![]() Whether you like it or not, I’m coming for you in two days,” he said, the promise clear in his eyes and voice. “Ayla, stop being stubborn,” Alessio glared. “Exactly! Three fucking days of torture!” he growled, crossing his arms over his chest. “Alessio.” Placing my hand over his chest, I pushed him away. “You want my cock inside of you, don’t you? I know you’re wet right now, dripping for me.” ![]() He kissed, licked, and sucked until it was almost impossible to refuse him. “And if you stop being stubborn, you can do anything you like with it too.” He placed a kiss on my ear, his tongue moving downward to my neck, leaving a wet trail. ![]() You have every right to appreciate my body and call it whatever you like,” he muttered in my ear, his breath tickling me there. ![]() Alessio stalked toward me until he was standing in front of me, our bodies almost touching. ![]()
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