Pleasure exploded in my body and I moved and moaned and cried out for more. Alessio must have taken my cries as struggle, and he tightened the belt around my neck. Gasping for air, I felt my lower belly tense and spasm and shake. Alessio reached a hand around my body and started rubbing my clit until tears of pleasure and lust came to my eyes. Every time his thumb grazed my swollen nub of pleasure, I moaned and cried and bit my lip. Soon, actual tears were streaming down my face. I could barely breathe as Alessio humped me faster and faster. His cock slid in and out of my soaked pussy and I could feel his balls slamming against my clit with each thrust.
“God,” I screamed loudly. It felt so fucking good that I could hardly stand it. My whole body was buzzing and tingling with the most insane pleasure that I’d ever felt before, and I was powerless to stop it. I couldn’t even move my hands – I was rooted to the spot, leashed like a bitch in heat while the most powerful man in New York City fucked my brains out.
A feeling started to rise in my belly and I whimpered, thrusting my hips back and forth. Alessio pinched and rubbed my clit harder than ever. His teeth clamped down on the back of my shoulder and I moaned with pleasure as a fierce orgasm began to tear through my body. It felt like a tidal wave of pleasure was cresting over my head, like someone was gripping me relentlessly and refusing to let go.
Alessio’s cock spasmed inside of me. I could feel his cum splashing the inside of my pussy, coating me with lust. He groaned and grunted with pleasure, biting me hard enough to break the skin. I screamed as our bodies slid and moved together against the back seat.
For a few moments, the air was silent and heavy with the scent of my arousal and Alessio’s sweat. Then he grabbed me and flipped me on my back. Between my legs was raw and stinging, but I couldn’t help wanting more – my clit was still swollen and begging for more attention. Alessio grinned at me. He reached forward and grabbed my wrists, ripping the tape with one easy motion.
When my wrists were freed, it was like the spell was broken. Immediately, I blushed and began to tear up, horrified and guilt over what had just happened. I yanked my skirt down to cover my ass and grabbed my ruined shirt, shielding my bare breasts.
Alessio smirked. “So,” he said. “You ain’t gonna be testifying against me.” Naked, he looked like a Roman god – all muscles and cock and shining body.
“I can’t say that,” I said shakily. I licked my lips and cleared my throat, still shaking from the powerful orgasm that had just rocked my world. “I can’t agree.”
Alessio sneered. “Oh yeah?” He got close to my face and I shivered. I wanted to wrap my arms around him and pull him close, but everything in me was telling me to get away from him as soon as possible.
Alessio’s dangerous, I thought as I gasped for air. He’s dangerous. He practically raped me! And it doesn’t matter that I enjoyed it, I thought. He had Michael killed. What will he do to me?
“Fine,” Alessio said. He raised his eyebrows. “But just know, girlie – I’ll be watching you. And you’ll make the right decision.”
I bit my lip and shook my head. “We’ll see about that,” I said warily. “We’ll just see about that.”
Alessio
That night, Silvio came over with a case of champagne, six bottles of bourbon, and a whole truckload of strippers and escorts that he’d picked up from New Jersey. In seconds, my house turned into a wild party.
I didn’t exactly feel like celebrating, but I figured it was my duty to the family to remain as fucking upbeat and perky as I could.
“This ain’t gonna be my last time as a free man,” I growled to Silvio. A girl walked by in nothing but a G-string and pasties. Her breasts swung in the air and my cock twitched, but once she was gone, I forgot all about her.
“Okay, boss,” Silvio said. He shook his head and drank half a flute of champagne in one mouthful. “You enjoyin’ yourself?”
I looked around. Seven months ago, I would have been balls deep in one of those girls, fucking and sucking and guzzling bourbon until the wee hours of the morning. But tonight, they just weren’t doing it for me. They looked like old whores, tired and wearing too much makeup.
“You couldn’t get any younger girls?” I sniffed. “These bitches are all hags, Sil.”
Silvio chuckled. “Boss, I know you’re a man of exquisite taste,” he said. “But trust me – these girls, they don’t come cheap. I paid a tidy sum for these cunts, so I hope you enjoy.” Silvio snapped his fingers until two of the girls looked up. “Hey, entertain Mr. Amoruso!”
The two girls skittered over like excited puppies. One of them was blonde, with obvious dark roots showing on her head. She was wearing blue eye shadow, fake lashes, and a blue bikini. Her tits were practically bursting out of the top, and I smirked when I saw her lick her lips and run her hands down her body.
The other girl was hotter. She was a brunette, with blue eyes and kind of an innocent look about her. She almost reminded me of Beth, that little girl I’d fucked in my limo the other day. Hold up, I thought. Beth ain’t just a little girl. She’s dangerous. She could ruin my fucking life.
I knew that I’d have to deal with her at some point, but I didn’t know how. Obviously, I could kill her. But since I was already halfway to being on the hook for killing her fiancé, I knew my doorstep was the first place New York Police would think to look.
And besides, she was the best fuck I’d had in years. I could tell that she’d wanted it the whole time. Her hot little body had been supple and tense and she’d been wetter than Niagara Falls by the time I slid my cock inside that perfect, pink pussy. Just thinking about the way she’d tasted was enough to make my balls ache with lust.
“What do you want us to do?” The blonde simpered and giggled, grabbing the brunette by the shoulders.
Silvio chuckled. “Hear that, boss? They wanna make sure you get a real good show.” He turned to the blonde and beckoned with his hand. “Why not give your friend a nice little kiss,” he said. “Make sure to use your tongue.”
The blonde giggled. She pulled the brunette close and wrapped her skinny arms around the brunette’s shoulders. Their mouths came together and their tongues touched before their lips did. I watched, semi-interested, as the blonde got down on her knees. She winked at me and blushed as she tugged her blue bikini away, leaving an airbrushed body that was so basic it was boring. The blonde leaned close to the brunette and pulled her shirt off before bending her head and licking at her nipples.
I rolled my eyes. “Enough,” I said. “You might have better luck performing for old Sil, here.” I tapped Silvio on the shoulder. “Why not take these honeys into the back room?”
Silvio frowned. “Boss, you sure?” He could hardly tear his eyes away from the fake lesbian spectacle in front of us.
I nodded. “Never been mo