I do as he says, my pussy pulsating as he stands behind me. Alessio’s hands roam over my ass, massaging the flesh before his hand comes down hard. Wetness coats my thighs as he does it again to the other side before rubbing away the sting.
When he slowly sinks his cock into me, I’m already on the edge of another orgasm. He groans as he rolls his hips, pulling out before slamming back into me.
I arch my back as one of his hands sinks into my hair and pulls my head back. I push back onto his cock, meeting him thrust for thrust. His cock throbs as he comes, his grip on my hip bruising as he continues to slam into me.
“Sit on the edge of the bed and spread your legs for me,” he says, pulling out of me. I spin around and sit down, spreading my legs and aching for him.
At the first swipe of his tongue along my slit, my hips buck forward. I drape one leg over his shoulder while his fingers push into me, massaging my inner walls while his tongue swirls around my clit.
I come as he sucks on my clit, his fingers moving faster. My legs shake as the orgasm crashes through me.
When I fall back to the bed, he climbs onto the mattress beside me. His arms wrap around me, pulling me closer to him. My heart skips a beat as I put my head on his chest and take a deep breath.
This is the moment. It’s the moment when I should tell him how I feel.
I know that it’s now or never, while we’re relaxing in bed without the pressures of the outside world threatening to crush us.
“Alessio?” My stomach flips and flops as I look up at him. “I’m tired of casual sex. I want something real.”
“Why, Billie,” he says, his tone teasing as he nips at my jawline. “Are you asking me to go steady?”
“One of us has to have the balls to make this official.”
Even as I say it, I feel like I’m at the edge of a cliff and waiting to tip over it. A small voice in the back of my mind says that this could be a colossal failure. I could be putting my heart on the line only to have him destroy it.
That little voice is the one that thinks a future with him could be troublesome.
However, my heart is overpowering my head. Even as I wait for him to answer me, my heart soars with the possibilities for our lives moving forward.
He smirks and reaches up to pinch my nipple. I gasp as he chuckles, my pussy pulsating. “Don’t get sassy with me or there will be punishments.”
“Oh?” I smile and run my fingers up his chest. “That sounds fun. If you answer my questions first.”
“I want something more than just casual sex with you too.”
Alessio rolls over, hovering above me as his mouth captures mine in a searing kiss.
For once, I feel like I’m on the right path to getting everything I want out of life.
26
ALESSIO
Arturo glares at me as I walk into his room a few days after telling him that I’m seeing Billie. I arch an eyebrow at him before making my way across the room and dropping into a chair. Arturo sighs and mutes the television.
“I don’t want to talk about this right now with you,” he says, getting out of bed and moving to sit in the chair across from mine. “I need time to wrap my head around this. I respect you, but I think you and Billie are making a mistake.”
The words cut like a knife, but I keep my face blank. I need to be calm and collected if I’m going to get Arturo to see things from my point of view. I know that he is never going to accept me as a part of his family if he doesn’t see the way I care about his daughter.
“I know that this is going to take time,” I say, choosing my words carefully. “But I don’t think that you’re going to be able to wrap your mind around this without knowing all the facts. I know that Billie has spoken to you, but I want you to hear my side too.”
“You’re both putting me in an impossible position.”
I nod. “I can understand that, and I can only imagine what you’re feeling right now. We’ve been friends for too long to allow this to tear us apart without speaking about it first, though.”
“And you think that I should listen to you because you’re my boss and that is what I have done for as long as you’ve known me? Not when it comes to my daughter, Alessio. Never when it comes to Billie. She is more important to me than working for you will ever be.”
There is a haunted look in his eyes as he glances out the window. I want to ask him what’s going through his head, but I doubt that he would tell me even if I asked.