Page 30 of Diavolo

"We can start wheneverI want?" asked Alessandro.

Elyse nodded. "Yes."

He didn't waste another fucking second. He dove for her, and, this time, she didn't stop him. Passion spiraled into a battle for supremacy. Alessandro's palms ghosted across her skin. He wanted to win. Elyse's fingers dug into his flesh. She refused to let him. He kissed her neck. She nipped his ear. Determination bled into desperation. He sought to make her beg. She strove to drive him to his knees. With his thick, rigid cock lodged between her thighs, she wrapped her legs around his waist to pull him closer, rubbing her softness against his hardness. His punishment became her pleasure while they continued to edge the hell out of each other.

Their wicked, little war would've escalated to even more depraved heights if not for an ill-timed phone call.

"Maybe you should answer it," she groaned as his fingers dipped into her panties.

The ringing grew more incessant.

He teased her slick folds. "Later.I am busy."

Alessandro planted another long, lingering kiss on her belly while his other hand tugged at the hem of her underwear.

But his phone keptring-ring-ringing.

She whimpered, "Mr. Vitale?"

He hushed her.

Elyse's panties slid off. Alessandro nipped at her mound with his teeth. He sucked on her skin. Hard enough to leave a dark, reddish mark. Then, he proceeded to leave a series of barely-there, butterfly kisses along her inner thighs. His teasing was driving Elyse crazy. She wriggled beneath him, hoping his mouth and tongue would soon make contact with the neediestparts of her cunt.

He chuckled at her frustration. "You were the one who suggested this ruthless game. Do you regret it now?"

"Not at all," she replied defiantly.

Elyse gasped as he placed the gentlest kiss on her clit. His lips barely grazed her, but the effect was electric and toe-curling. She was practically throbbing. At long last, Alessandro used his tongue to wet her folds and lap at her core with a delicious, wicked surety that Elyse had never experienced with any other lover. She began to careen toward a panting state of euphoric bliss—

Until the goddamn chimes started again, cutting through her cloud of ecstasy like ice water in a hot bath.

Elyse gritted her teeth. "You think it's important?"

Briefly, Alessandro raised his head. "They can fuck off. You are more important."

The rings died down only to return a second later. Elyse nudged Alessandro aside and ducked over the couch to retrieve his phone from the discarded trousers. With an arched eyebrow, she offered the device to him. "Answer it. We can continue another time."

He leered at her domineeringly. "If we stop now, you are not to finish without me. OnlyIcan make you come. Have I made myself clear?"

She nodded and feigned submission, "Like crystal...sir."

Alessandro snatched his ringing phone from her hand. He answered in clipped tones, "Pronto."

Elyse felt horny and unsatisfied as fuck, but she was grateful that Alessandro had chosen to take the call. She didn't know if it'd be possible to resist him much longer. The game she suggested was working a little too well. Elyse would need to take care not to fall into her own trap.

She tried to leave the couch even while Alessandro kept a firm, unrelenting grip on her bare thigh. It was as though he wished to hold the moment in place so the two of them might continue where they left off the moment he hung up. Unfortunately, the speaker on the other end refused to let him go. Their conversation stretched on and rose in turbulence. Anger soon flashed across Alessandro's handsome face. The tenor of his voice grew taut with displeasure.

When the seeming crisis on the phone stole Alessandro's attention away completely, Elyse managed to make her escape.Barely, though.The man looked like he was about to pounce after her. Elyse could feel the weight of his gaze upon her naked ass as she retreated to one of the bedrooms.

Shortly after Alessandro ended his call, he disappeared from the villa for the rest of the afternoon. And much of the evening. He missed his first scheduled physical with her. Elyse forced her brain not to dwell on his whereabouts. She tried not to obsess over the shady criminal activities he might be engaging in. Such thoughts would only lead to a bottomless rabbit hole.

As Elyse prepared for bed that night, however, her thoughts returned to him. Especially when she stumbled upon a strand of wavy blonde hair in the shower. And a silky red bra besidethe bed. Neither the hair nor the bra belonged to Elyse. She wondered how recently this blonde woman had been in Alessandro's life. Was the blonde his ex-lover? Or his current fuck buddy?

Unease crept through her mind as Elyse crawled into bed. Alessandro hadn't returned to the villa. Sleep eluded her. For the next few hours, Elyse tossed and turned as her mind went crazy with images of another woman wrapped in Alessandro's arms.

Around midnight, she felt someone climb into bed beside her. Gentle, warm lips brushed against her temple. "Angelo..."

Her heart clenched tightly.

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