Page 32 of Undercover Desires


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She darts her tongue out and licks her lips.

I pull down her dress to bear her breasts to me. She is so beautiful like this, all moaning and breathless.

I lick my way from her neck to her collarbone before taking one of her nipples in my mouth. I bite her gently then soothe it with my tongue before repeating the action on the other nipple.

She is so close to the edge. I can tell by the way she is riding my thigh.

My hands are back on her hips loving how she is gyrating, trying to get herself to the edge. There is already a wet spot from her staining my pants.

“So fucking needy,” I say before leaning and taking her nipple back on my mouth. I suck it, wrapping my tongue around it and pulling.

She gasps.

She whimpers.

She trembles.

And just when she is about to come, I pull my thigh from her.

I want her desperate and undone.

“What the fuck are you doing Alessandro?” she reaches out to me.

I smirk as I take a step back.

She is confused, her eyes wide, her breasts out, her dress at her waist. “Make me come, now.”

I tsk, taking another step back, “I am going to need you to remember your manners. You look so pretty when you say please. Call me selfish, but I would rather you asked nicely.”

“Are you serious?” she asks as her hand runs through her hair.

I nod, then turn to survey her room. It is sparsely decorated. It is straight out of a catalogue, so damn impersonal. Who doesn’t have a single picture of themselves hanging around the room?

I turn to ask her, just to catch her slipping a hand into her panties.

I charge immediately, pulling her hand and pinning it to the wall, “What the fuck doyouthink you are doing?”

“If you can’t take care of it, I will do it myself.”

I smirk angrily, taking her other hand and cross her hands so I can hold them up. “Rookie mistake.”

“Oh really?” She bites back as she flexes her fingers. I adjust my hold on her. Then slowly I pull her thong down until it is trapped at her thighs. She cannot move her arms or her legs.

The protest on her lips die out when my fingers make contact with her wet slit. She shivers as I slowly rub back and forth. I use her wetness to rub circles on her clit loving her little sighs.

Then I slide one finger in, dragging it in slowly. Her gray eyes roll back, her head banging against the wall.

This is my favorite version of her, so damn pliant.

I bring her close to the edge, and when she begins quivering, I pull my finger out. She cries out.

I press open mouth kisses to her neck and chest, using my tongue to slide over the already forming hickey.

“Alessandro, please.”

I chuckle against her collarbone, “I knew I would get you to beg again.”

She bites her lip trembling as I circle her clit before slipping two fingers in.

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