Chapter 10
Burning desires
"Crystal Fir Manor,"
I picked up the call, the number wasn't saved on my phone. I raised it to my ear, slightly confused.
"Wassup, Mila?" came a familiar voice from the other end.
"Who's this, please?" I asked, my brows furrowing. The voice definitely rang a bell.
"It's Jayden from Business Ethics class, Adams wants to speak to you." he said quickly.
Hey Mila. It's Adams speaking.
"Wassup? How are you doing? Where are you? I turned around and didn't see you. Hope you're alright? I even checked your dorm, couldn't find you anywhere. I didn't have your number, so Jayden from Business Ethics helped me out..."
He spoke fast, questions pouring out without pause. I couldn't even get a word in.
"Tell me where you are right now, I'll come pick you up," he added.
I hesitated, heart racing. "I'm good, Adams," I finally said, completely forgetting that "Alessandro" was still standing right there, fuming from our earlier argument.
The moment his name left my lips, I slapped a hand over my mouth, too late.
Alessandro's eyes narrowed. Without a word, he snatched the phone from my hand, ended the call, and shut it off. Then he pulled me closer, his grip firm and unreadable.
"Hey, Mamacita," he said, his voice deep and commanding, yet warm enough to make my pulse quicken. "Do you know why they call me The Viper? Because I forgive once, but never twice."
He lifted me effortlessly, my legs curling around his back as though they belonged there. "The second time," he murmured close to my ear, "I don't speak lessons…I show them."
He laid me gently on the bed, his broad chest pressing against mine as he leaned in, his power felt in every breath, yet his touch carried a strange tenderness that made fear and desire melt into one.
"I just warned you about him, didn't I? It's on you now that he called unexpectedly," he teased, a playful smirk tugging at his lips.
"Well," he said, pressing a soft kiss against mine, his touch gentle and warm. He leaned closer, his breath brushing my ear. "Can I?" he whispered.
"Can you what?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.
He smiled, eyes dark and unreadable. As he moved his hands to the button on my t-shirt too close to my boobs. "This," he murmured. "Can I?"
I couldn't bring myself to resist. My hand reached for the buttons of his shirt, my pulse racing.
"You may," I whispered back.
He gently caught my hands and lifted them above me, holding them there as his gaze locked onto mine, powerful, yet soft.
"Hold up," he said quietly. "I'll be right back."
I exhaled, heart pounding. Why is this happening again… after Adams? I thought, a hint of sadness mixing with confusion as he stepped away.
He returned back, carrying a wipe and what seems life a play sex rope.
"Damn," my inner goddess screamed as my pulse quickened.
"Sit up," he said gently but firmly. I obeyed, feeling the tension hum between us.
He guided me with slow, deliberate movements, his touch careful, almost reverent, as he cearfully undressed me leaving me with just my panties on, my boobs flashing the room.
"Lie down, face the bed" he whispered. I did as he said, the air thick with anticipation. He held my hands to the back and tied them up.
He stood up and left again, A moment later, the room dimmed until only a soft glow remained. Music played quietly in the background, the flicker of light dancing across the walls. The atmosphere felt both calm and charged, like the edge of something I couldn't name.
"On a scale of one to a hundred, how much do you… enjoy the your man taking control ?" he asked, his voice low and teasing.
My heart skipped a beat. Damn… I've always wondered about this. I hesitated, then replied, my voice soft but steady, "Eighty-five."
And bdsm do you love it he asked?? Yea I replied softly. Scale of one to hundred? Eight five i replied once again.
"Whoosh" "whoosh"
Aaah-ugh!
I screamed out to his whip landing on my butt, making scream out loud.
Damn!!! Bby your screams makes me hard he said with a cracking yet romantic voice.
He leaned down towards me, as he thrust his d*** inside of me.
Soft and warm, yet wet he said as he held my waist with both hand
"Mmm," "Hnn," "Ahh…"
Alessandro moaned out softly as he stricked with full force.
I bit down on the bedspread, unable to hold back any longer.
"Hnn… ahh…" I moaned softly, my body arching, not wanting him to stop.
"Hnn…," "Aahh…"
he moaned this time loudly yet tender and soft...
He kept spanking my ass as I cried for more.
"Yell for me, baby," he urged, his voice low and commanding. "Tell me you want more of me."
"Give me more, Al… Alessandro…" I whispered, my voice trembling.
"Louder!!!!" he growled.
"GIVE ME MORE, DADDY!" I cried, my heart racing, my words spilling out with all the need and longing I could muster.
After a long, heated moment, we finally collapsed against each other, our bodies tangled and hearts pounding. His arms wrapped around me, holding me close, as if letting go wasn't an option.
I rested my head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. The room was quiet except for our soft breaths, and somehow that made everything feel even more intense, like the world had narrowed down to just the two of us.
He brushed a stray hair from my face, his thumb lingering on my cheek. "You're incredible," he whispered, his voice low and full of awe.
I smiled, feeling warmth spread through me, not just from desire, but from the closeness, the trust, and the unspoken bond that had grown between us. "I think I could stay here forever," I murmured.
And for a moment, wrapped in his arms, with the soft glow of the room around us, it felt like we already were.
After the wonderful moments with Alessandro, we argued about whether I should switch my phone back on. After a bit of back-and-forth, we finally agreed that I would turn it on in the morning.
By morning, after a hearty breakfast and a romantic bath with Alessandro, I switched my phone on.
To my surprise, I had already missed several calls and received a bunch of messages, from Adams, Jayden, both of my roommates, and even my parents.
I hurried back to school, and by the time I opened my room door, I was shocked by who was there.