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I lean into the crook of her neck, speaking low and gravelly directly into her ear. “I’m gonna take you long and rough. Notfuckinglame and boring. I plan on filling you with my cum over and over.Fuckingyou so long and hard, your pussy will keep the imprint of my cock. I will worship your body and give you more pleasure than you ever knew was possible.” I quirk an eyebrow. “Sounds like a plan?”

5

Emma

What in the actual fuck?! This man is insane! And I’m even crazier. What are you doing Emma Gomis?! Think!!

Yeah, I think I’m a boring-ass good girl who’s never had any thrill in her life. If this Italian stallion wants tofuckmy brains out, I betterfuckingjump on this crazy train… This will never happen again. Whatever Alex says, I know that by tomorrow I’ll be back with the likes of Jimmy Bennett. So, yes please, I will trade one mind-blowing night with the devil for a lifetime of dullness. Thank you very much.

Alex holds me tightly against his chest, striding to the entrance of the room like a man on a mission. I stare at him in fascination. I’m tall and not a lightweight. The few men bold enough to lift me usually carry my voluptuous ass from bedroom door to bed. But this huge, scary mother-trucker picked me up and is hauling me around like I’m one of those dainty women. And it’s so freaking hot! Everything about Alessandro Romano and fucking scorching. The ticking of his carved jaw, the furrow of his thick, black, arched eyebrows. The fucking sexy way his sensual mouth is set in an almost pout. That fire blazing in his dark eyes. Every-fucking-thing.

With my hands wrapped at the back of his strong neck, my fingers playing with his overlong, thick, inky hair, I stare. I eye-fuck Alex Romano. Take my fill and build a well of memories. Snapshots of his incredible bone structure, olfactive tokens of his intoxicating scent. I let the feel of his strong body seep into my pores, permeate every single cell, my very DNA.

When we pass the giant guard at the door, I notice he doesn’t even flinch, doesn’t move a muscle at the vision of his boss carrying a woman in his arms out of the private poker room. My gut twists. Of course. Nothing out of the ordinary. Romano must take a woman home every night. Probably even fuck them at the club. Carrying one around isn’t anything unusual.

“Stop,” I hear Alex growl next to my ear.

My eyelashes flutter with incomprehension.

He shakes his head. “A minute ago you were fucking eating me up, now your face completely shut down. I’m not that guy,cara. I don’t do this. Ever.”

I search his dark eyes but can’t find anything but annoying self-assurance. He’s not lying. He wouldn’t lie. Probably never had to. I bet women freely throw themselves at him left and right.Not helping, Emma. I take a deep inhale.

“Okay, I believe you.”

Alessandro’s wolfish grin picks up a notch.

“Atta girl.”

He presses his delectable, firm lips to mine, sending a spasm through my already fiery, drenched core.

I moan, “Alex…”

“Yes, baby. I know.”

He sets me on my feet and kisses me again. We stay there, making out in the cold. His large hands cupping and kneading my generous ass, and pulling me into his long, hard cock. My own hands roaming his broad, muscular back, caressing his defined biceps. My fingers raking over his bulging pecs, traveling back up to his neck, threading through his raven black locks.

Alex groans into my mouth and I whimper on his lips. He grabs one of my legs and hooks it to his waist, taking a couple of strides to plaster my ass to a car. The metal feels cold on the portion of my skin left bare by my pushed up dress. He rolls his hips, dragging his hardness along the length of my wet, hot slit. The thin layer of my gauzy underwear sticks to my folds, saturated with my cream. The friction of the fabric drives me bonkers. I let out ragged cries and supplications as pleasure builds and increases at my core. Alex devours my mouth, his tongue plunging deep, his lips latching on, his teeth biting with more sting.

“Fuck, baby. I’m gonna fucking eat you up.”

I moan, “Yes, please.”

He lets out a ragged chuckle, attacking the crook of my neck. The scrape of his scruff adding another layer of sensations. I feel my orgasm nearing as he thrusts precisely against my clit and pinches and rolls my nipples, twisting them with an intensity that should hurt but only hits me straight between my parted legs.

I wish I could see us. This tall, broad giant, pressing himself between the thick thighs of a voluptuous woman. The mingled sounds of our pleasure, the taste of him still rich on my tongue, his scent surrounding me….Fuck!I come in a crashing wave of pleasure. A sharp clitoral orgasm the likes I’ve never known. It stretches and shakes my entire body. My pussy contracting, my nails digging, fingers grasping, lips parted on a silent cry. At the edge of my consciousness, I feel powerful arms hold me when my knees give in. I feel soft, full lips pressing at my temple, over my cheek, my forehead, my abused mouth. I vaguely hear a rumbly voice gently cooing me. But I’m too far gone, too shaken and pleasured. Once the devastating waves recede, I blink up to find Alex watching me closely. His expression, a mixture of amusement, fierce hunger, and possessiveness.Oh boy.

He gently pulls me against his chest while he maneuvers to open the passenger side of the sleek black sedan I was backed against. Alex helps me slide onto the plush leather seat. It’s as if the material hugged and embraced me. Letting my head fall back, I close my eyes for a beat while he fastens my seat-belt. I feel like I’m nothing but a pleasured, ragged doll devoid of energy or will. I hear my door close, the driver’s side open, Alex slide in. And my eyes only open when I hear his deep, masculine chuckle. I muster the strength to direct my gaze to him. And there it is, the very reason why a nice good girl like me finds herself in this insane situation. His fucking rugged, handsome face, tall, muscular body, and that stupid aura. The badass confidence that says you’re in the right hands to have the time of your life. Yeah, if this motherfucker can make me come the way he did without removing a single article of clothing, or applying any skin to skin contact on my nether regions, I’m absolutely about to live a night like no other.

6

Alex

My hands grip the steering wheel with such strength, the poor thing might dissolve into powder. I force myself to take deep inhales through my flaring nostrils, and keep my eyes on the road ahead of us.

Emma has recovered from her orgasm, and I can feel her gaze burning a hole into the side of my face. But I can’t look at her. Nope. If I let my attention drift from the road and settle on her fucking sexy curves, we’ll stop on the side and end up naked at the back of my Maserati. And I can’t fucking have that, goddammit. I’m Alessandro fucking Romano, not some sex-craved dipshit. I’m sharp, level-headed, always thinking a step ahead.Right, asshole. You fucking know you’re completely out of your depth with this one. Fuck, I feel like I’m gonna dissolve into thin air if I don’t get to bury myself deep inside Emma’s hot, wet pussy very soon.

Then Emma wraps her soft fingers around my wrist, and the sensation of peace that courses through my body from that simple, innocent connection is incredible. I allow myself to close my eyes for a second.

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