I’d ever felt before, and I was powerless to stop it. I couldn’t even move my hands – I was rooted to the spot, leashed like a bitch in heat while the most powerful man in New York City fucked my brains out.
A feeling started to rise in my belly and I whimpered, thrusting my hips back and forth. Alessio pinched and rubbed my clit harder than ever. His teeth clamped down on the back of my shoulder and I moaned with pleasure as a fierce orgasm began to tear through my body. It felt like a tidal wave of pleasure was cresting over my head, like someone was gripping me relentlessly and refusing to let go.
Alessio’s cock spasmed inside of me. I could feel his cum splashing the inside of my pussy, coating me with lust. He groaned and grunted with pleasure, biting me hard enough to break the skin. I screamed as our bodies slid and moved together against the back seat.
For a few moments, the air was silent and heavy with the scent of my arousal and Alessio’s sweat. Then he grabbed me and flipped me on my back. Between my legs was raw and stinging, but I couldn’t help wanting more – my clit was still swollen and begging for more attention. Alessio grinned at me. He reached forward and grabbed my wrists, ripping the tape with one easy motion.
When my wrists were freed, it was like the spell was broken. Immediately, I blushed and began to tear up, horrified and guilt over what had just happened. I yanked my skirt down to cover my ass and grabbed my ruined shirt, shielding my bare breasts.
Alessio smirked. “So,” he said. “You ain’t gonna be testifying against me.” Naked, he looked like a Roman god – all muscles and cock and shining body.
“I can’t say that,” I said shakily. I licked my lips and cleared my throat, still shaking from the powerful orgasm that had just rocked my world. “I can’t agree.”
Alessio sneered. “Oh yeah?” He got close to my face and I shivered. I wanted to wrap my arms around him and pull him close, but everything in me was telling me to get away from him as soon as possible.
Alessio’s dangerous, I thought as I gasped for air. He’s dangerous. He practically raped me! And it doesn’t matter that I enjoyed it, I thought. He had Michael killed. What will he do to me?
“Fine,” Alessio said. He raised his eyebrows. “But just know, girlie – I’ll be watching you. And you’ll make the right decision.”
I bit my lip and shook my head. “We’ll see about that,” I said warily. “We’ll just see about that.”
14
Alessio
That night, Silvio came over with a case of champagne, six bottles of bourbon, and a whole truckload of strippers and escorts that he’d picked up from New Jersey. In seconds, my house turned into a wild party.
I didn’t exactly feel like celebrating, but I figured it was my duty to the family to remain as fucking upbeat and perky as I could.
“This ain’t gonna be my last time as a free man,” I growled to Silvio. A girl walked by in nothing but a G-string and pasties. Her breasts swung in the air and my cock twitched, but once she was gone, I forgot all about her.
“Okay, boss,” Silvio said. He shook his head and drank half a flute of champagne in one mouthful. “You enjoyin’ yourself?”
I looked around. Seven months ago, I would have been balls deep in one of those girls, fucking and sucking and guzzling bourbon until the wee hours of the morning. But tonight, they just weren’t doing it for me. They looked like old whores, tired and wearing too much makeup.
