Page 40 of Alessandro DeLuca


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Clearing my throat, I push him back. “I can’t. You’re a distraction that I can’t afford right now.”

Alessandro pulls me back against him; his eyes are dark, his voice raspy.

“I promise to make it worth your while. Everything that I do will only be for your benefit. Every touch,” he says, his hand reaching up to push my robe away and caressing my shoulder.

“Every kiss,” his lips are soft when they brush against mine, his breath warm, and his eyes linger on me with a promise that I know he can’t keep. I won’t let him.

“Every taste,” he continues as he pushes my robe further down to reveal my left nipple.

When his cool tongue touches the puckered flesh, the hiss from my throat is involuntary, and so are my hands that press against the back of his head to hold him close.

Damnit, why do I react this way when he touches me?

My body may be acting of its own accord, but I’m still very much in control of this encounter. At least, that’s what I tell myself because anything less than me being in control is unacceptable.

My back arches when his mouth closes around my distended nipple, his jaws a vacuum to suck my breast further into that hot well of pleasure.

“Ales…” I can’t get his name past my lips because his tongue is making love to my nipple and my breast as though they weren’t a simple fatty tissue, but the very orifice currently throbbing so hard it damn near hurts.

Paola warned me not to get in trouble with this man trying to accomplish my mission. But damn, I’m in so much trouble!

So when Alessandro asks, “Mila, can I have you tonight?”

My only answer can be, “Fuck yes.”

Easily, he lifts me into powerful arms and carries me to the bedroom. My mind races doing a mental scan of the room's contents visible to the naked eye.

I rest in the confidence that there is nothing that Alessandro will easily find to alert him to my true purpose.

When he lays me on the cushion of my mattress and pushes my robe aside, I relax, content in the knowledge that I’m finally drawing closer to my purpose.

There’s nothing wrong with good sex, and that’s exactly what Alessandro gives to me when he parts my thighs, his rough fingers sliding against my entrance.

I’m wet as hell. It’s gushing down there with the knowledge that soon, this man whose head is resting between my thighs will give me all the answers I need to execute the motherfuckers who killed my husband and my baby.

Those moans, deep inhalations, and purrs of satisfaction that he releases as he licks my clit and slides his tongue against the surface are quickly drowning out all my thoughts of execution.

“You waste no time,” I purr when his fingers slide inside me, warring with his tongue to satiate me.

Taking a long, leisurely lap of my core like a cat with a bowl of milk, he looks up with a pussy-slick grin and smiles.

“I told you, a man like me has no time to waste. Make no mistake, Mila Campbell, you’ll be mine.”

And with that, he goes back to eating my pussy like an imprisoned man granted his last meal.

My hands clamp around his head like a vise, and I gyrate, rolling my hips, pumping up and fucking his mouth the way I know he wants me to.

Long fingers dig into my thighs as he tries to pull them open again when I lock them around his head. My hips jut up and side to side, wildly out of control as he continues to suck me into relaxed contentment.

“Vieni per me, piccolo,” he rasps.

I don’t know what he says, but I can only guess when his sucking of my lips alternates with him pushing his tongue against my clit. When he adds a thumb to my ass and repeats that sentence, I can only guess he’s telling me to cum, and I do. Screaming, shuddering, and furious!

Furious as hell, how dare I lose control and come apart like this for this man of all people? How dare he know which button to push to make me lose my mind?

Carlo wasn’t big on ass play, but I always wanted him to take things to another level. Our sex was good but more straightlaced. He didn’t like inserting anything into my ass, not even himself.

I’ve experimented with toys back there before, to Carlo’s displeasure. That’s how I knew that I enjoyed it.

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