Page 25 of Pretty Plaything
And I’m again painfully aware of my ass and pussy, and the ache deep inside me.
It’s getting harder and harder to put one foot in front of the other and keep my smile on my face. All I can think about is trying not to trip.
Once I’m facing Alessandro and my father lets go of me, I can’t look away from Alessandro’s intense eyes.
His smirk is so irritating I want to slap it off his face.
“Still feeling the heat?” he whispers, and I grind my teeth together.
I hate him.
No, I despise him so, so much.
After the vows and rings, everyone claps as Alessandro pulls me in for a kiss. His lips ravage mine, his kiss demanding and harsh.
When he breaks away from me, my lips tingle. He takes my hand in a tight grip, and all I can do is go with him as everyone congratulates us and wishes us good luck.
I don’t know how I’m going to survive being married to Alessandro.
Chapter 12
THE PARTY AFTER THEwedding takes too long, even if dancing with Sienna while she glares at me and defiantly keeps her chin up is something I could do forever. Especially when her warm, lithe body is pressed against mine.
But it’s time to take my wife to her new home.
So after letting Sienna say goodbye to her family, I take her straight to my house.
As she enters the large foyer, her eyes scan her surroundings with curiosity.
My gaze falls on her full lips. I want to kiss her again until her mouth is bruised. I want to bury my cock inside her until she cries my name.
I furrow my brow.
Maybe I plan to use Sienna as my toy and as a way to get what I want, but she shouldn’t be affecting me this way.
She may be very pretty, but I usually have way more self-control around pretty women.
