Sold To Mr. Milano - Daniella Wright Page 0,39

wider, taking him in completely. He happily obliged and at some point, we slipped down to the ground, desperate to feel our bodies pressed together tightly. I worried briefly about which of the workers might be lingering nearby to see him urgently ripping away the tight dress that I longed to be free from, especially while I was in his arms. But then I remembered no one would be bold enough to disrespect Alberto in that way. They would give him his privacy.

He could do whatever the hell he wanted. This estate was like his own little country, and he ruled over other little corners all across Argentina. I knew I should feel guilty by how much his power turned me on in that moment. It went against everything I believed in and everything I thought was true about myself. Kissing him at all did the same. But my body was buzzing with too much ravenous need to really feel it. All I was aware of was my desire for him. Nothing else mattered.

He quickly and expertly slid the dress from my body until I was sprawled across the lawn, completely naked, with the stars shining up above us. It would have been romantic if it wasn’t with Alberto. But wasn’t it just as romantic regardless? All of my walls against him were crumbling by the second, and I quickly lost any ability to fight it as he kissed his way down my body, settling his head between my legs.

He sucked me into his mouth and sent overwhelming sparks of pleasure rippling through my body. My fingers dug into the grass and dirt on either side of me as the sensation swelled. It didn’t take long for him to draw the climax from my quivering body. It was almost too much to take, but the more I squirmed against his mouth, the harder he bore down.

I licked my lips as my orgasm faded, and I was left completely limp with my legs draped across his arms. He still didn’t pull away. He softened the strokes of his tongue and settled in like he intended to stay there for a while. I gave in again, thinking to myself that for as much as I never wanted to submit to him...it sure did feel good.

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Alberto

I relished in the sweetness of Alicia’s taste and felt like I could get lost there for a long while. In fact, I did. Time seemed to dissolve as I licked and sucked at her folds until she was trembling and limp. By the third eruption of pleasure that erupted through her body, I couldn’t resist it any longer. I was hard and throbbing and yearning to thrust inside of her. I remembered how divine she had felt while we were in the interrogation cellar, and could only imagine how much more thrilling it would be out in the open night air, under the stars.

As I moved over her, she eagerly wrapped her arms around me and moaned. Her fingers raked through my hair and ran down my neck, clawing into my back as I slid inside of her wet silkiness. Her muscles tightened around me and intensified the relief and building blissful sensation.

I kept my eyes glued to her, loving the way she clenched her eyes tightly shut and threw her head back with her long black hair flowing out around her. She bit into her bottom lip, and I felt a pang of jealousy. I crashed my mouth back to hers with the swell of my climax, needing to have that bite all to myself. I stayed there until the pleasure was too great, and everything went black and blurry.

I nuzzled my damp hair into the curl of her neck for a moment to catch my breath before finally rolling over to the side. We didn’t bother hiding our naked bodies. The yard was still and empty. If anyone had noticed us when we started, they knew well enough to leave us alone.

Alicia watched me curiously and laughed a little to herself. “What happens now?”

“We sleep. I’ll deliver you back home, as I promised. Which means we have a long journey in front of us. We should get an early start.”

She rolled over and pressed her lips to my shoulder. “Yes, but where do I sleep? I suppose it’s back to the dungeon with me?”

Once again, I hadn’t thought it through too carefully - a foreign feeling that was becoming far too common with Alicia. But