Page 60 of Sins and Secrets

Even though it’s only going to get me hurt in one way or another.

He laughs and his hands slide beneath my shirt, his thumbs brushing against my skin just beneath my bra. “Oh, really?”

“Well, unless you don’t want to,” I say, pretending to get off him.

Alessio flips us over and pins me beneath him. There is fire burning in his eyes as he looks down at me and shakes his head. “I don’t remember swaying that I didn’t want to.”

I prop myself up on my forearms and kiss him. He groans into the kiss as I nip at his bottom lip. He takes control quickly, pressing his hardened cock against me while hovering over me. His tongue slips into my mouth, tangling with mine as he nudges me back down against the bed.

Alessio makes his way down my body, his hands running along my curves until he comes to the button on my shorts. He flicks it open before dragging my shorts down my legs. I sit up long enough to haul off my shirt and toss my bra to the side before relaxing back into the pillows.

He pulls my shorts off and carefully removes one sandal and then the other. His tongue flicks against the curve of my ankle before he steps away. My core aches as he unbuttons his shirt slowly, taking his time to reveal himself.

My nipples pebble against the cold summer night as he stands naked in front of me, his hand wrapped around his cock. He strokes it while staring at me. The look on his face makes me feel like every layer of who I am has been stripped away.

“Your pretty pussy is wet for me already,” he says, his voice raspy as he kneels on the sofa bed between my legs. “I’m going to bury myself into that tight little pussy and you’re going to take it for me like a good girl, aren’t you?”

“Maybe.” I grin as his fingers brush against my wet slit, circling my clit once before he pulls away.

“Well now, that sounds like you don’t want me to fuck you. I have no problem going inside and fucking my fist, Billie.”

The image of him jerking himself off has my pussy pulsating. I bite my bottom lip, my gaze dropping to his cock. He arches an eyebrow and kneels between my legs.

“That’s what you want, isn’t it? You want to watch me play with my cock. Don’t think I haven’t seen the way you look at me when I do.” He chuckles and grips his cock, running his hand down the length. “Any other day, I would be happy to play out your little fantasy but right now, I need to be inside you.”

“Then fuck me,” I say, my voice breathy as I part my legs a little wider.

My gaze connects with his as I run my hands up and down my torso. I take my time playing with my breasts, massaging them until they’re aching while he watches me. My pussy is dripping as I roll my nipples between my fingers, an orgasm already building.

Alessio lowers himself over me, his cock brushing against my core. I moan as he slips inside me, stretching my inner walls. He rolls his hips, thrusting slowly as I hook a leg over his hip.

“Fuck, you feel good,” he groans and drops his head to my shoulder, sucking and nipping my skin as he thrusts faster.

I arch my back, allowing him to push deeper into me. Alessio kisses his way down to my breasts, taking a nipple in his mouth. I moan and grip his shoulders, my nails digging into his flesh as he drives harder into me.

My pussy squeezes around him, my wetness coating his cock as I come. Alessio thrusts faster and harder, his cock throbbing. He rolls his hips before pulling back to kneel between my legs.

He grabs my thighs and pulls me hard against him, my legs wrapped around his waist as he slams into me. I grip the cushion as another orgasm washes over me. My pussy clamps down on his cock as he comes, thrusting slowly until he is satiated.

Alessio pulls out and falls to the bed beside me, his chest heaving. When he rolls onto his side and gives me that smile, my heart melts.

There is no way that I’m getting out of this with my heart intact.

20

ALESSIO

Billie smoothes down her green sundress as she steps out of the car. Her eyes dart around the parking lot, looking for danger that isn’t there. Both my men and Jovan’s swept the area before we arrived.

Jovan had suggested meeting in the little boathouse by the water. He said that few people were ever here beyond some of his men. It was where he housed the small boat he used for quick runs up and down the coast.

“Are you sure that this is safe?” Billie asks as she looks up at the gulls circling overhead. “Christian Herrera isn’t exactly the kind of man who works well with others.”

“Jovan recommended him. If I didn’t trust Jovan, I wouldn’t be here. He is close to Christian and he knows what kind of man he is.” I run my hand through my hair and watch as the waves crash against the shore. “But now, I’m not sure that this is safe.”

Billie takes a deep breath and nods. “Do you think Paolo followed us out here?”

“I’m sure that he did. Or had someone follow us. He would be stupid not to. He wants to kill me and he’s not all that fond of you. Someone is watching us, it just might not be him.”

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