Chapter 96 Submitting.
Chapter 96 Submitting.
°~Alexandra's P.O.V~°
The grass felt good beneath my bare feet, the cool breeze brushing against my skin as the wind picked up, rustling the hem of my tiny sundress.
I could smell Andrea's cologne growing stronger by the second. Right on time, just like every other day. He smelled so damn good, and so did the grapevines.
I took a deep breath, filling my lungs with the earthy scent before slowly exhaling. My hand found my barely-there baby bump, my fingers stroking over it gently. The morning sickness had subsided and lately I'd started feeling the faintest little flutters every now and then... or maybe it was just my mind playing tricks on me. Either way, I couldn't help but smile at the thought of it.
This place had been such a breath of fresh air after living in New York. Even though we were surrounded by acres of land, the nearest town was still about a forty-minute drive away.
I rarely ever left the estate. It felt like its own little world, like a castle tucked away from everything else. I still remembered how I'd spent my first week here exploring every inch of it. With nothing to do and boredom almost driving me insane. I'd wandered through every room, storeroom, hallway, nook and cranny of the west wing.
Liam would spend most of his days in the barn with the farmers who catered for the animals.
I on the other hand was hopelessly addicted to the gardens ever since I discovered it. I couldn't seem to stay away. It had started with the occasional stroll just to pass time but somewhere along the way it became part of my daily routine. I'd spend hours wandering the winding paths and admiring the flowers, not to mention listening to the birds and soaking in the peace that seemed to exist only here.
Andrea had even rearranged the gardeners' schedule around the times I usually came out so no one would disturb me.
How sweet was that?
My hand drifted over the gentle swell of my belly, a smile tugging at my lips.
I couldn't wait to see a tiny person running barefoot through the gardens, laughing as she chased butterflies...
She...
That was the other thing. I could feel it in my guts that we're having a babygirl, literally.
The thought alone filled my chest with a warmth I never wanted to lose.
As the days went by Liam was starting to feel the loneliness that came with this place. Ever since we left New York he'd been continuing school online. As boring as that would be for any child who was used to having friends to interact with, now all he did was complete his lessons on the platform they'd specifically created for him and join video calls with his teachers.
I felt so bad for the kid. I'd been trying to find a school nearby, but none of them were suitable because of the language barrier. Andrea had been so caught up with work, and with the lawsuit hanging over our heads by a thread, he hadn't even noticed the little changes in Liam's attitude.
Sighing, I wandered farther into the vineyards. This area was more secluded, making it much harder to spot from the upper floors of the manor.
The workers who tended the vineyard had already left for the day. It was late in the afternoon, just after four and this was usually the time I'd see Andrea's car pulling into the driveway.
Lately he'd been spending long hours at the office here in Greece, coming home anywhere between four and seven.
Andrea never tried to stop me whenever I walked past him, instead he'd simply follow me out to the gardens where we'd talk about how his day had gone then I'd tell him all about mine. After that he'd usually spend a few hours with Liam before heading to our room later in the night, only after checking in with a few of the house staff. The man had been so busy lately. The company was keeping him on his toes, not to mention the Blacks.
This evening I decided we should do something different instead of our usual routine. That's how I ended up wandering through the beautiful vineyard in a light sundress Andrea had bought me a few days ago. He'd insisted it would suit me perfectly, and he'd be able to rip it easily and tonight I was contemplating on testing that theory... It is a beautiful dress after all.
As if on cue, the wind picked up, sending a cool breeze through the vineyard. The strong aroma of men's cologne was almost suffocating- he smells so fucking good...
Goosebumps raced across my skin, my pulse quickening as I smiled to myself. I knew Andrea was following a few feet behind matching my pace without a word. Even without looking over my shoulder I could feel his presence.
There was something thrilling about knowing he was there, letting me lead the way.
So close...
My fingers found the delicate straps of my dress, easing them off my shoulders until the fabric slipped lower. I paused for a moment feeling the slightly chilled evening breeze on my skin, my nipples grew unbearably hard and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up.
Finally, I turned around finding Andrea standing a few feet away. His hands were buried deep inside his pockets, his attention fixed on me- his eyes drinking in my nakedness in amusement as the vineyard swayed gently around us.
"Madre di Dio, piccola."
"Is this what you want? Allora... for me to fuck you in the grass and the dirt?"
Slowly, his mouth widen with a grin, eyes murky with lust.
Without uttering a sound, I slowly sank to the grass, getting on my knees, I was now eye level with the bulge forming in his pants.
"Please, I need you..." My voice barely above a whisper, but he heard my plea.
A dark, hungry smile touches his lips at my words, the possessiveness in him finally fully unlocking.
Andrea closed the gap between us and quickly undid his belt, button and zipper. Pushing his trousers down a little, his gaze fell on me once more.
"I shouldn't, not when you're this fragile, but I need to know I'm still the only one who can make you submit like this."
With a low growl, he wrapped his hand around the head of his cock, fisting it hard.
"Open." With one command, my lips parted capturing his precum, his dick shoving my thoughts elsewhere as I focused on Andrea fucking my mouth.
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