Page 48 of His to Wed

“Okay, I’ll open it.” I’m caving to his demands kind of fast, but I don’t want to test the limits of Alessandro’s patience. “But I need you to wait a minute before coming in.”

“Are you giving me orders,dolcezza?” His sexy purr sends a shiver down my spine. “You know that’s not your place.”

I purse my lips at that. We still have some differences to iron out when it comes to whatmy placeis.

“Please, Alessandro, do as I ask. I need a moment to get ready for you.”

“Very well,dolcezza. That will give me time to go fetch something.”

Now that sounds ominous. Whatever dastardly plan he has in mind, I’m sure he’ll want to reward me when he witnesses my show of submission. I quickly kick off my shoes and then peel off my top and pants. Not wanting to leave my clothes in a messy heap, I fold them neatly and place them on the wooden chair next to the door. Then I strip off my bra and panties.

As soon as I’m naked, I go to the door and slide the bolt over. As I step back to position myself on my knees to greet Alessandro when he comes in, firm arms wrap around my upper body. A startled shriek slips out of me before a hand slaps over my mouth.

“Oh,dolcezza,” Alessandro says, dispelling my moment of irrational panic that I’ve been grabbed by a stranger, “did you forget this bedroom shares a bathroom with the one next door?”

That had slipped my mind. I hold my breath as Alessandro drags me backward across the room. He spins us around, grabs my waist, and tosses me onto the bed.

“Hands and knees, head down. Present that naughty ass to me.”

I get onto all fours and glance back over my shoulder, trying to read Alessandro’s expression to see if he’s mad at me. Perhaps locking the door on him was a step too far. I can’t tell if he’s annoyed, though. He must see the tremulous quiver of my lip as he gives his head a small shake.

“Don’t worry, Emilia. This will be about pleasure, not pain.” Relief surges through me and then he adds. “Well, a little pain may be unavoidable.”

He reaches past me to grab a box I didn’t notice was lying on the bed. Alessandro must have brought it in with him. My stomach clenches. I think I know what’s in it. Confirmation comes a moment later when he opens the box and reveals an object that’s unfamiliar to me. Silver, with a narrow tip, it flares out wide and has a narrow base.

“What is that?” Logic has already provided the answer, but I want him to confirm it.

“This,dolcezza, is a butt plug.”

“You’re planning to put that inside me?”

“That’s right.”

A nervous whimper escapes me as he runs his hand over my bottom.

“Don’t worry, I’ll use lube this time.”

There’s a threat in there that he won’t always be so considerate. He presses on my shoulder, reminding me I’m not in the position he wants me in. Closing my eyes, I lower my head to the mattress and breathe in the scent of a fresh, floral laundrydetergent from the sheets. I try to tune out what’s happening as Alessandro drizzles something over my butt. His finger presses against my rear hole and then he pushes it inside, just an inch at first. My eyes pop open in surprise; it doesn’t hurt. Even when he pulls his finger out a little and adds a second, thrusting them deeper inside me, it’s not painful. He scissors his fingers, preparing me for what’s coming.

When he withdraws his fingers and the cold tip of the plug presses against my entrance, I tense. This is not the same as Alessandro’s touch. It’s cold, impersonal. I’m not sure how I feel about this.

“Relax, Emilia. Take a deep breath and then let it out slowly.”

“I can’t,” I whine as the first part of the plug breaches my tight channel.

“You can and you will.” Alessandro’s tone is firm, but not unkind. “This is going inside you no matter what, so make it easy on yourself.”

As the plug presses deeper, I crawl forward, trying to escape it. Alessandro swats my ass.

“I know you’re nervous, but this is happening,” he says sternly. “So hold still or I’ll tie you to the bed and shove it inside you with no lube.”

Something tells me that’s not an empty threat. I inch back to where I was and try to relax. Alessandro wraps an arm around my waist to hold me still. I do as he suggested, taking a deep breath and exhaling. When my body stretches to accommodate the wider part of the plug, I clutch the bedcovers. I take another breath and Alessandro slides the plug all the way in.

“How does that feel?” he asks.

I wiggle my hips and the plug jolts my insides.

“It hurts.”

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