Goosebumps break out over my body at his command. I scurry back up the bed and lie down. I, too, am completely naked.
His gaze roams over my body, and the appreciation in his eyes makes me blush. He likes what he sees.
“Look at you,” he says. “All primed and ready for me.”
I breathe harshly, my breasts rising and falling as I stare at him. His cock is still thick and hard. He’s ready to go again. How is he able?
He positions himself at my entrance, leaning forward until his lips crash against mine. I give him everything, taking it back in return. I’m falling for him. It’s so stupid—we barely know each other—but I am.
He slides into me, and I gasp. It’s been two weeks since we’ve been together, and it only ever gets better.
“Bella,” he grunts. His movements are precise. He’s fucking me hard, fast, and deep.
With every thrust, I give a little more of myself to him. I never expected to ever fall for someone, let alone someone in the criminal world. It was everything I didn’t want, everything my father tried to shield me from, and here I am, falling deeper and deeper for him as the days pass.
I moan, my pleasure building. His pace is relentless. He captures my mouth and kisses me, and I moan in the back of my throat and cling to him. I can feel my pleasure rising.
He twist his hips, making him hit deeper with every thrust. God, it feels so good.
“Ales,” I cry, my orgasm teetering on the edge.
“Come for me, baby,” he grunts, his thrusts increasing, the rhythm no longer in sync. He’s frantic. He’s close too.
My orgasm hits me like a tsunami. My body trembles, my eyes close, and my body bows. God, he owns my body. He’s giving me everything I could want. I cry out, his name spilling from my lips.
“Fuck, Mama,” he grunts as his pace becomes relentless. “You’re mine, Gabby, all fucking mine.”
“Yours,” I agree, because there’s no one in this world like Alessio.
He thrusts deep into me, his cock pulsing as he spills his cum inside of me.
“You’re staying here with me,” he growls. “I’m not letting you go.”
I look into his bright honey eyes. “I’m falling for you, Ales,” I confess.
His grin is filled with triumph. “Good, Mama, because I’m beyond fallen.” He pulls out of me, and I wince. He sits back, his eyes on me, his gaze intense.
That’s when I realize he’s staring at my thighs, at where his cum is leaking down them.
“Can’t have that,” he says, scooping his cum up with his fingers and pushing it back into my pussy.
“Ales,” I cry out, my body too sensitive for him to finger me.
“Take it,” he growls. “Told you, baby, I want you pregnant.”
He pushes his cum back into me, and when he’s finished, he holds my legs vertically in the air.
“Have you been researching ways to make me pregnant?” I ask, wondering how he knows about the leg thing.
He gives me a cheeky grin, and I know that’s exactly what he’s done.
Five minutes later, he pulls me into his body as we lie in bed. “Whatever you need, Gabby, tell me. I need you to be happy here with me.”
“We will be, Ales. You’re here,” I say simply. That’s all we need.
He holds me close. “Tu sei il mio sogno, bello. Niente è meglio di te. Sono caduto duro.”(You are my dream, beautiful. Nothing is better than you. I have fallen hard.)
Hearing him speak Italian is beautiful. His voice thick and rich with the accent. It’s something I’d love him to teach Anthony, and something I would love to hear more of. I have no idea what he’s saying, but my heart warms at his words. I press a kiss against his chest and close my eyes. It doesn’t take long until I’m fast asleep.