ALEXANDRO
Everyone cleared the way for her to come in, the path led her to me. It was either move or be moved.She hadn’t taken off her wedding gown but for some reason, more cleavage was being revealed.The gown was the reason all the women moved out of the way, it took so much space. Because it was night, the diamonds she wore on her neck and ears glittered.She stopped right in front of me, “Hi.” She muttered.Because everyone was watching, I stood up and wrapped my arms around her, she cooperated and didn’t jump in surprise or flinch, instead, I saw how she couldn’t stop batting her lashes. It was cute.“Did anyone not notice they didn’t kiss at the wedding?” A woman named Portia interrupted. She had a small body but was one of the women I respected in the outfit, the deadly kind.“Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” They all began chanting.A gentleman would have asked for permission before kissing a woman whom he hadn’t talked about physical intimacy with, but I wasn’t a gentleman, so I wrapped my fingers around her neck and parted my lips with mine. It seemed like she had expected a light peck of my lips against her, but that wasn’t how Italians kissed, especially not a woman whose breasts I’ve been staring at since the moment she came in.I pulled her lower lip into my mouth, parting her lips and invading her mouth with my tongue. I heard her gasp into my mouth and tried to control the blood that had begun to pound in my ears. It seemed like the blood in my lower body gathered together in one spot, kissing a woman wasn’t enough to make a man like me hard, right?The constraint in my pants said otherwise.My sight went blank when I felt her tongue touch mine, and I froze. Her hands hung on the edge of my shirt as she began kissing me back. Pulling my lips as I’ve pulled hers, slipping her tongue over mine into my mouth. I felt the tiniest tremor run through her body. Triumph filled my blood like a high. She wanted me. I couldn’t help cupping her breast through her clothes, when she let out a moan into my mouth, it was like music to my heart.“We asked for a kiss and not a make-out session!” Someone screamed at us, making Emily jump out of my arms, I controlled the urge to drag her back. Soon we would be alone, and she would be mine.I loved how people had to shift back when we passed, and how other women looked at Emily with jealousy. I loved her hair too, how it matched the purple in her eyes. I had married a beautiful woman. One that would warm my beg and give me no trouble. I would give her my forgiveness for making me angry today when we were alone, she would be beneath me while I fuck those breasts that had teased me all day.I was a bit pissed when some men began questioning her, we had gone through the answers last night but I couldn’t help but feel uneasy.“Where did you two first meet?” Someone threw that question.With a smiling face she answered, “Last year, I saw him first at a graduation at NYU, he had been invited to give a speech.” She said, looking at me.That hadn’t been what I asked her to say, the later part. But I had given I speech at NYU the year before.“He had looked so handsome in that Navy Blue suit and Lilac tie, and I couldn’t help but want him.” She said, batting her eyes and looking shy. I had married a bloody actress.But something bugged me, I remembered how my secretary had made me wear a navy blue suit instead of the black I would rather wear, and that lilac tie. She had truly been there and saw me,“Who made the first move?” Another person asked.Because I knew she would say it was her and no one would believe that I answered first, “I did, not everyone stopped bugging my woman.”“One more thing, for the bride, what do you think you both do not have in common?” Portia asked, it was a shitty question, showing she didn’t approve of my wife. But Emily didn’t get the message.“I can’t swim, and Alexandro is such a good swimmer that I find myself lacking.” She replied.I wanted to slap the words back into her mouth. No one here was a friend. One slip and they fling a way to throw you out and take your place. Never reveal your weaknesses in front of the outfit.The party was over and the gown had begun to annoy me, first, it didn’t let me get as close to her as much as I would have loved to, it took so much space in the elevator while the smell of her hair teased me. There was the agony of watching her breast swell with each breath she took and the irony of the number of men who could tell the number of inhalation my wife took because they couldn’t get their eyes off her cleavage.The staff had prepared a room for my wedding night, and I was eager to get Emily out of that dress, surely she would be having the same thought as I was. She paid me no attention in the elevator, I made no attempts to break the silence. Her moans would do that when we were finally alone in my suit.But first I was going to correct her for every mistake she had made tonight and remind her, what exactly she was in my life, her role was a very vital one and I needed her to be prepared before I took her to the old man, I would bid my time.She led the way to our suite while I tailed behind, but the moment the doors were closed I pulled her back, crushed her back against the wall, and wrapped my hands around her neck, pressing that vital point.“Do you know how many fuck ups you made today?”EMILYHis hands were around my neck, and the pressure was tight enough to suck the air out of my lung, restricting airflow but my heart was thundering in my chest for a different reason altogether.He was so close, his hands on my chest, my breasts swelled underneath my clothes while my nipples tightened.“I’m sorry.” I pleaded I was losing more air by the minute and my eyes had begun to water.“Why are you sorry? First, you must know your offense, then you can know your punishments, Apologies do not cut it.”“What are my offenses.” I struggled to say, it seemed like he didn’t know how much pressure he was applying.“Why didn’t you tell me we had met before?” He asked. I didn't understand at first but when he tightened his grip on my neck, the memory came flooding back. oh, NYU“We haven’t, I only saw you.” I realized it had been him today, as I walked towards him on the aisle. He looked as dashing as he had that day. I had been waiting tables and thought he was the most handsome man
I woke up to find my husband gone. I was sure he had come back during the night but he was gone now. I couldn’t believe I had gotten married yesterday. I wondered what my life was going to be like now. I had only thought about my dad and was extremely grateful that my dad was fine. There was more hope for him now. I would hope as much as I could that he would be fine. That he would wake up. I wouldn’t be alone anymore. I looked around to observe the luxury of my hotel room. It was my first time being in a hotel. I could never have afforded anything so luxurious. The bed was soft and so comfy, I slept so easily last night. The air freshener released a brilliant scent in the air. The AC was active now but I remembered the night had not been cold. It was cold now. After observing round I found out there was a heater as well as a conditioner. I couldn’t explain how the room was in the perfect temperature for me to sleep but it was awesome. I would drop a review on the hotel if I could.
My hands trembled as I lifted it to unlock the door. I had sincerely hoped I wouldn’t see him for a while, all he needed was a wife and he already married me, I had expected just to be the woman in the picture. He could keep his other women which I was sure he had and left me alone, I would rather spend all my time with my father, maybe if I talked to him, one day he would hear my voice and open his eyes. My hope for friendship between Alexandro Kind and I didn’t make it past my wedding night. Just one kiss from him had made me realize there was something about being touched by this man that wouldn’t make one remain the same. I was sure women threw themselves at him all the time. I could bet women begged him for sex, and that was why I was sure he would never look my way for sex. Besides, I wasn’t as sexy as the other women he would have in his life. I never had time to take care of my body like they did. But the look on his face for a second when the door opened said otherwise. It
I’ve covered a lot of things in my life, I’ve hoped for a living mother, and a healthy father, and I’ve wished for a bulkier bank account but never had I dared to hope for a man. I never hoped for a touch of comfort, I never dared to hope for someone to look at me with such eyes as Alexandro King was looking at me now. How could I hide these feelings his lips were doing to me with my finger in his mouth when I had never analyzed the feelings in my mind? I took a deep breath of relief when he finally let go of my bleeding finger. His mouth must have worked some magic on it because it had stopped bleeding, he held my four fingers and placed a kiss on them before finally letting them go. “I’m hungry,” I whispered, I just hoped we would eat and I could go back to the hotel room. I hoped to leave the hotel soon too, I didn’t like how I was always watched here, and Alexandro King wouldn’t always have to be like this if we were back home. “I’ve already ordered something. It’ll be here in
ALEXANDRO KING Her lips trembled slightly as my fingers brushed against them slightly but that was not what got me hard. It was the soft moan that escaped her when the starter melted against her tongue that woke my dick. It was how her eyelid slowly slid shut and the soft air that escaped her lips as the fruits melted in her mouth. My pants tightened uncomfortably when her eyes opened again. Those purple irises were totally coated in pleasure, and I could feel all her uneasiness sweep away as she gave the food all her concentration, oblivious of how every movement she madecaught my attention. She sighed a lot, constantly taking deep breaths, whenever she was uncomfortable, she sighed, nervous, she sighed. Now I knew she moaned too. I wondered if it would be the same sound that she’ll make she was beneath me with my dick totally inside her. Those eyes, I wanted them to darken with pleasure again but one I had ignited with my hands. I could guess she had very responsive skin. What h
I didn’t have to signal anyone that I was done eating, my staff knew well enough what kind of man I was. We walked side by side, my hands still holding hers, she had seemed uncomfortable with my touch earlier but now I could see she didn’t mind. She would be easy to train. I was surprised she walked very steadily on heels; I had expected her to hand on me with every step she took instead she walked confidently in it. “I wouldn’t have guessed you were good in heels.” I voiced my thoughts. She looked at her legs like she had forgotten she was wearing heels. “Oh, the shoes. I didn’t know I could wear them so easily, but they are steady and comfortable, I think it’s because it was expensive. Original stuff.” She said smiling, obviously proud of herself. Displeasure coated my stomach. I intended to break her, to make her able to rely on nothing but me, not to be confident in herself or even proud of herself. The opportunity to correct that came when she was distracted by some kids com
Her eyes flew open. Her lips parted but closed back. She was taking several deep breaths now. I resisted the urge to laugh. Torturing Emily was going to be so much fun. I couldn’t wait for her to break more rules. It took too much control not to buck when her hands touched the band of my briefs by my groin. She just had to touch there, although she avoided any contact with my dick. She could run but she couldn’t hide. Her eyes slip shut as she slip the brief down and my cock sprang free. I loved that her eyes were closed, I could release that smile that had been tempting to escape. I wanted to pull her by the hair and force my cock into her mouth, but this wasn't for my pleasure, it was to teach Emily a lesson. “Touch it, Emily.” I snarled, teetering at the edge of control. She must have felt the anger in my voice because her fingers came up in a jump, but her eyes didn’t open. I smiled, she shouldn’t be so shy, this wouldn’t be her first time sucking someone’s cock. Her finger
EMILY I like to claim that I have gone through a lot and have suffered. I had sold my father’s house only to have the money stolen from me. I had lost a mother that had been everything to my father, I had lost my father the night my mom died. I had spent everything I had trying to bring him back. Education had failed for me, and I just wanted to make ends meet. To make my father happy again but when things seemed to be getting bright, he had an accident and was now unable to fight out of come. But never, never had I been at the mercy of a man like I now was at Alexandro King. At first, it had been humiliating. Going down on my knees for him, undoing his belt. But when my hand scraped over his hard-on, I couldn’t believe it turned me on. It was my first time coming face to face with a man’s member and I hated how my mouth had watered at the sight. I was scared he would somehow figure out how wet I was down there! And when he finally came in my mouth? I understood what it was to be a