*Alberto’s POV*
This was so wrong but yet felt so fūcking right. The way her lips moved against mine and her tongue caressed mine, had me ready to explode. This. I. Fūck. I can’t.
“Isa, please.” I blurted out when I pulled her off my lips.
“Don’t act like you don’t want this. I saw the way you looked at me.” She said as she bit her lips.
“What way?” I faked ignorance, knowing damn well that I wanted to explore every inch of her perfect body.
“Like you wanted to bend me over and fūck me like a little slūt.” She said, making my eyes grow wide. She wasn’t far from the truth, but hearing it come out of that perfect little mouth, did a number on me. Now I didn’t just want to fūck her ruthlessly, I wanted to spank her and teach her who was boss. But I knew I couldn’t. Not her. Not my angel.
“Isa, I don’t know—” I was saying when she placed her finger over my lips.
“Don’t deny it. I know you want me as much as I want you.” She whispered as her hand reached for my cōck, wrapping her fingers tightly around it.
“Fūck!” I blurted out, feeling so fūcking turned on.
“See? You can’t deny it. This big cōck wants nothing more than to thrust in my tight little pūssy.” She said, making my eyes roll back. This can’t be happening. This is my angel. She can’t be talking like that. She can’t be begging me to dominate her.
I was one word away from fūcking her against the wall. One fūcking word. I closed my eyes and remembered who she was and where I was. Shīt. I can’t. It didn’t matter how badly I wanted to, I couldn’t do that to Francisco and especially not to Isa.
“Isa—” I was about to speak when she released my throbbing cōck, pushing me towards the bed. “Wait! What are—” I whispered in panic as my back legs hit the bed, making me fall.
“If you aren’t going to fūck me, then I guess I will have to do all the work.” She said, smirking at me as she climbed on my lap.
“No, Isa—Ah, fūck!” I grunted as she sank her tight pūssy on my cōck.
“Padrino!” I heard her say, making my eyes fly open. It was still dark in my room because of the blackout shades, but I could see that Isa was holding a breakfast tray with some coffee.
“Isa?” I croaked out. She would be the one to bring me breakfast when I had a fūcking wet dream about her. My tent was probably visible so I flipped sideways.
“Papa said you probably had a hangover and weren’t going to come down. I told them that I would bring you breakfast in bed.” She said, placing the breakfast tray on the foot of the bed.
“Thank you, Isa. I do have a slight headache.” I lied, squinting my eyes.
“Weird. I didn’t see you drinking a lot last night.” She said with brows furrowed, making me gulp. She was watching me?
“I probably didn’t sleep well.” I blurted out, making her look into my eyes. I sat up slowly, grabbing the coffee as she sat next to me. Did she have to sit so close to my hard cōck. It made me just want to pull her onto my lap and fūck her harder than anyone ever has.
“I wanted to talk to you.” She whispered, looking away and making me set my coffee on the tray again.
“About?” I asked her, pulling her by her chin to face me. Fūck her skin was soft.
“What you saw…” She trailed off, making me take a deep breath. I wish she was talking about the asšhole touching her, but I had a feeling it was about the drugs and that made me even more pissed.
“I’m listening.” I told her tensely, releasing my hold on her chin.
“I don’t do it all the time. Just on special occasions.” She said quickly as I watched her with a raised brow. “I swear, Padrino. Please don’t tell papa.” She begged, grabbing my hand.
“I won’t say anything under two conditions.” I told her.
“Wait! What? It’s always one.” She complained.
“Not with me. Take it or leave it.” I told her, hiding the smile that was threatening to show. What the fūck was wrong with me? I never smiled.
“Fine! What is it?” She said, crossing her arms over her chest, making me stare at her breasts for longer than I should have.
I cleared my throat, forcing myself to look at her face again. “One, you never touch that shīt again. Any of it. You fūcking hear me?” I told her. “And believe me, I have my ways of finding out.”
“Done.” She said with a smile, making my heart flutter like a fūcking teenager.
“Two, you tell me who introduced you to them.” I said, making her smile vanish.
“I-I—” She stuttered, gulping before looking away.
“Don’t fūcking lie to me, Isa. I also have my ways of finding out about that.” I told her, grabbing her chin so she could face me, making her sigh.
“Fine. It was Mattias.” She whispered, pulling her chin out of my hold and looking away again. If he was a dead man yesterday, he was definitely going to be a tōrtured dead man today.
“Is he your boyfriend?” I asked as I brushed her cheek with my thumb. I don’t know what spirit made me ask that, but it was too late to take it back.
“Pfft. No.” She shook her head with a smile. “He is just my fūck buddy.” She blurted out before her hand flew to her mouth. “I didn’t say that.” She said, standing to her feet.
I clenched my fist at my side as I controlled my anger. I don’t know what was worse. Them dating or them just casually fūcking like my angel was some sort of whōre. She was the furthest from that.
“I will pretend like I didn’t hear what you fūcking said.” I said through clenched teeth. “Is that everything that you wanted to talk about?” I asked her as she shuffled on her feet.
“Yes. Thank you for coming to my birthday, Padrino.” She said with a smile as she leaned forward.
It was usual for us to kiss each other’s cheek, so I turned to kiss hers as she turned to mine at the same time. Neither noticed until our lips had touched. I thought she would pull away, but she deepened the kiss, making my eyes go wide. There was no way that I was dreaming again. No fūcking way.
The moment her tongue requested access to my mouth, I snapped out of my hypnotized state, pulling away. “Isa, I—” I was saying when her eyes opened as her hand touched her swollen lips. “I don’t know how that happened.” I said, looking at her in panic.
“How what happened?” She asked innocently before placing a kiss on my cheek and walking away.
The moment the door closed, I placed my head back on the headboard in shock. There was no way I had imagined that. No fūcking way.
*Alberto’s POV* I finally pulled myself together and chugged the now cool coffee before getting up. I walked into the bathroom and jumped inside the shower quickly. I looked down at my erection and sighed. “Maybe tonight, bud.” I mumbled before grabbing some of my Dior shower gel and scrubbing my body with it. Before I knew it, I was drying myself with a towel. I set the towel over my shoulders as I grabbed my toothbrush, squeezing the minty toothpaste over it. I quickly brushed my teeth and wiped my mouth with the hand towel on the cabinet. After flossing and using my mouthwash, I hung my towel and headed back into my bedroom. As soon as I looked up, my eyes grew wide in shock. “Padrino!” Isa gasped as her eyes grew wide. Fūck! I wasn’t expecting her to return. “Isa.” I groaned, hiding my cōck with both hands before turning around. “Can you give me a moment?” “Hai bisogno che mi giri?” (Italian for “Do you need me to turn around?”) She asked me, making me turn my face to the
*Alberto’s POV* I was leaning against my Maserati, scrolling through my phone, when I heard the clicking sound of heels. I was nervous just looking up. My angel was my fūcking weakness and I knew I would be lost with just one look. “Sono pronto per il mio viaggio, Padrino.” (Italian for “I am ready for my ride, Padrino.”) She said in a soft voice that instantly made me hard. Did a reverse viagra exist because, damn it, I needed it. “Isa.” I groaned as my eyes trailed from her feet to her head slowly. I don’t know if she fūcking noticed, but at this point, I didn’t give a shīt. If I had been good at keeping my hands away, at least I could let my eyes feast on the goddess in front of me. “Are you okay, Padrino?” She asked gently as she popped her bubble gum inches from my ear, making me gulp. I knew looking at her would make me lose it and I was right. “Certamente.” (Italian for “Of course.”) I said, clearing my throat before I turned to open the passenger door. “No chauffeur?” Sh
*Alberto’s POV* “Isa.” I gapped out. “You can’t be serious. That’s for—” “Adults? Slūts?” She asked, making me swallow hard as her face inched closer to mine. “Because if it’s the latter, I love being treated like a slūt.” She didn’t just say that. Fūck. I can’t keep listening to this. This has to be another one of my wet dreams. There is no way that she could be any more perfect and fūcking dangerous. I grabbed the door handle, pushed the door open and jumped out as if the car were on fire. As soon as I got out of the car, I walked around it to find Francisco and several of his men already outside. “Fratello!” (Italian for “Brother!”) Francisco shouted from the entrance of the warehouse. “Ci hai messo abbastanza tempo.” (Italian for “It took you long enough.”) He chuckled as he walked over and put his arm over my shoulder while he puffed on his cigar. “I had a hard morning.” I mumbled. If he only knew how hard. “But I am here, am I not?” I asked sarcastically, making him p
*Alberto’s POV* “Don’t fūcking test my patience.” I muttered in her ear, tempted to bite it gently. The hand that was not gripping on to her neck, was inching to wrap around her. Was it bad that I could imagine myself ripping her tight lace top off, right here and then, so I could feel her perky tīts? “What happens if I test your patience, Padrino?” She asked, making me gulp. “Will you spank me?” She asked as she sucked on her bottom lip. That could mean so many things, but fūck did I want to spank her in a non-reprimanding kind of way. “Isa!” Someone called before the doorknob jiggled. I released her in a heartbeat, grabbing the nearest gun and pulling away, so it would look like an innocent encounter. Isa turned around and sighed. “What are you doing here, Mattias?” She asked as I saw from my peripheral side the asšhole approach her. I gritted my teeth to not rip the asšhole up when he wrapped his arms around my angel. I pretended to grab a few things as I listened to the
*Isadora’s POV* I have been wet since I saw him leaning against his Maserati. Fūck, he is the finest man I have ever laid eyes on. That’s why I was livid when that bītch touched what was mine. He doesn’t know it yet, but he will be mine. I glanced over to find his leg bouncing up and down like he was nervous or something. “What are you thinking about, Padrino?” I asked him in a seductive voice. What? Can you blame me for putting all my cards on the table when it came to him? I wanted him in my bed pronto. “Nothing.” He mumbled, making me laugh wholeheartedly. “I’m beginning to wonder if something is wrong with your head.” He told me as his leg stopped bouncing. I quickly switched hands to place my left hand on the steering wheel as I placed my right hand on his thigh. “Usually women are the ones that insist that nothing is wrong and they aren’t thinking about anything when, in fact, something is wrong and their mind is going a million miles a second.” “Well, I am really not th
*Alberto’s POV* I couldn’t believe that she had gotten tipsy from a few glasses of wine, but I assumed it was because she wasn’t used to drinking. I knew instantly that I wasn’t going to let her drive like that. I meant to grab my keys from her pocket, but when my hands wrapped around her waist, I couldn’t help but feel turned on. I grabbed the keys, but left my hands on her waist. I didn’t want to let her go yet. I guided her to the Maserati, quickly helping her in, but she pulled me down with her. I was inches from her warm pūssy with my hard cōck. Inches from checking if I made her wet like how she made me hard. Then she fūcking said she wanted another nickname as her hands pulled my hair gently. Here I was thinking she would say something innocent, but no. She had to say something to make my cōck grow further with how naughty her mouth was. Then our lips, being so close, was another factor that was driving me to the brink of thrusting forward and claiming those beautiful lips a
*Alberto’s POV* I walked in between the trees as Isa guided me through the forest. It felt like forever later that I started hearing water. “Is there a hidden lake here or something?” I asked her as I adjusted her on my back. “Something like that.” She replied as her hand wrapped around my jaw, forcing me to look at her. I looked up at her intensely, feeling the urge to bite her lip. “You can let me go now.” She whispered as she inched closer to my lips. “Unless you want me to continue riding you.” “I definitely want you riding me, but in a different way than how you have been.” I replied, bending down so she could put her feet down. She quickly climbed off and was about to walk away when I grabbed her by her hair, pulling her to my chest. Her asš immediately rubbed against my front, making me rub it against her. “I know what you are doing.” I told her. The whole walk here, I had been trying to ignore the signs, but I’m not fūcking stupīd. I just wanted to act stupīd so that I
*Alberto’s POV* I was pulling away, but she wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me back to her lips as her tongue darted forward. I sucked on her tongue, making her moan against my mouth. My hands moved down her body until they reached her asš, squeezing her cheeks tightly. I know I said that I didn’t do the whole kissing thing, but my angel was my angel. She could get whatever the fūck she wanted. How many times had I dreamed and jacked off to her body? Yet here I was finally exploring her perfect little body. I smacked her asš hard, making her moan again. I was so ready to fūck every hole in her fūcking body. One of my hands released her asš, moving up to her hair, forcing her tongue and lips off me when I pulled her hair back. Her eyes fluttered open, making me groan at the sight. She was asking for me to release my beast with the way she was looking at me. “Turn around, place your hands on the tree, and bend over.” I told her, as she immediately did as she was told. “C