The difference between making love and fuc...

**...king is more intense than you imagine.**

4:30 PM — Alessander's Place, Aosta

Alessandro and Sunny were running through the forest. Birds were singing and butterflies were flying. They ran hand in hand, smiling and looking at each other. They held hands once they were surrounded by the green and gold leaves of the trees around them.

Sunny felt the fresh, flowery air on her face. The white tulle dress shimmered in the sun's rays streaming through the trees. The fabric was light and delicate, floating like a cloud. The dress flapped in the wind as she ran. She wasn't wearing Louboutin shoes, but her white sneakers that matched the luxurious dress strangely.

While running, Alessandro Blaze concluded that Sunny Hirsch was not human. She was a fairy, a princess, a goddess. She had been sent to tempt him and unfortunately, he had fallen into sin. He couldn't take his eyes off her. He kissed her halfway, and she laughed, her cheeks flushing.

As soon as they came within sight of the cabin, Alessandro Blaze scooped Sunny Hirsch into his arms. The grass sagged under their weight.

"Since I brought you to my church, I'll worship you like a dog," muttered Alessandro Blaze as he walked through the cabin door.

"Hey! I know this song!"

Alessandro Blaze closed the door with his foot and placed Sunny on the four-poster bed.

Sunny Hirsch's heart sank along with the bed. She was sleeping with a married man. She was in love with him. For the first time, she was going to make love to someone she liked. A love mistake. A love that shouldn't happen.

Alessandro Blaze saw the conflict on her face. He smiled.

“Have you ever made love, Sunny?”

Sunny Hirsch thought of Thiago Blaze. He had used and owned her body as if she were a doll. She didn't love him, but he was the only thing she knew about sex: intense, powerful, dominating. But she had never made love. That magic dance between bodies in love? No.

“I never did that, sir.”

Sunny Hirsch would have been trapped in her inner dilemmas if Alessandro Blaze hadn't removed his shirt in one smooth, swift movement. The golden, muscular body gleamed in the light from the window. He looked at her intently for a moment, waiting for her to ask him to stop. But Sunny didn't ask. She was mesmerized when he took off his black pants and was only in white boxers. His underwear stuck to his member which was outrageously hard and ready.

Sunny Hirsch's mouth dropped open.

*Looks like size is genetic*, she thought nervously. He held her gaze as he approached.

Sunny Hirsch rested her head against the mattress as he climbed on top of her.

“Today only, be mine,” asked Alessandro Blaze. “I will never ask you for anything again. I promise you."

Sunny Hirsch looked up and asked him,

“But what if I want you to ask me? What if I want to be at your beck and call forever, Mr. Blaze? What would you do?"

“I would be at your disposal forever” replied Alessandro Blaze immediately.

Sunny Hirsch knew he couldn't promise love or anything else. He was married. She was a humble maid. But at that moment, looking into his intense, sincere gaze, she decided that was enough.

Sunny Hirsch pulled Alessandro Blaze in for another one of those powerful, intense kisses. His mouth moved with intensity and passion. His hands cupped her face; he had beautiful big hands, with elongated fingers. As she opened her mouth, he tugged at her lips. This made Sunny moan as she clawed at his neck.

Alessandro Blaze pulled away from Sunny Hirsch a little, only to see her face flush with pleasure.

“Enough playing,” said Alessandro Blaze. "Now it's a game for the adults."

Sunny Hirsch didn't understand until his hands moved down her shoulders and cupped the neckline of her dress. She cried out in surprise when he ripped the white dress in half, revealing her completely naked body underneath. He picked up the dress and threw it on the floor.

“Mr. Blaze!” exclaimed Sunny Hirsch. “That dress costs almost 50 thousand euros!”

Alessandro Blaze smirked as his hands cupped Sunny Hirsch's breasts. Her nipples were lightly expressed between his fingers. He licked the tip of one of her nipples between his fingers. She cried as his tongue touched her glands. His tongue was wet velvet in increasing suction movement. Each suction from Alessandro was another step toward Sunny Hirsch's madness. Her torso rose and fell with her deep breaths. At the feel of his mouth, Sunny Hirsch moaned loudly. She was ashamed. She felt like she was overreacting… But he was… so...

“I want to hear from you, my dear,” asked Alessandro Blaze against her skin. "I want to hear you while I pleasure you."

“But, sir… I… I'm overreacting.”

Alessandro Blaze looked up. There was an animalistic intensity about him that Sunny had never seen before in these green eyes.

"Then I'm going to make you feel like no screaming is enough."

Sunny gulped loudly.

His hands parted her thighs. He easily tore off her panties, the ripping sound of fabric cutting through the air. Alessandro lowered his mouth to her intimacy. She was soaked, it's obvious. His tongue was invading her intimacy slowly, ignoring the tremors that ran through her body. A whimper escaped her lips as she felt a slight bite on her inner folds.

"Oh, God!" Sunny Hirsch wailed.

Alessandro felt her liquid run down to his chin. She felt succulent and sensitive in his hand. He introduced one of her fingers and earned a moan from her. He smiled against her intimacy, feeling the sweet liquid run through his fingers. He brought her clit to his mouth and bit down gently, feeling the taste explode on his tongue.

Sunny Hirsch shuddered all over as he thrust his finger into her and then nibbled on her already sore and sensitive clit. Her hips shivered involuntarily as her mouth and fingers worked together through the torture. Heat radiated from her body and spread throughout her body. Every cell in her was alive and connected with Alessandro's touch. She screamed as she climaxed, losing all the air there could be.

“Mr. Blaze” sobbed Sunny Hirsch “I need you inside me.”

Sunny saw her boss remove his underwear in front of her. *Oh, God.* It looks like that size was genetic. He didn't lose much to Thiago... Even the slightest difference might make Alessandro more comfortable than that massive and invasive penetration that Thiago did...

*Stop thinking about that monster now*, Sunny Hirsch thought reproachfully. It was Alessandro standing before her. He was the one who made her smile and gave her real happiness. There was no need for other thoughts. No shame, no guilt. Just pure happiness with him. That's what love is supposed to be.

Alessandro advanced on her, kissing her (on her lips this time) One of his hands guided his erection to her entrance. He looked down, smiling at the paradisiacal sight of her sensitive little privates engulfing his entire phallus.

“You are so tight” Alessandro Blaze murmured looking up at her. “Oh my God…” he claimed “You are compressing me now.”

Sunny felt him push inside her slowly into the damp flesh. She willingly swallowed it. Her lips were parted with little moans with every inch he took from him. He took a thrust and entered her fully. His pubia was touching Sunny's clitoris and that was her weak spot. She moaned, but no more than he did. Alessandro pulled out briefly and thrust hard inside her again.

“You're so perfect,” Alessandro Blaze moaned in a deep voice, vibrating Sunny's body. "I was made to be inside you... Sunny... My Sunny..."