Page 32 of Sins and Secrets

Alessio’s nostrils flare as he invades my space entirely. The look in his eyes is deadly while the scent of his cologne is intoxicating. Everything about Alessio is dangerous and I hate that it excites me.

I hate the way he makes me feel like I’m walking into an inferno and loving every minute of it. I hate that a single look from him can soak my panties.

Most of all, I hate the way I allow him to see me fall apart.

I give him too much power in my life.

“Let’s get this straight right now,” Alessio says, his tone low and dark. “You are not to mention our lives outside of the casino. I do not want my businesses to be more entangled with each other than they already are.”

“Says the man who uses his casino to launder money.”

Alessio’s hand wraps around my throat. My pussy clenches as I picture him thrusting into me while tightening the grip on my throat. My core is slick against the silk material of my underwear.

For just a brief moment, I consider closing the distance between us. My heart pounds against my ribs and I grip the edge of the desk, trying to keep myself steady.

Something snaps in Alessio when his eyes lock with mine.

“I told you to watch your mouth,” he says, his voice a growl that sends a shiver down my spine. “You never fucking learn.”

One second, he is just a man trying to intimidate me, and the next his mouth is on mine and his hand is flexing around my throat.

I moan into the kiss as his tongue tangles with mine. He nips at my bottom lip as he unbuttons the blouse I’m wearing. His hands slip beneath the fabric to cup my breasts through the lace bra.

My back arches as he runs his thumbs over my nipples, teasing them until they are stiffened peaks.

“I’m going to teach you what happens when you don’t want to be a good girl and listen to me.”

“I thought you said that you weren’t going to fuck me unless I begged you too,” I say, breathless as he sucks on the sensitive skin at the base of my neck.

“This isn’t fucking you, Billie, but if you want me to bend you over that desk and bury my cock in that tight little pussy of yours, then you’re going to get on your knees and beg for it.”

“Not going to happen.”

He chuckles, sliding the shirt off my shoulders and letting it fall to the ground. Alessio makes quick work of the bra clasp, undoing it and dipping his head down to suck a nipple in his mouth.

My fingers weave through his hair, pulling him closer to me as I arch my back. He teases the other nipple between his fingers, sending a cloud of lust through my body. I moan as he switches sides, biting and flicking his tongue until my hips are rocking forward into him.

I’m aware that someone could walk in and catch us, but it only turns me on more. Knowing that we could be caught at any moment — that he’s willing to risk it to fuck me — has my pussy aching for relief.

Alessio pulls away from me, taking a step back. “Take off your pants.”

“I’m not going to do that,” I say, wanting to see how far I can push him before he takes control again.

“I said, take off your fucking pants, Billie. If I have to be the one to come over there and do it for you, then I’ll tease you until you’re on the edge. I’ll make you fucking desperate to come for me every single day this summer. And then, just when you think that you’re finally about to get some relief, I’ll leave you high and dry.”

“And how does that benefit you?” I cross my arms, pushing up my bare breasts and grinning when his gaze drops to them.

“I can still go out and fuck whoever I like after.”

I shrug, smiling as I feel wetness coating my thighs. “I could do the same. Hell, I could finish myself off.”

Alessio glares at me. “Not if I tie you to the bed and leave you there. Last chance, Billie. Take off your pants or I’m going to make you wish that you had behaved.”

I slowly run my hands down my body, rolling my nipples between my fingers. My core clenches at the lust that shines in his eyes as he watches me unbutton my pants and slide them down my legs. I leave the heels on as I perch myself on the edge of my new desk.

The wood is cool against my ass as I spread my legs. Alessio arches an eyebrow and grabs one of the chairs in front of my desk. He pulls it over and sits down, leaning back and watching me.

“I want you to tease your clit,” he says, his voice gruff as he undoes his pants and pulls out his hardened cock.

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