Page 49 of Undercover Desires

Then he kisses my cheek, using his thumb to swipe at the tear marks on my cheeks, “You love being my good little slut, don’t you?”

I nod, my brain already turned into mush, “Yes, sir.”

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He has already given me three orgasms and it is now past midnight as he spoons me from behind.

“Why don’t you have curtains?” he asks.

“I don’t mind the light.”

His hand pulls me closer, his cock twitching. “How the fuck are you still horny? You just came in my mouth less than fifteen minutes ago.”

He chuckles loudly in the darkness of the room, “With you, I can go all night long.”

Just then, his stomach grumbles loudly. “Guess I should eat something. I brought chicken, beef and pork burgers. What would you prefer?”

I sit up and watch as his naked ass crosses my room to pick the bags he dropped when he came in two hours ago.

His skin has this sun-kissed glow, a telltale sign of someone who enjoys basking in the sun’s warmth. As he walks, there’s an almost playful sway to his gait, adding to his charm. He’s undoubtedly a charming guy, but I can’t forget that he’s also a bit annoying. An annoyingly charming guy, I mentally remind myself.

“You really didn’t have to bring me food,” I tell him, twirling a strand of my hair, suddenly feeling a twinge of self-consciousness.

“I’m well aware of that,” he replies, casually unwrapping one of the beef burgers.

“So, why did you do it then?” I press, curious about his motives.

He takes a hearty bite from the burger and then extends it toward me. I politely decline with a shake of my head.

“I figured I’d probably wear you out,” he says between bites. “So, I thought, why not? Besides, I’ve never seen you in your own kitchen. How do you manage like this?” He glances around the room, his words unknowingly grazing a sensitive spot.

His remark stings, and I swallow the hurt it brings. It’s one more reason I’m starting to dislike this arrangement with him. Before Alessandro entered my life, I was never tethered to one place for such a prolonged period.

“Keep in mind, Alessandro, you don’t really know me. Now, finish your burger and get going,” I reply, resolute in my decision.

“Well fuck! Did I press a button?”

“I am serious. You are not spending the night.”

He drops the burger back into the bag and takes a piece of paper towel to clean himself up. I lie down in my bed expecting him to leave. Having him here was a mistake.

Instead, like he always does, he wraps his hands around my calves and pulls me to the edge of the bed.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I screech.

“I am done eating. Now can I eat you out?”

“Get out Alessandro. I want to spend the night alone.”

But my protests die down when he crouches and licks his way up my legs, and just as quickly, I forget all the reasons I hate him.

“Are you mad,mia cara?”He asks as he nips at my inner thigh.

I pout pretending that his lips on me aren’t already sending a thrill of excitement through me.

“Oh! Now she is quiet? Let’s see just how long you can keep that up?”

He licks a path from my ankle to my inner thigh before sliding my legs wider and taking a slow deliberate lick up my slit. I moan, feeling my body roll and beg for release.

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