Suddenly his hands were cupping my ass cheeks and as he dipped his head and kissed each one. I felt him separate my cheeks and begin to probe with his tongue. I was almost delirious with pleasure as I arched my back and pushed my ass further into the air. Alex drove his sexy tongue deeper into my crease while one of his fingers explored my anus….teasing, testing, checking my response. I was responding.
One look at the size of him and I didn’t think that I could take him there. The fact that I was even considering it shows just how far gone I was with him. But it was too late to turn back. I had traveled here with him. I had told him that I was on the pill. I had stripped and sucked and pleaded him to fill him. Him. Alex. Alexander Barone. My infuriatingly sexy boss. I was out of my mind with need when I felt him flip me over again. He leaned down and kissed me. This one was a soft, gentle kiss…and I was so into it that when his thick, rock solid cock slide across my pussy, I gasped into his mouth, surprised.
He rested his forehead to mine and I heard his ragged breath catch as he lifted himself towards me, one of his hands grabbing the base of his thick veined cock. God it was beautiful. All of the breath was taken from my body as he slid into me, slowly and then confidently as deeply as he could go. I moaned his name as I felt myself adjust to his size. He retracted…only to do it again and again. Each time he entered me I pushed my hips up off the bed and my pussy would clench down around him, gripping him like a vice. I couldn’t help it. I wanted to hold onto him for dear life. I didn’t want him to ever leave me empty again. His breaths were nothing more than ragged pants and his sexy body was coated with sweat as I felt us both heaving together. I was finished playing and I knew that for all his patience talk, he was close to the brink too.
Alex started slamming into me with such force that I had to press my hands up into the headboard to hold myself steady. He reached down and took my hips into his hands and held me into place as he plunged into me hard and deep and then held himself there. He pounded into me relentlessly until every thrust made me cry out his name. I feel flushed and like I’m going to explode. His sexy blue eyes are hooded and filled with lust as he looks at our bodies. His balls are heavy and full as they slap between us. He whispers my name, almost reverently and I feel myself slipping over the edge. My body arches to meet his as I yell his name, shattering all over.
His body is suddenly rigid and guttural sounds come from his throat as his body strains up. I feel his muscles corded tight against me. My heart slams against my rib cage almost painfully as I feel his release inside of me. His body begins to shake and he thrusts up into me a few more times before finally collapsing down onto the bed.
We both lay there in oblivion. He’s panting, and obviously spent, but that doesn’t stop him from pulling me close and rubbing and kissing my neck and shoulders. He tucked me into him so I could feel his cock nestled between my cheeks. It wasn’t completely soft yet and as he kissed and touched me I was amazed to feel it growing once again. My blood spiked and I was amazed to see how quickly my body wanted him again.
“Voglio molto di più.” His voice was rich and sexy.
“I want a lot more too, Alex. Take me again.”
Alex continued his kisses and his groping of my body until I felt his cock, hard and thick as a rock once more. He slid a muscular arm underneath my belly and pulled me up so I was on my hands and knees. A rough palm cups my breast and he pinches my nipple. His grip tightens on my hip as he slides into me again. My head swims with emotions as I feel him slide deeper into the heart of me.
He jerks quickly against me, gasping my name as he sets a crazy pace. My body falls into the fast tempo with his and this time there were no soft kisses or touches. This time was all about need. No fuss, down and dirty fuck…and I loved it. The urgency builds inside me like a pulsing ache.
I glance back to look at him and place a hand to his muscular chest, rubbing against the hair there. He leans across me and kisses me deeply as he pinches my nipple between his fingers. His hand feels rough on my breast and I lean back into him, loving how heavy and hard he’s taking me. He continues to ram me as he whispers into my lips.
“You like that fucking cock? You like the way I ride you?”
I feel the orgasm rip through me just as he cries out my name, pushing himself to the hilt. I felt his already huge cock swell inside of me and then I felt his release, lustfully aching for every drop. I fall forward in a tangle of sheets and hair. The last foggy memory I have is big arms stroking my hair out of my face. A dark voice in my ear.
“Dove sei stato per tutta la mia vita?” I smile absently. Where have I been all your life? I’ve been right in front of you, Alex.
* * *
That first day we could hardly get out of bed to do anything else. We did manage to eat some lunch and Alex called someone and dinner was delivered to us. But beyond that, it was sex and more sex. In the bed and in the Jacuzzi tub…on the deck and even on the dining room table once. We couldn’t get enough of each other and I realized that my plan to take the money for my business and walk away from him was never going to work. He was in my blood now and I was beginning to think I wasn’t going to be able to live without him.
We always fell asleep in each other’s arms and I don’t recall ever sleeping so well. When I woke up, the first thing I thought was that I could smell Alex. His scent was in the bed and all over me…but when I opened my eyes…he wasn’t there. I pushed myself up to a sitting position and before I panicked, I saw him coming in the room with a tray of fruit, yogurt and coffee.
He sat the tray across my legs with a sexy smile. “Good morning.”
“Good morning. Look at all of this. You’re going to spoil me.” He leaned down and kissed my lips softly.
“That’s the plan,” he said. “Then you won’t ever want to leave.” I didn’t tell him right at that moment, but I already felt like I didn’t want to go. The way he looked at me…I knew that I was falling in love with him.
That day was spent with walks on the beach and talking more about our childhood and families. He talked fondly of his and seemed bothered by mine. I wasn’t looking for sympathy from him…the poor little girl who was ignored by her parents, but I could see it in his eyes anyways. He’s got an amazing heart and all of this time that I’d worked for him, I had only seen glimpses of it. Here, in our own little paradise, I saw how big and generous it was.
We swam together that evening and ended up making love in the pool. Then afterwards he carried me inside and we made love again until we collapsed once more into each other’s arms and slept soundly….both of us with images in our heads of where this was going. I knew that I was falling hard for him, and Alex didn’t hesitate to tell me every chance that he got that he wanted me…for keeps. It’s hard for me to imagine after only two days with him, why I ever fought it in the first place. There was no place I’d rather be now than in his arms and in his bed. His.
ALEXANDER
Sunday night came way too soon and it had been harder than hell to drop Samantha at her apartment when we got back from the island. I tried to talk her into coming back to my penthouse with me but she laughed and said she needed to put her things away and be at home to get ready for work on Monday. “Take the day off tomorrow and rest,” I told her. Ever the efficient assistant, she remembered that I had a big meeting Monday morning.
“It’s tempting, but I have to get the things together before the meeting in the morning because Mrs. Isabelle is off tomorrow. I will be in around nine,” she told me.
“What meeting?”
She laughed. “With the Duchess? You set it up at the Gala…”
“Oh shit! Yes, I remember. You didn’t even write that down. Sei incredibile.”
She giggled. “I know.” Then blushing at her own compliment she said, “After I stop at Marco’s and pick up the pastries the Duchess loves so much I’ll be in.”
“She likes pastries?”
She laughed. “You’re a mess! This is why you have
an assistant. You asked her what she liked so you could have it set up for her to take the edge off of a Monday morning, remember? She said that she loves those French crepes with the raspberry sauce from Marco’s. I checked and it’s the only place in the city you can find them.”
I pulled her into me and gave her another kiss. She stroked the back of my neck and I felt my cock stir again. Damn what this woman did to me.
“Do you like raspberry crepes too? Or do you prefer… strawberry?”
She swiped at my arm and laughed. “No. I like those cinnamon rolls you made me on the island…and I love the lemon tarts they make over at Lola’s….but crepes? No thank you.” She was making a sour face. I kissed it away before I left her, hardly able to wait until I could see her again.
* * *
Monday morning I got a call from Luca. He remembered the meeting with the Duchess too. I suppose since all I had on my brain was Samantha, that’s why I’d forgotten it. He wasn’t going to be able to make it in because he was attending to some things with his new love Kerry today. We spoke briefly about some new developments.
After we finished talking business, I told him about our weekend trip. I could almost hear him smiling through the phone.
“I’m happy for you Alex. It’s about damn time…”
“Shut up, you’re one to talk. How’s Kerry?”
“She’s perfect,” he said, practically gushing. “How do we do it without them? Everything in my life from here on out will be designated as B.K. and A.K. Before and after Kerry.” He chuckled, but I could tell he was sincere. I liked seeing him so happy and I could finally understand it. It was how I felt about Sam.
“So what about the future? Will you and Samantha continue to see each other now?”
“Wild horses couldn’t stop me,” I told him. “She’s the kind of woman I need to be with. She was even better than I imagined.”
“Yeah from the way you wouldn’t shut up about her, I’m sure you did a lot of imagining.” We laughed and he told me again how happy he was for me before he hung up.
As soon as I sat down the phone it rang again. I smiled when I saw that it was Sam. I had missed her. I decided to tell her.
“Mi manchi, mio amore …”
I heard a small, choked sob on the other end of the line and my heart began to race. I stood up… Something was very wrong. “Samantha?”
“Alex, I need that money…right now.” She sounded terrible, like she’d been crying for hours. What the hell was going on?
“Okay baby. You’ll be here soon, right? We can talk and…”
“No! No more talking. No more bullshit, Alex. Look….I...I quit. I just want my money now. It was always about the money. You promised if I went with you this weekend, the money was mine.” Her voice was strained and difficult to hear. My heart pounded in my ears. Why was she doing this?
“Sam…I thought things had changed. I hoped you felt the same…”
“I’m a great actress,” she said. I heard a quiver in her voice. “I just need my money now.”
“Are you okay Sam? I know that I haven’t always been easy to deal with but what we have means so much to me…..it’s so much more than sex, or money or an arrangement…” I heard another choked sob. She didn’t want to do this. So why wasn’t she budging?
“I need to go now…. The weekend was great. Thank you for everything, especially for having my favorite crepes sent over from that shop I love.”
“Samantha! Talk to me baby! Cosa c’e?”
“ Nothing wrong! I have to go now Alex. Thank you again for the crepes.”
“Stick to the script bitch.” A voice hissed over the line. I froze.
“What? Who was that?” It sounded like a man’s voice but it was raspy and he was whispering. Where the hell is she?
“Samantha…”
“I just need my money, Alex! Wire it to me within the hour.”
She hung up. What the fuck was happening? Someone was there with her. I suddenly felt like I couldn’t get any air. Why did she keep talking about the fucking crepes? Didn’t she tell me she hated them?... Shit! Something is way off here. She didn’t just mention the crepes once, she said it twice. She also told me Marco’s was the only shop that made them. Fuck! She’s in trouble. That’s what she was trying to tell me! She’s at Marco’s.
I rushed out and grabbed my keys and phone on my way to the car. I called my security guys and told them about the phone call and where to meet me. I trusted them with my life and now I had to trust them with hers. All I can think about is that the thugs from New York must have found Samantha. If they hurt her…even a little bit…I may wind up in prison for murder by the end of the day.
I drove like a maniac, cursing the traffic and almost killing myself before I got there. Marco’s is located along the water and and the more I thought about it, the more I remembered that it used to be owned by a man who was deeply involved in the mob. A lot of shipments go in and out of Marco’s and he’d used it to transport all kinds of shit. After he was arrested, the business was sold. It was messy and had been all over the papers. I don’t know who owns it now, but it’s easy to think it was someone else with connections…and connections to the men who want to hurt Samantha. How the fuck did they find her?
I got there at the same time as some of my crew. We parked two blocks from the pastry shop and split up into two groups. One went around to the front and a couple of the guys and I went to the back. The alleys were mostly abandoned but the men ushered people away and they scattered indoors.
I propped myself against a plastered wall and peered down into the dark alleyway that opened to Marco’s entrance. Hector leaned on the wall across the doorway from me, a bead of sweat trickling down his brow. Hector was my head of security. A large German man. And not one to be trifled with.
We could hear voices in the kitchen through the back door. I was mouthing to one of my men to stand back when I heard the sickening sound of a slap against flesh and a whimper… Motherfuckers are going to die. We were cutting time too close. I mouthed over to Hector.
“Tell Luca we have a situation like Frank’s. Half a mil. To me, now.”
“Understood.” Hector pulled out his phone and nodded to me as we heard Luca pick up.
I pulled out my cell phone and made my way into the dark alley. Wires crossed above me and the evening sun cut sharp lines across the stony walls. My heart pounded in my chest as I neared the entrance. I almost sighed with relief as I felt my phone buzz in my hand. I pushed the weathered door open into the dark cafe. It creaked loudly but no one moved to meet the door. The cafe was in shadows, a few chairs propped on tables across the small tiled room.
From the back I heard another shuffle and quickly strode down the hallway and pushed open the white swinging doors into the dimly lit kitchen. I was suddenly staring at the business end of about five guns. I pulled my hands up, making sure to show the face of my phone as I took in the men standing around a seated figure. Each of them were massive and well dressed in black leather and brown. A strip of fabric covered all of their faces and some had baseball hats. One man had a long scar from his temple to his throat.
I didn’t see any of them for long however, once my eyes found Sam. She was sitting in a chair in the corner. Her lip was bloody and her eyes were swollen and red from crying. She looked so frightened and my heart felt like it was being torn to pieces just seeing her that way. I had to consciously control my breathing and talk myself into not beating the shit out of every one of these guys. Her safety had to come first. I felt the phone vibrate again in my hand.
“I wired the money into a secure account. It’s ready for you. The information’s all here on the phone.” The man with the scar moved in to take it from me. I pulled back and they all tensed.
“No. Not unless Samantha walks out of here. She’s safe first, and then you get what you want.”
Their eyes shifted to each other. The scarred man spoke.
“Is that right? I alway
s get what I want.” American. I knew it!
“You don’t have much time. The police are on their way. Take the money and leave me with her.”
“You can have her,” one of the other men said laughing. He said it so disrespectfully that I almost got shot. If it wasn’t for worrying about Sam’s safety I would have. A bullet wound would be worth the feeling of crunching my fist into his ugly face would give me.
“When all of you are at the door, I’ll slide you the phone,” I told them, stepping out of the way so they could exit.
“Everybody, out.” He barked to the men, waiting until they all dropped their weapons and strode past me and down the hallway to follow. “Jay? Check the alley.”
I clenched my jaw and made sure to meet every one of them in the eye. I could feel the blood roaring through my veins. I watched from the end of the hallway and saw them stop in the lobby before one of them peeked out of the door.
“All clear boss.” The scarred man turned to me and clicked his tongue.
I slid the phone down the hallway and stood, daring him to go back on his word. He picked up the phone and peered down. His gaze lifted up to me and he smiled chillingly as he took a step towards me.
“Gotcha.”
He stopped. We both heard sirens approaching.
“Fuck. Go!”
The men quickly shuffled out and I ran to Sam who was shaking and crying. I put my arms around her and pulled her into my lap there on the floor. I rocked her back and forth, kissing the side of her face as she cried.
“You’re safe now baby. You’re going to be okay. Nobody is going to hurt you again. I’m here, you’re safe, mio amore.”
“I’m sorry…I’m so sorry…” She began to sputter and cry more. Her apology broke my heart. She had nothing to apologize for.
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