《You're Mine》Chapter Twenty
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She's so fucking infuriating. I know she's mad I left this morning but it was important. It's been like three hours and I still can't find what club she's at. She's always untraceable, and something about that makes my stomach turn. What if she's in trouble...
Not that I care.
I've been calling and calling but still no answer. I'm sitting in my car stressing. Fuck, the things she does to me.
Suddenly, I get a text message from Anastasia? Since when does she text me.
I open it and my eyes widen from the sight.
She's in red lace lingerie and I can't tear my eyes from her. Her red lace bra barely covers her breasts, and is in mesh material and I can see her nipples poking out already. Her underwear is even worse, there's red silk barely covering her pussy and lace surrounds her hips. She's sitting in front of a mirror with one hand on her cunt and the other hand with her phone, with her smooth legs wide open. Her hair loose and free hanging around her curvy body.
Fuck.
I instantly get hard just looking at her through this small ass phone screen. Then my mind wanders to other places like why did she wear that to a club and who did she go see? Anger seeps through arousal and I need to see her now.
I call her again and this time she actually answers.
"Hiiiiiii." Her voice sounds weird. Is she fucking drunk.
"Anastasia-"
"Did you like what you saw Alessandro? Want to take it off of me? It's so hot in this room." She whispers through the phone and she's going to get punished for this shit.
"Where are you?" My voice is stern and I'm trying hard not to say the wrong thing so she doesn't hang up.
"Somewhere you're not." She laughs.
"Obviously Ana,-"
"Chill your dick, I'm only messing with you babe." Babe huh. "Unless you want me to chill it for you. My mouth is pretty cold right now, but oh wait you're not even here with me." She starts laughing again. My erection is starting to hurt now, she knows I can't resist her.
"Keep talking shit Anastasia, you wait until I find your ass."
"You gonna bend me over your knee and give me a spanking?" I could literally hear the pout in her voice. She's gonna get it so bad.
"Your ass is gonna be red by the time I'm done with you. You'll like it too. Then you'll beg for more and then want my cock inside of you. You wait until I see you." I smirk.
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A few seconds pass and there's nothing.
"Anastasia?"
I hear her whimpering through the phone and my stomach physically hurts because I know she's touching herself right now and I can't do shit about it.
"Fuckkk, you feel so good Alessandro." She lets out moans and my balls are aching so bad right now.
"Where the fuck are you?" She groans one more time and gasps a little. "You better not cum until I get there."
"Yes sir." Oh my god. "Somewhere called The 4 Saints. Oh fuck. You better hurry, I can't hold on any longer." Her voice is raspy and her moans are getting me all hot. I hang up on her.
I immediately speed to the hotel and ask for the room of Anastasia Ivanov. 923 the front desk told me. They refused until I whipped my gun out on them.
I knock on the door and Anastasia opens it. I look down at her and she's still in her bra and underwear, thank god. I was gonna be the one to take it off. She looks up at me with a mischievous smile and bites her lip. I push her by grabbing onto her throat and walking her into the wall, kicking the door closed with my foot.
"You've been so bad tonight Anastasia. So bad." I pull her bottom lip from her teeth with my thumb.
"What are you gonna do about it Boss?" I smile and put my hand in between her thighs, rubbing her clit through the faint fabric.
She gasps and puts her hand on my chest before I put my mouth on hers. Devouring every single moan.
"Alessandro please,"
"After what you pulled tonight you think you're gonna get it so easy? Nah, you're gonna work for this shit." She pulls away from me with an angry expression, and her small figure slumps in disappointment.
"I'll find someone else to fuck me then." She rolls her eyes and turns to walk away but I grip the back of her neck pushing her into the wall once again, pressing my dick against her ass. She gasps and melts in my arms.
"Fucking get away from me." Her voice cracks and I can't help but smile. I bring my lips to her ear.
"Or what?" I whisper. She's trying to get out of my hold and she keeps rubbing her ass against me, giving me blue balls.
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"Fuck, I want you." She whimpers and that did it for me. I quickly turn her around and kiss her passionately once again and she follows my actions. She grabs a fistful of my shirt and walks me backwards towards the bed, straddling my lap and pulling my shirt off.
Her smalls hands run over my shoulders and rest on my abs. I lift my hips so I can take my pants off and lift her as well. Her lips traveling to the crook of my neck, creating hickeys there.
"I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk." She moans into my neck and runs her nails down my back. "You're a pretty little thing, aren't you?" She brings her head up and looks into my eyes, climbing off my lap and dropping to her knees in front of me, never leaving eye contact. My eyes widen a little and my cock aches with need.
"I want to make you feel good Alessandro." She bats her long lashes at me and begins pulling down my boxers, springing my dick out. She always gasps whenever she sees my dick and it always brings me amusement.
She brings her head down to my dick and bobs her head up and down, looking up at me the entire time. She uses her hands to take care of the rest and twirls her tongue around my tip. I groan at her actions and wrap her long her around my fist.
"Fuck I'm gonna cum if you don't stop." I threw my head back and rested on my hands as she sucked me off.
Oh fuck this. I use the hand fisting her hair to bring her up from my cock and switch our positions, pushing her onto her back on the bed. She yelps and smiles, using the back of her hand to wipe her mouth.
I rip her underwear off and point my tip towards her pussy. It's already dripping wet. "Fuck." I growl.
"You're all fucking mine." I thrust into her harshly and her back arches from the bed and she grips the sheets, crying out. "Mine to demand." I thrust into her again. "Mine to kill." Thrust. "And mine to fuck." Thrust.
"Oh my god." She whimpers. I keep at a simple rhythm, pushing inside of her, and out. Her eyes peer down to where we connect and then throws her head back onto the bed.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Her eyes screw shut and she cries out, scratching her nails at my back harshly. The pain from my back easily makes me finish with her and we both ride out our high as I thrust into her one last time. I rest my forehead against her shoulder and she grabs my hair. We stay like that for a couple of seconds.
I pull out of her and stand up from the bed. "I'm not done with you yet." Her eyes flash with excitement and want.
I pull her ass to the edge of the bed in a fast motion and duck down to her cunt. It's soaking with my cum dripping out of her.
"Alessandro, I can't take anymore." She whimpers, once again.
"Shhhh yes you can. Just shut up and be a little whore for me just a little longer." I smirk.
I push my tongue inside of her pussy and she yells out trying to cover her mouth with her hands, but I grab them and hold her wrists with one of my hands. I use my other hand to grip her perky breast and continue to suck on her sweetness.
I want to hear her, I need to hear her. I focus on her clit and she shudders every single time I press on it. Her chest is moving up and down and moans, and cries fly out from her as I fuck her cunt with my mouth.
I look up at her, and tears form at the corners of her eyes, as she moans loudly letting everyone in this hotel know that she's mine.
I lap around her clit one last time and she cums again tonight, into my mouth. Screaming so loud, with pleasure. I pull from her pussy and join her on the bed, carrying her and moving her to the top of the bed where the pillows are. She's still trying to gather herself together, and her breathing remains hard. I pull the covers up over her body and she finally opens her eyes.
She snuggles against me and wraps her arm around my body, putting one her legs around mine.
"You did so good tonight love." I kiss the top of her head.
She hums tiredly.
A few minutes pass, and I hear her small voice again.
"I'm all yours, Alessandro."
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I just hope she don't wanna leave me
Don't you give me up
Please don't give up
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