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I eat hurriedly, savoring the incredible food even though my mind is a thousand miles away. Really, my thoughts are a few inches to my left, but they're galloping in so many directions, they might as well be far away.
Most things in my life aren’t certain right now, but there are two things I do know. One, this burger is the best I've ever had in my life, and two, I can't wait to get Alessandro alone as soon as possible.
We haven’t finished our fun in Tolmeco.
Not by a long shot.
twenty-two
ALESSANDRO
This wasn’t supposed to happen.
I was supposed to take Jessa out for an amazing day, show her what she could have if she decided to pursue something with me. I was supposed to treat her to a relaxing day without work or responsibilities so she could breathe and feel safe for a while.
Not finger her in a restaurant.
Not hurriedly drag her to the car and drive to an abandoned parking lot.
And I definitely wasn’t supposed to unzip my pants and pull her into my lap like this.
But I can’t fucking stop myself. Jessa is a drug, and my veins burn for her, desperate for the high only her touch can provide.
“We don’t have to do this,” I attempt to assure her, but my throbbing knot begs to differ. If I don’t feel her around me soon, her tight cunt squeezing me as I bury my cock in her, I’m going to explode. I’m going to catch fire from the sheer amount of pressure swelling beneath my skin.
She must share my feral need, because she presses her mouth against mine and hikes up her dress, sliding her panties to the side to grant me access.
“Yes, we do,” she mutters breathlessly against my lips, and I nearly lose it then and there.
“Then hold on for the ride, babydoll,” I say, lining the head of my weeping cock up with her entrance. A needy growl tears from my throat as I grab her ass with both hands and pull her down onto me, burying myself to the knot.
Last night, I took my time with her. I was gentle, careful. Now, in the front seat of my Lexus, I don’t want to be any of those things.
I want to fuck Jessa until she’s screaming my name, begging for more. I want her to feel exactly how much I want her, how desperate I am for her, and then I want to make her come all over me.
Screw my clothes. She can fucking soak them.
All that matters is that I sate the desire ripping through me and knot her.
Knot. Knot. Knot.
The thought resounds in my brain like a steady drum.
“Tell me if I hurt you,” I say, attempting to keep a clear head while lust makes my mind hazy. She has to be sore from last night–betas aren’t exactly equipped to handle knots–and I don’t want to injure her. That wouldn’t be fun for either of us.
But she locks her hands behind my head and rides me up and down, taking me with ease.
“Just fuck me,” she pleads.
That’s when I lose it.
I grab her thighs and lift her up, slamming her back down and repeating the motion until we fall into a steady rhythm. Every thrust draws a moan from her lips, each one louder as I thrust into her harder. Her lips are on mine, kissing me desperately, her body begging for more.
“Fuck, Jessa,” I growl, picking up the pace even more. I keep my hands on her ass to keep her off the steering wheel, but at this point, I couldn’t care if we attract all the attention in the world.
The only thing that matters is that I draw this out as long as possible, savoring every second in case she decides she doesn’t want to do this anymore when we get to Brookesville. I’ll fuck her like it’s the last time I get to enjoy her cunt, and even if she wants to part ways, she’ll never forget my lips, my cock, my knot.
It’ll all be burned into her memory forever.
