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"Two orgasms and here you are, tigre, still dripping." The bastard still decided to tease me. He nudged me with his tip and began drawing circles on my wetness.

"I'll kill you...I swear."

Slowly, but surely, he must've felt the drive gnawing at him too because he started sinking into me.

"Fffuuuccckkkk!" My vocals were a mess. The only thing I could see ahead of me was the blissful entrance into a world of premium satisfaction.

"Ohhh...so tight...so...ahhh," he also began to moan. If the pleasure wasn't eating my brain off, I would've loved to stay quiet and listen to his sexy drawls, but I didn't have that much coordination in my throat. Heck, I had even begun drooling as his thrusts became rhythmic. It was like my walls and his girth were meant for each other. The way I hugged him so perfectly, dragging his head against my g-spot as he continued to hit it.

With his need getting more and more intense, he too began to increase his pace. My ass skin was going to be sore from how hard his pelvis was slapping against them, creating a clapping noise that decorated the room like a drum set while our moans gave a chorus to the beat. His thrusts into me became animalistic and I could feel the skin of my ass ripple upon every slap his pelvis gave me.

The phrases he cried in his language added spice to the mix. I decided to join in mine too, worshiping his cock in as sinful phrases as my discombobulated brain could remember before satisfaction came to me at last. At this point, nothing made sense. I squeezed my eyes tightly shut as his thrusts continued, my pussy clenching and relaxing with convulsive rapidity, giving him his own orgasm. He held my breasts and propped me up to ram into me with the last sliver of time he had left before heexploded inside me, filling me to the top with his hot, creamy semen.

We stayed in that position for a while, and I even rounded my hips on him to drain his cock of everything he had inside, making him shudder before he left me to collapse back on the couch in the doggy position I was in before. I shivered in satisfaction as I felt his juices ooze out of my entrance and trail down my lap.

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"Principessa..."

I heard my favorite voice coax me from my sleep. I had awoken now, but I wanted to hear him call me again, no matter how annoyed I made him by grunting and burying my face further into the sheets.

"Tigre, we're going to be late for our date," Alessandro hummed into my neck. When I decided that was enough doting for a morning, I opened my eyes and smiled at him.

"Happy birthday, mi amor," I greeted him. I had learnt to say some phrases in Italian over the past two weeks since we started getting intimate and of course, the ones on my top list were phrases that adored him.

He smiled and gave me a warm kiss, ignoring my morning breath which I found cute. Even though I was smelling like a skunk who just had a big blast, he didn't care. He was all suitedup and ready to go and even though it took me some time, I did everything I could to look my most pristine in as little time as I could, and he didn't rush me. Instead, he watched me get ready all the way through, showering praises upon praises on my body while I walked around naked before putting on the sky-blue dress he bought for me. He even helped me do my hair, and I was surprised at how well he smoothened my waves.

"My mama has hair like yours," he commented as he stroked my hair lightly. "You're beautiful, Sienna."

I blushed deeply knowing he really meant it. In that moment, all of my insecurities left me, and I felt like a completely bigger person as I held Alessandro's hand and walked out of the room.

"You ready?" he asked me as the elevator slowed to a stop. I nodded and looked ahead as the elevator dinged and opened to the receptionist area.

Gone was that girl that wished she was smaller just so she could fit in. In her place, strutted a tigress. Alessandro'stigre. And with my tiger beside me, I felt invincible.

Chapter 11

Invisible.

That's how I feel now.

For the past two days since our date and his birthday, Alessandro had been acting weird. I tried to excuse it to work, but it seemed like there was something more. Yes, he still kissed me every morning. Yes, we still made out every once a while he was around, but for the rest of the time, it was like I wasn't there. He was either blubbering gibberish with that sexy baritone of his over the phone with someone or rapping with the keys of his computer...or phone.

Gosh, I loathed people who didn't turn off key sounds on their phone keyboard. It sounded like Morse code, the damn thing. Every other time, I'd catch him looking at me and throw a smile,but he'd just return the smile and continue whatever he was doing.

I pondered on how to confront him about the issue on my bed where I lay. Today was worse. I didn't even get a good morning kiss. Maybe I was taking things too far. He hadn't even asked me out yet. Who was I to demand a kiss from him? As the thoughts moved in trains through my head, I felt sicker and sicker until.

Gag...gag...

I had to sit up to reduce the dizziness. This continued for nearly two straight hours, and I got so frustrated, I chugged down as much water as possible, then shoved my index and ring fingers far enough into my throat to further stimulate my gag reflexes, enabling me to throw up. While this didn't stop the nausea, it at least reduced it to a negligible level. Negligible enough for me to go to work.

"Good morning," I greeted Alessandro when I passed him on my way to the kitchen. He was fully dressed in his traditional suited attire with the kind of expensive material that put my two-dollar customized T-shirt to the mud. He grunted in response and kept fiddling with his tie. Before I came out, he had already left.

Really?

He was in for a lengthy talk with me when we got back. We really needed to define this relationship. At work, I could barely focus. The best I could do was to keep myself from passing out and Iwas uncomfortable as hell. On more than two occasions, I had to take an excuse to go to the bathroom and rinse my face.

What kind of bug would I have come down with now?

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