Chapter 86 Back To The Beginning🔞

Chapter 86 Back To The Beginning🔞

Alezandra's P.O.V

Andrea moved in silence. My entire body was shaking with anticipation as we made our way toward the entrance of Andrea's home. The sight of the mansion brought back memories from that day when he'd returned to New York, hunted me down in the streets like a madman, only to whisk me away and have his way with me.

I knew exactly why we'd ditched the five-star hotel to come here.

My body was inches away from him as he led the way through his house. He'd slow down whenever he realized I wasn't matching his pace- too easily distracted by the high ceilings and diamond chandelier, by the way every painting blended perfectly with the dark gray aesthetics of the interior design.

My heels and the scuff of Andrea's shoes were the only audible sounds as we approached a red door.

My hands gripped the ends of my silk-like dress I'd changed into at the hotel. I could feel my knuckles turning white as a deep blush crept over my neck and face.

We were back where it all started.

And with every step I took that brought me further inside the dimly lit room, the more anxious I became.

We halted at a table displaying various sex toys and items.

"Tell me, bella..." he drawled, Andrea's eyes raking over my figure slowly. I felt his murky gaze drinking in every curve of my hips before trailing back up to my chest.

"Is there anything you're allergic to that I should know of before we proceed?" He knew the answer, yet when it came to this, he always asked.

"Latex." My voice was barely above a whisper, but he heard me.

I watched Andrea's hand as he removed the pack of black latex gloves from the table to put it inside a drawer.

"Alezandra?" he called seriously. The heaviness of his tone had me standing straighter as I met his eyes.

"Yes?"

"Is there anything that I will ask of you that you wouldn't do... for me?"

Andrea's eyes softened at the edges for a split second as I felt the air escape from my lungs. I thought about the question, repeated it over and over in my head while he stood frozen, awaiting my answer.

I swallowed.

"There is nothing that you could ask of me that I would deny you." I didn't stutter, didn't even hesitate.

"Good." Slowly, I watched as the corner of his mouth tugged upward slightly.

Quickly, he turned away to hide the smile. Oh, how he loved hearing how much I was willing to give to him, how far I was willing to go just to please him.

"Take your clothes off, monella."

My hands quickly hiked up the hem of my champagne dress. I heard a deep chuckle a few feet away, only to meet Andrea's eyes in a floor-to-ceiling mirror.

My cheeks heated with embarrassment. He must've seen how eager I was.

Jeez, I needed to get a grip on myself.

As soon as I was undressed, Andrea turned around, only keeping his eyes on my face. His gaze lingered, as if searching for any sign of hesitation. I totally got it‐ he was concerned, but I'd already asked my doctor. Everything was fine.

"On the bed," he ordered.

And I followed, like I always did.

He undid his tie first, removing it and folding it neatly before placing it on the nightstand. And I watched as he did this with every piece of clothing he was wearing. His muscles bulge beneath the low red lighting, and he looked like a beast, one that came with promises and unforgivable sins, one that was about to devour my soul and leave me empty, and I was ready to give it to him all. I was ready to get on my knees and use my mouth to worship him.

But this right here was enough for now.

Andrea made his way onto the king-size bed, the red silk sheets crinkled beneath us, and he only stopped when both his knees were on either sides of my hips, leaving his manhood pointing directly between my eyes.

"I'll take it easy on you, I promise." Andrea spoke softly, then as if to be sarcastic, he took up a metal collar that's attached to the headrailing by chains, real fucking chains.

I couldn't help but gasp at the coldness as he secured it around my neck.

At the sound of my surprise, Andrea's eyes shifted to where the sound had originated from. I lick my lips, and as if on cue, his dick pulsates as a bead of precum drips onto my chin.

"Fuck." He breathes, before climbing down and adjusting his hips between my legs.

My back arches off the bed when I felt the tip of his cock pushes into me.

"I was going to bound your hands and feet, but I can't wait any longer to be inside you."

With that said, he pumps into me with slow, powerful thrusts, each movement of his hips stealing my breath away.

"Oh, fuck..." My eyes fluttered close as I felt the knot already tightening in my lower belly.
Andrea's hands came to hook behind my knees, spreading my legs even wider and placing one leg upon his shoulder.

His pace increased, as the audible lewd sound of skin meeting skin grew louder by the second as he begins to take me rougher than before.

The king-sized bed shook with each thrust, and the headrailing collided with the wall‐ I felt him everywhere now, so deep it was starting to hurt a little...

"Ah!" A high-pitched moan echoed throughout the room as Andrea fucked me harder into the mattress. My pussy clenched around him, feeling the rigid edges of him pressed against me... his dick penetrating the depths of my pussy, my nipples pressed against his chest, and the sound of the chain links that held the metal collar around my throat.

I was so close...

My legs started shaking when Andrea reached down to rub my clit.

"I enjoy keeping you wet and fucking throbbing." His face was right above mine, his lips hovering the skin of my cheek.

"I love when you finally get what you fucking deserve after you’ve craved it for so long." Andrea leaves wet trails of kisses in his wake as his mouth dips into the valley of my breasts, all while he's fucking me senseless.

"I love the fucking mess you make after holding it in for so long."

"Oh God, I'm gonna cum!"

"Cum for me. Show me how much of a messy slut you are for me. How sticky your pussy gets from being so fucking drenched."

And that's all it took for me to clamp around him, shaking like a leaf. Andrea grunted before releasing his load with his cock still buried deep inside me.

"Fuck."