Page 73 of Sins and Secrets

Wetness pools between my legs as his tongue slips into my mouth. I moan and slide my hands up his bare chest, trying to memorize the feeling of every inch of his body. If the present is all I get with him, then I’m going to do my best to burn every touch and swipe of his tongue into my memory.

“My room,” he says, pulling away from me and taking my hand.

He leads me through the house like we’re a couple of teenagers sneaking around and trying not to get caught. As we race by Papa’s door and down another hall, I bite back the nervous laughter that threatens to escape.

Alessio tosses open a door at the end of the hall and pulls me inside. The spicy scent of his cologne greets me as he spins me around and pushes me up against a dark green wall. Everything in his room is dark green or pale wood. It feels like walking into a forest and finding peace.

I don’t know what I pictured when it came to Alessio’s bedroom, but it wasn’t that.

“Are you sure we shouldn't go up to the loft?” I ask as Alessio pulls my shirt over my head and tosses it to the side. He reaches around me to close the door before flicking open the button of my denim shorts. “Someone could hear us here.”

He chuckles and cups my breasts, massaging them through the thin fabric of my bra. “Nobody is going to hear us. Don’t worry about that. Just relax and enjoy the feeling of my hands on your body.”

I moan as his head dips and he kisses my neck. He squeezes my nipples through the bra, rolling them between his fingers until they’re aching. I arch my back and tilt my head back, giving him better access to my neck as his hands work their way down my body.

He pulls my shorts down my legs before kneeling on the ground in front of me. His fingers hook into the silky fabric of my underwear, pulling them down and tossing them to the side.

At the first swipe of his tongue along my wet slit, I see stars. Alessio nips and sucks at my inner thigh, teasing me as he lifts one of my legs over his shoulder. He kisses his way back to my clit, sucking it into his mouth while his fingers press inside me.

My pussy pulsates around him as he thrusts his fingers slowly, teasing me to the edge of an orgasm while his tongue flicks against my clit. I run my fingers through his hair, my upper back pressing against the cold wall behind me.

“Come on my face,” he says before he thrusts his fingers faster and deeper. “Fucking do it, Billie. I want to taste you.”

Shivers run down my spine as he toys with my clit while plunging his fingers deeper into me. My pussy clenches around him as I come, my legs shaking. My grip on his hair tightens, keeping his mouth on my clit as I come down from my high.

He stands and grabs me by the hair, pulling my head back. His tongue darts out to lick his bottom lip before he kisses me. Alessio bites my lip, groaning as his free hand grips my hip.

“I want you to get on your knees and suck my cock,” he says, his voice raspy.

Alessio uses his grip on my hair to guide me to my knees. I run my hands up his thighs, digging my nails gently into his skin. He grips his cock and presses it against my mouth. I lick the head, swirling my tongue around the tip before sliding it down the length of his cock.

I moan as I take him into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks. My head bobs up and down as I toy with his balls, squeezing them as his grip on my hair tightens. His hips rock faster as I suck his cock, taking him to the back of my throat. I run my other hand up and down the length of him, tears gathering in my eyes as I pull back.

“Get on your hands and knees on the bed.” Alessio pulls fully out of my mouth, stroking his cock from base to tip. “Put that pretty ass in the air.”

He takes my hand and helps me to my feet before nodding to the bed. I take a wobbling step before crossing the room to the bed. I get on the silk sheets, facing the headboard with my ass in the air.

Alessio runs his hands over my ass before bringing one down. A sharp sting sends more wetness dripping down my thighs.

“I need you,” I say, my voice breathy as his fingers slide through my wet slit. “Please fuck me. Please.”

He chuckles and runs his fingers down my spine, setting my nerves on fire. “Is that what you want? You want me to fuck you until you come all over my cock? You want to feel it stretching that tight pussy of yours?”

“Yes, please,” I say, looking over my shoulder at him. “I want to come on your cock. I need to feel it inside me.”

He groans and presses the head of his cock against my core before sliding inside me. My pussy squeezes his cock as he pushes deeper into me. Alessio grabs my hips and drags me back against his body, burying himself to the hilt.

“Fuck yes,” he says as he rocks his hips.

I grip the sheets, pushing back to meet him thrust for thrust. Alessio grabs my hair in one fist, pulling my head back. My back arches, deepening the angle as the world around me starts to disappear. My senses are overloaded with the scent of his cologne and the feeling of his cock slamming into me.

My orgasm comes hard and fast, my pussy clenching around his throbbing cock. Alessio groans and holds me against him as his come spills inside me. We slump together on the bed, wrapped in each other, breathing heavily.

As I start to drift off to sleep, I wonder how casual sex can feel that good and not be something more between two people.

There is no question about it. When I leave, there will be an Alessio-shaped hole in my heart and nothing I can do about it.

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