Chapter 2

Alessio 

(Warning; Mature content)

Luca wanted me to check out one of my recently opened clubs and I reluctantly agreed. 

I am a busy man and I trust him to take care of something small like a club. 

So I'm sitting here bored to death, not following whatever they are saying or the strippers that are supposedly entertaining us. 

This is the last place I planned to be, especially when a bitch is probably lying naked on my bed.

Yesterday I had a wide pussy that got me disgusted and I couldn't even relieve myself. So to make it up to me, the bitch who controls all the strippers in my clubs promised me a good lay today. 

Hopefully, she does because I waste a lot of my money on them. 

Still contemplating on how I'm gonna ditch the two boys, a girl walks into my club looking like a sinful angel that just got kicked out from heaven. And like the angel she is, she grabs every present man's attention to herself but she doesn't look interested. 

She is wearing an extremely short, sleeveless lace white dress that has a deep v - neck that exposes a long silver chain disappearing in the valley of her breasts. 

Unlike every bitch I know, the girl holds raw beauty. She doesn't need makeup to look attractive. Her black hair is tied in a ponytail and she has two studs in her ears that match her necklace. 

 I'm surprised that she didn't go for heels like most women would and chose white sneakers instead. 

Damn! Those legs are so perfectly toned and smooth, they make my fingers itch to caress them. 

My eyes follow her to a seat one booth away from ours and she orders a cocktail. I find her pleasant to my eyes and I don't intend on taking them away any time. 

Maybe I wanna stay here a little longer. 

There is something different about her though. Something that makes me curious. Is she here on a date or she is meeting someone? 

Her eyes aimlessly roam around the room like she's trying to find a person, but later sighs defeatedly with a bored expression on her pretty face. 

Did someone stand her up? Why do I even care anyway? 

She takes a sip from the glass and like magic, her eyes meet mine and they stay there. Glancing into the bewitching grey eyes of the angel, my heart trembles in amazement and I just know she's the one. 

I found her. 

She is the one I'm spending the rest of my night with. 

It's like she just thought the same thing because she drinks from her glass and smiles to herself. A beautiful innocent smile that makes me want to continue seeing it. 

To seal the silent deal, I lift my glass and sip too. 

Hell! she's fucking beautiful. 

One thing though, I'm the boss here and all bitches come to me and she's not an exception. So I sit and wait for her to make a move. 

After a while of thinking, she finally stands from her seat and my eyes follow her slow movement toward me. The angel sits next to me and I get a whiff of her soft alluring fragrance and it's enough turn-on for me. 

I watch her drown her glass in one go and my eyes trail her body as she once again stands up to sit on my lap. Something about this girl is different. 

She's not like the normal woman I have fucked. As much as I'm enchanted by her beauty, I think there is more to her and I can't easily let my guard down. 

She unhurriedly straddles my lap and my body instantly reacts to the action. My dick is already reacting and it's a surprise to me because I always need a good blowjob before I can get in the mood. 

That's why I go for bitches who know how to handle a man. 

But she just straddled my lap. How come.?

"Who are you?" I seeth a little bit angry. I hate wasting my time thinking of the same woman as I have been doing for the last 10 minutes. Still, I hold her tiny waist and marvel at how perfectly she fits in my hands. 

"Just some girl looking for fun" her voice is low and seductive. It's like serene music to my ears and the thought of her crying out my name makes me want to have her here. The problem is that she looks so young compared to me. 

Is she perhaps a spoiled brat who ran away from home to come to cause trouble? 

She clears the distance between us as she directly sits on my hard manhood. My hands find themselves on her bare thighs and I cuss myself for falling into this beautiful temptation. 

I didn't even try to resist her, It's like she used a charm on me. 

Fuck, her skin is so soft and warm, not a single spot and it gives me the urge of licking it all the way. Why would she want to be tainted by the devil? 

I ask her what she wants and when she answers, her eyes not only hold desire, but they hold curiosity. 

But for what? 

* 

I lay her on my bed and her gaze on me doesn't sway. She expectantly stares at me like she's waiting for me to reward her or something. 

If it were someone else, they would be on their knees working on pleasing me. They don't look me in the eye because I forbid them to. 

Isn't she supposed to know the protocol.?

"Morning should not find you here, tomorrow when you leave this room, I don't know you and you don't know me, understand?" I instruct in the coldest voice I possess and she silently nods her head in understanding. 

I hate one-night stands that turn out to be annoying creeps. I end up killing them to have peace of mind. 

"I know, "She mumbles, taking off the little dress, and damn! 

I knew she was special. First time I'm encountering boobs that are not fake. 

They are perky, round, and firm. I stare in wonder as her pink nipples harden at my gaze and I lick my lips visualising how they will taste. 

Her skin is well-tanned and what impresses me more is her well-defined tummy. Her hips are tender leading to soft long legs and her body shape looks fit and in nice shape. Does she work out? 

Lowering my head to the main deal, her cunt is barely covered with the g-string she's wearing, and I don't have to strain to see the goodness waiting for me beneath. 

"Let's just do it. I won't wait till morning. I will go home after this," she says, taking off the lacy material and I look at her in confusion. 

Did she get offended by my earlier statement? 

"Why the rush angel?" I lower myself on her tender body and place a gentle kiss on her neck. 

This body deserves to be worshipped, I want to leave my marks on every inch of her skin. I don't normally kiss or pleasure women because I assume they are dirty. 

But this girl is unique, everything about her is like fresh air. She looks like she just came out of the shower. 

"It's supposed to be that way" she mumbles, holding me back and pulling me completely to her. 

I can already feel the moisture pulling in between her thighs. The girl's breaths are ragged and she still has that soft curious look. 

She looks beautiful. 

She makes me feel like changing my mind about every rule I set for myself. I quickly undo my belt and pants before taking them off and aligning myself between her trembling thighs. 

She is behaving like she hasn't been in this position before. 

Without warning, I forcefully thrust into her and I immediately regret it. I can't believe I just did that. 

 

Her cries of pain fill my room and the tears in her eyes make my heart sink. Fuck me! 

"Fuck!" I cuss slowly lifting myself from her but she holds my back tightly so I can no longer move. 

"Why didn't you tell me?" I gently whisper like if I talked any louder I could hurt her more. 

She truly is an angel. 

So pure. 

So untainted. 

Where do you find untouched women in today's world? I knew she was not my daily woman from the moment I laid my eyes on her. 

I am used to fucking bitches with fake tits and butts. Bitches who have already been fucked by a thousand other men. 

I got used to going rough because their moans are also loud and fake. Sometimes I fail to understand if they are moaning because of pleasure or pain, so I just concentrate on releasing myself and when I'm done, they get the fuck out. 

"It's okay, I didn't expect it... to be.... painful" she sniffles avoiding my gaze and my heart saddens for her. 

The curiosity and anticipation her eyes previously held are no longer there. 

"Hey, I'm sorry. We can stop if you want" once again I'm stunned that I'm willing to stop. This is the first time I'm being this caring to a woman. She deserves it though, I hurt her. 

She sighs and slowly wraps her legs around my waist. I'm still inside her and I swear by the gods, I didn't know a pussy could be this tight and warm.

"No, continue please" she mumbles slightly moving her waist and that gives me the go-ahead that I needed. 

Fuck! No one told me sex is supposed to feel this enchanting. It's like our bodies and souls are silently whispering to each other in an understanding way. 

Like there is a mutual connection between us. 

This is not like the forceful thrusts and the loud screaming from the crazy bitches I'm used to. 

Her moans are a turn-on for me. The Way she softly whispers in my ear how good I'm making her feel, the way her long nails scratch and dig into my skin from the intense pleasure I'm giving her. 

I love the way she softly lifts her waist to meet my every thrust and how she curls her legs around me so tightly to hold me in, and most of all, I love how her warm walls tighten around me to create the perfect pressure. 

Looking at her chest, the thought of her body being untouched drives me to another level of need. The necklace still lays between her breasts and it has two initials, NV. 

I wanna know who this girl is. 

I gently nibble on her left nipple and she releases a throaty moan hugging my head to her chest. The girl massages my scalp with her nails and it makes my dick twitch inside her. 

What have I been fucking all my life.? I just realised this is how I was supposed to feel while having sex. 

It's amazing. 

I use my thumb to caress the other nipple and she throws her head back moaning in ecstasy. 

"Does it feel good?" I whisper and gently lick her hard nub. 

"Yes, it feels so good, thank you" there we go again. She is thanking me. 

This girl surely knows how to make someone feel appreciated. She is gonna cause me so much trouble. 

Her hair is sprawled all over my bed and it's a magnificent sight. The way her grey eyes lazily watch me in wonder, like she doesn't believe someone can make her feel this good. This warms my heart. 

Her perfect lips that I wanna kiss so badly remain parted, only releasing low sounds of pleasure. 

I'm not sure if I will be able fuck anyone else after today. 

She just gave me a whole different and wonderful experience that I could have never imagined existed. 

I don't know anything about her, but I'm sure as hell that I'm gonna keep this one. There is no way I'm letting an undeserving idiot have her. 

My lifestyle is dangerous, but I will find a way to keep her out of my shit. 

"Let yourself go, yeah?" I tell her when I see the discomfort In her eyes and she quickly nods doing as told. 

Fucking innocent. 

"I have to go" she whispers and I assume it's a joke until she pushes me aside and starts to get in her dress. 

Fucking no. 

This makes me get from the bed with a speed I didn't know I possessed, it takes me less than a second to tear the weak material into useless pieces. 

"What is that for?" she angrily asks and I ignore her. I effortlessly lift her from the ground and back to my bed. With the experience she just gave me, there is no way I'm letting her out of this room. 

I need more, I need to feel her again and again until she's unable to walk. 

"You are going nowhere" I grumble laying her back down but she keeps fighting me. She's damn strong for her size. 

"You said I should get the fuck out after we are done" the girl protests pushing on my shoulders and I quickly put my mouth on her nipple. 

"Fuck, you need to stop" she cries out in a moan and It gives me hope. I continue trailing kisses down to her firm tummy until they come in contact with her wet pussy. 

This is what I have been missing all along. 

"Hey Mr,...what oh fuck..." I smile when she grabs my head between her thighs finally giving in. I think I just learned one of her weaknesses.