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He starts to pull out. I cling to him, begging wordlessly for him to stay. He sighs, nestling his face in my neck, and I wrap my legs around him.
I’m home. I’m really home.
Chapter Sixty
Ava
Alessandro’s face is between my legs when I wake up. At first, I’m confused as I slide into consciousness, but as my eyes focus on him, I let out a moan.Fuck, his tongue feels amazing.
“I missed this,” he whispers, looking up at me. “Tasting you.”
I lift an arm to stroke his hair, but it doesn’t go. Instead, it pulls against the bedframe, a cuff buckled firmly onto my wrist.
“You bastard,” I laugh. “You tied my arms while I was sleeping?”
He grins. “Couldn’t have you running away.”
I’m too distracted to answer him as he returns his mouth to my clit, circling it with his tongue. I lean my head back, sighing in satisfaction.
Run away? This is how every morning should start.
***
Alessandro doesn’t release me until I’ve come for him three times. I ask permission for each of them. On the third one, he makes me beg, hovering his face over my pussy and giving me little licks to keep me on the edge. By the time he’s done, I’m sticking to the sheets with sweat, melted into a puddle.
“Good girl,” he tells me, stroking my face. “I suppose I’ll let you go now. Although it’s tempting to just keep you tied up here, ready for me whenever I want.”
I squint at him. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
He brings his mouth next to my ear. “I would. And you’d like it, too.”
I feel elated as he releases my arms. It makes me so happy how natural all of this feels.
This is my reality now.
“What do you have going on today?” I ask him, sitting up in bed and watching him get dressed. Gosh, his body is nice. He has such a defined back. Watching the muscles ripple will never cease to mesmerize me.
“Just checking in with my capos,” he says, buttoning his shirt. “The same way I did with Sal. Make sure everything is running smoothly, you know. How about you?”
“I thought I would visit my mom. See if she’ll tell me anything about Uncle Jackie or the arranged marriage.”
“You sure you don’t want me to come with you?”
“Thanks. You’re sweet. But I think she’s more likely to answer honestly if I visit her alone.”
***
My mom looks surprised to see me when I show up at her doorstep. She goes for the hug, then stops herself and waves me inside.
“Well, hello, dear. Tea?”
“Uh, sure. How’s it going?”
“Oh, you know. The same. Have you talked to your father recently?”
Well, here it goes. “Actually, yeah. He mentioned some stuff I wanted to ask you about.”
She fills the electric kettle with water and turns it on. “You visited him?”
