I'm In Trouble

"Fuck Alessandro" I moaned, my back hitting the huge leather headboard.

"Are you going to be a good girl for me, Cassandra?" he said, climbing on top of me and unbuttoning his black shirt.

"Hmm, I don't think so," I spoke in a teasing tone, grabbing his face in my hands and pulling him into a passionate kiss.

I only had a small dress on and no panties so this was going to be fun.

Alessandro started unbuckling his belt, continuing to explore my mouth, sucking, biting, and licking.

"Spread your legs" He grunts in my mouth, almost fully naked, apart from his boxers showing off his cock.

I did as I was told and he noticed I was pant less.

"No pantie? You are such a greedy little girl, aren't you, love?" He starts to trace his hands slowly up my thigh, admiring the view in front of him, and I flash him an innocent smile.

"I asked you a question baby and I expect an answer"

"Yes, I'm a greedy girl, Alessandro," I say, still using my Innocent smile to look at him.

He chuckles lowly and right as he puts his wet lips on my pussy there's a vibration coming from the end of the bed.

"Fuck" He murmurs and reaches over to his phone.

I sigh, hoping it's just a quick phone call because I need to be fucked; I haven't been fuck in a month.

"This better be fucking important, Antonio," He shouts on the phone, running a hand through his messy hair.

After a couple of minutes of shouting on the phone about God knows what, he throws his phone on the bed and begins to get dressed in his clothes.

"We need to leave," He says in a demanding tone, pulling out his hand for me to grab, and I pull my dress down.

"No, I'm not leaving with you, you can't do this to me again," I said with his hand in mine but not moving.

He has done this twice now, building me up and then leaving me to finish by myself all I needed was to be fucked, it isn't that hard, is it?

"Something happened at one of my clubs and you're coming with me girl whether you like it or not I told you to watch your fucking tone when talking to me" He spat and grabbed my legs

with both his arms and lifted me over his shoulder and smacked my ass.

"Put me fucking down asshole!" I shouted slapping his back and kicking my legs probably exposing my pussy since I wasn't wearing any panties.

"You need to stop calling me asshole or I'll show you how much of an asshole I can be love"

He starts walking down the stairs, still with me over his shoulder, and heads out to the car, placing me in the front seat and strapping my seatbelt in as if I were a child.

"maldito gilipollas" I breathed hoping he doesn't understand Spanish (Spanish Translation: Fucking asshole)

" What the fuck did you just say to me?" his face coming closer to mine and I can smell his whiskey-filled breath.

"I said you look hot" I lied.

He ignored my words and scoffed while slamming the door shut, damn he was angry today I wonder what happened at the club.

We are going to Alessandro's club; he got into the driver's seat and began driving.

He didn't speak to me the whole time while driving, which was annoying.

We walked into his club and it was so beautiful and luxurious, there weren't many people there considered it was still daytime but from what I saw there were dancers on polls with their breasts out for everyone to see, men in chairs

in front of them throwing out dollars and it was very dark so I had to hold Alessandro's arm for support.

"I'll be back in a second, go entertain yourself or get a drink" Alessandro spoke in my ear then walked away with his bodyguards.

I never needed bodyguards I could do everything by myself plus I knew if I had a bodyguard I would be tempted to piss him off and he would shoot me probably something like that.

While Alessandro was gone, doing God knows what, I had a drink, maybe like eight shots. I was so fucked up right now and needed some fun.

"Hey beautiful gimme me a dance" A man with a deep Italian accent said coming up to the bar eyeing me up and down.

He must've mistaken me for a dancer which is really fucking dumb because a dancer wouldn't be wasted at a bar with a simple spaghetti strap dress on.

But of course, I was insanely drunk and I was bored waiting for that bastard Alessandro, so I agreed and took the man's hand, pushing him into a seat near where the dancers were pole dancing.

I wasn't a good dancer, so let's hope I'm a sexy drunk dancer.

I climbed on the man's lap straddling him which wasn't a good decision as I had no panties on but fuck it and started to grind on his bulge, he was definitely enjoying it.

"How much to let me pound that tight pussy of yours" He murmured in my ear gripping my hips as I continued to grind on him and pressed kisses along his neck.

The man was hot for an older guy he had grey hair and looked important I could tell by the black suit he was wearing.

As I was about to answer him taking upon his offer because he was hot and I was horny, a gunshot went off, I quickly hopped off the man's lap in shock and looked over to the owner of the gun which was obviously Alessandro.

"Get the fuck away from her you piece of shit! Alessandro yelled as everyone to look as he was walk towards me and the man, he put the gun to the guy's head but then Alessandro's face went blank looking at the man for a moment.

"Dad, what the fuck are you doing with my fiance?!" he screamed in the man face still holding a gun to his head.

Holy fuck, now I know where Alessandro

gets his good looks but I also almost just fucked my fiancee's dad.

God, I'm in trouble.