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And what happens when he finds out the secret I’ve been keeping from him? When he finds out I’m really an omega?
Could he love me after I betrayed his trust like that?
I swallow hard, chasing any thoughts of love from my mind. I’m getting way ahead of myself, and I shouldn’t. That’s not what this is about.
Would it be great if Alessandro was my knight in shining armor who whisked me off my feet? Of course.
Unfortunately, that’s not realistic.
What could I possibly offer him that the hundreds of betas who come into the restaurant haven’t already?
Nothing.
This is a one-night thing, maybe two if it goes well, nothing more. No attachments, no strings, no matter how tempting the thoughts of them are.
Slowly, feeling like my heart might beat through my ribs, I nod.
“Yes.” My whisper is barely audible. “This is what I want.”
The sound seems to vacuum out of the room, leaving us in impossible silence, before Alessandro leans forward to press his mouth against mine.
It isn’t hot and fevered like before, but tender, powerful, demanding without being overpowering. It’s much like him, and as his arm comes around my back, I melt into him. His lips lead mine in a slow dance as my hands lock behind his neck, and I taste the whiskey on his skin. Somehow, it makes him even sexier.
His hands skirt over my body, groping tenderly before he palms my ass again. I’ve hardly considered that I’m still wearing my work clothes, but he doesn’t seem to care. It doesn’t matter that my hair is a mess after a long day of work, or that my makeup has faded since this morning.
None of that matters.
He deepens the kiss, pulling me into him and intensifying the throb between my thighs, and I can’t help but moan against his lips. My body is on fire, begging for more of his touch.
Alessandro grabs me by the waist and lifts me off the ground, my legs wrapping around him instinctively as his hands hook beneath my thighs. I gasp, the feel of his firm torso pressing against my core causing the butterflies in my stomach to turn feral, flipping and twisting maddeningly.
My panties are soaked already; if I hadn’t taken the heat suppressant this morning, his entire front would be drenched with slick. Without the scent blocker, my perfume would be suffocating us right now, drowning us in the rich, sweet mixture of coconut and pineapple.
It’s a relief to not have to worry about any of that. No scent, no heat, no slick. I’m as close to a beta as I could ever be, and unless there’s some other tell I don’t know about, Alessandro won’t know the difference.
The thought is comforting–if he hasn’t figured it out by now, he won’t.
“Let’s go upstairs,” he says, his voice gruff against the side of my neck before he plants a kiss there, sucking tenderly at the delicate skin. “I’ll strip you down and bathe you before devouring every inch of you. How does that sound?”
It sounds like fucking heaven, and I can’t keep the goofy grin off my face at the thought of seeing him naked, of showering with him before he throws me on the bed and fucks me into the mattress. It sounds like exactly what I need right now, and if he keeps me waiting much longer, I’m going to tear his clothes off myself and ride his cock like a rollercoaster.
“Perfect,” I assure him. “I’m all yours.”
sixteen
ALESSANDRO
Keeping my hands off Jessa’s gorgeous, tight body long enough to turn the shower on and get the temperature right is somewhat of a miracle, but I manage. So many emotions twist in my stomach and knot into a lump in my throat, begging me to reconsider this arrangement, but when she stares up at me with her wide, crystal blue eyes and her soft, plump lips that I want to suck on like candy, I keep going.
Meanwhile, my thoughts are at war with one another.
It’s going to be okay.This is insane.
This is what we both want.What would a woman so young want with an old man like you?
The internal warfare is constricting, making it hard to breathe, and the only way to calm them, to think clearly again for a moment, is to grab Jessa by the waist and pull her against me, kissing her deeply before I hurriedly unbutton her top and toss it aside.
“You can stop me at any time,” I assure her, my hands sliding their way around her torso and making quick work of her bra. “If you change your mind, I want you to tell me, got it?”
