Chapter 27 Alessandro Love Alyssa

I pant, arching against the sensation. With my hands tied together, all I can do is follow Alessandro’s lead. I’m at his mercy, and I’m going to go wherever he takes me.

When I’m so close to the edge that I can feel it sparking across my stomach, he pulls back.

I whine. “Alessandro…”

“You will come around my cock,” he commands.

His accent is so thick, it’s hard to tell the words he’s saying are in English.

With my hands still bound, he strips. Naked, Alessandro hovers above me.

I squeak as he puts his hands on my hips and moves me so that he’s underneath me, and I’m straddling him on top.

He sits up, and I loop my bound wrists around his neck. He uses one hand to align us, and I gasp at the invasion of his thick length.

“Alessandro,” I whisper.

He grunts in return. “Move, Alyssa.”

I obey.

With my hands around his neck, I start to rock my hips. We’re sitting so we’re face to face, his cock sliding in and out of me where we’re joined, the tips of my breasts brushing his chest every time