Chapter 23

Chiara

I swallow hard, trying to control the rush of heat in my veins, but it’s useless. I can feel Alessio all over me, flowing in my bloodstream like alcohol.

“Beautiful,” he whispers as he slows down his pace, pulling down the dress leisurely. When I look down in embarrassment at how hard I’m breathing, he cups my chin and makes me face him again. “Keep looking at me. I want to see you.”

I open my mouth to tell him that I can’t take it anymore, that it feels too good, but he interrupts me by flicking the top of my dress down and exposing my breasts. The fabric gets caught in my taut nipples, making me gasp as pleasure zaps my body.

He smiles, lowering his mouth on me until his lips touch the top of my breasts. I throw my head back, threading my hands in his hair and moaning. I begin to move my hips but he grabs them and puts me in place, stopping me from grinding on his hard throbbing length. He drags his tongue down, flicking my nipples before slowly sucking on them.

The pleasure