might not have liked this game, but Alessandro loved it.
“Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?” he asked in a husky voice.
I slowly shook my head, and lightning exploded in his gaze. In one swift move, he swept away Mr. de Lucci's books to the floor. He then lifted me in his arms and settled me on the desk.
“Alessandro!” I called his name in utter alarm. He had never done something like this before, had never initiated any intimacy anywhere outside the bedroom.
His large frame hovered above me, possessing the intimate space between us. A ringing in my ears, and a slight chill overwhelmed my body as he leaned closer.
“Shh...relax, tesoro.” His whispered breath touched my skin. “We'll go slow...”
I didn't believe him. One too many times he had used those same reassurances, only to end up doing whatever he wanted. However, this time, he had stayed true to his word. His lips traced a path down my neck and collarbones while his fingers combed through my hair. He didn't rush, but was gentle. The unhurried, tender ministrations prolonged my anticipation until he captured one of my nipples between his teeth and peered at me, raising his eyebrows in expectation. I gasped as a shot of electricity coursed through me, and I didn't have to say anything. He knew I didn't know the name for that part of my body.
Grinning, he took off my shoes one by one and threw them on the floor. Then, he returned to playing his game, and traced my stomach with feathery soft kisses. Once again, I couldn't think and I remained silent. My jeans came off next, and I was left sprawled beneath Alessandro in nothing but my panties, feeling self-conscious and anticipating what he intended to do next.
Alessandro's features settled into an amused expression, and when he glanced at me there was fire in his eyes. His hot mouth travelled lower...and lower until pausing at the edge of my panties.
“A-Alessandro,” I gasped his name in surprise.
He smirked with rich satisfaction, and his eyes sparked with amusement. “What is the word, tesoro?” he asked, in a soft whisper. “I’m waiting.”
I swallowed and reddened, aware of what would happen next. “I don't know.”
Alessandro smiled, a playful expression on his face. “I was hoping you wouldn't.”
Without taking his eyes away from mine, his fingers caught the edge of my panties and he slowly slid them down my legs until they ended up on the floor together with the rest of my clothes. My eyes squinted shut now that I was completely exposed. Though this was far from the first time he had seen me naked, I had never learned to relax under his scrutinizing gaze. The more it happened, the more apprehensive I became. After all, I was his toy and not a person with opinions and feelings. I wasn’t cherished or even respected when he claimed my body. Despite the pleasure he stirred within me, I always ended up feeling dirty.
“Still so shy?” Alessandro teased, and when heat rose from my neck to my face, the fire intensified in his gaze. “And still blushing like a virgin...Madre di Dio, I swear to God, your modesty will be the death of me, Olivia.”
With those softly spoken words, his lips brushed against mine and though I didn't have any clothes left to take off—for some reason—I named the body part. “Labbra.” Lips.
Alessandro's eyes returned to mine and he smiled. “We’re playing a different game now, piccola. And I have a feeling you're going to like it very much...”
He started trailing kisses down my body again until his lips touched the naked flesh between my thighs. I sucked in a breath and winced in mortification because he had never done that before.
He paused and looked up at me. “Relax, tesoro,” he murmured. “This won't hurt one little bit. I promise you’re going to like it.”
Closing my eyes, I stilled and let him do what he wanted. At first, it felt wrong and uncomfortable. I kept pleading with Alessandro, and attempted wriggling away from his warm, wet tongue. But he wouldn't stop and kept insisting I just enjoy it and let it happen. I had no idea what he was talking about. My throat tightened and tears burned my eyes. I just wanted it to be over. Dismissing my outburst of emotion with a snide laugh, Alessandro continued kissing me there despite my repeated protests. I thought I would die of embarrassment. But then, slowly aware