Chapter Eight
Alonzo kept staring at her. Tessa didn’t like being in his part of the house, nor did she like the way her body came alive under his touch, even after everything she knew about him. This wasn’t what she wanted.
Part of her still wanted to hate him.
To be disgusted by what he allowed to happen under his roof.
Just one look at Jessica, a real look, he’d have seen the damage that bastard was doing. But … she had ignored it herself, and it sickened her.
Her father wouldn’t have stood by.
“I’d like to leave,” she said.
Alonzo shook his head. “That’s not happening.”
“Why?”
“You don’t get to leave. You don’t get to do that.”
“I don’t have some fancy name. I’m not part of this. I can leave if I want.” She stared at him, and he put his hands in his pockets. He looked so damn attractive, so … Alonzo. Her body tightened. Her nipples puckered, and she felt an ache in her pussy.
This man had gotten under her skin.
He made her ache, made her want him even though every single part of her brain was screaming at her to get the hell out.
“I don’t want to be part of this. You weren’t going to do anything. You think I can stand around watching something like that?”
“We have rules we must follow.”
“Screw the rules. You’re saying if a wife was getting beaten and raped by her husband and you knew it, you’d not do anything? You’d not make it stop?”
“Tessa, you don’t know the way our world works.”
“You wouldn’t do anything!” She screamed each word.
“It can get us killed!” This time he yelled right back at her.
Tears filled her eyes, but she wasn’t backing down. “No. I don’t believe that. No man should be allowed to ever hurt a woman or to lay a hand on her.”
“You think your father was any different?” he asked, advancing toward her.
She gasped. “Don’t you dare bring him into this. He wouldn’t have stood by.”
“He did.” Alonzo stood right in front of her.
“I don’t believe you.”
“Like all good soldiers and all good men that serve us, when it comes to a man and a woman, no one steps in. No one threatens war. Not over a woman. Do you even realize how many people will die if that happens?”
“I don’t believe you.”
“This world is full of bad men, Tessa. Bad men that do bad things. We’re not good. I never claimed to be good, but I am not a coward. I will never back down from a fight or from a loved one. Your father, he was a good man, but he knew how the world works. You don’t interfere, ever.”
They were both panting, and she glared at him.
He held her arms, and she didn’t even fight him. His eyes were so dark they were almost black.
Alonzo tugged her to him, and she cried out as his lips landed on hers. He gripped the back of her head, his fingers digging into her. She pushed against his shirt even as she moaned into his mouth.
The fight left her as his tongue traced across her lips, and she was kissing him back with a passion that startled her. She didn’t want to let him go.
Alonzo walked them back until she was pressed against the hard wall, his body trapping her.
Within seconds he was tearing at her shirt, breaking the kiss so that he could lift it up over her head, tossing it to one side. His hands were on her waist, holding her in place as he attacked her mouth. It felt so good to be owned by him. To have him touching her, driving her wild, filling her with ecstasy.
She tugged on his shirt, buttons spraying everywhere.
With her nails, she scored his flesh, relishing his moans.
“Fuck, baby, that’s it. I don’t give a fuck if you hate me right now. Know that I’m not letting you go.”
“I hate this world.”
“Be my guest. You think I don’t hate it? You think I like the rules?”
“Leave it then. Change it.”
“I can’t. The only way to leave the Zanetti is in death.”
She didn’t want him to die. Cupping his cheeks, she pulled him back in for a kiss. She couldn’t think of him as being dead.
At this moment, she didn’t like him, but she wouldn’t wish him dead.
As she slid her tongue across his lips, he opened up, and she plunged inside, kissing him back.
Once again, Alonzo broke the kiss. He knelt down before her, cupping her ass as he tugged on the pants she wore. Kicking them to one side, he held one of her legs over his shoulder.
Her pussy opened, and as his mouth latched onto her clit, she cried out his name.
“Watch me lick this sweet pussy, Tessa. Watch me own it.” He slid his tongue between her folds, stroking over her clit then down to fuck inside her.
She wanted to close her eyes but also watch him.
His instructions were simple. She had to watch him touch her, to bring her body alight with his touch.
Fingers teased at her entrance, sliding in and out. She felt one digit, then a second before he had her stretched with three fingers. His lips were over her clit, sucking on it. The pleasure was intense, and she felt full but wanted his cock for depth. To feel him fucking her, taking her, driving her crazy with need.
“I could lick your cunt all day long, baby. So fucking good. So mine,” he said, speaking against her pussy.
He pulled his fingers from her cunt and trailed them back, stroking over her anus. At first, she tensed, not really sure what the hell was going on. He didn’t let up in touching her back there, even as he trailed his tongue to her entrance and fucked her with it.
In and out.
She cried out, gasping his name.
One finger stroking her ass pressed forward, and she cried out as he began to enter her. At first, it burned. She’d never had anyone tease her ass or stroke it.
The sensation was out of this world. She couldn’t focus on anyone or anything. The wall wasn’t enough support, and she clenched her hand into a fist.
“You like my finger in your ass, Tessa?” She couldn’t answer him. “That’s okay. Your body doesn’t lie, and I know how much it’s loving it. Your pussy is so wet. I can’t wait to put my cock inside you.”
She shook her head. “That’s not possible.”
He chuckled. “Oh, my sweet, little ex-virgin. You have no idea how very much possible it is. You pussy. Your ass. Your mouth. Even your tits can take my cock, and of course you can make me come with your hands. There’s so much for you to learn, but you don’t have to worry about a thing. I’m going to teach you everything.”
His finger was all the way inside her ass, and he started to add a second. His tongue stroked over her clit.
There was pain, but it wasn’t a bad kind of pain.
She loved the feeling of being full, but she wanted his cock inside her.
“My needy woman wants me, don’t you?”
She bit her lip. How could he know exactly what she was thinking? Feeling? He couldn’t be a mind reader.
He chuckled against her pussy, his tongue playing with her clit.
“I’m no mind reader, baby, but what I am, is right. You want me. You want my cock deep inside you.” He pulled his fingers from her pussy and ass. “Take off my clothes.”
With shaking fingers, she removed the rest of his clothes. The shirt was destroyed unless she sewed all the buttons back on it.
She could do it; she just didn’t know if it would be something he would want.
“That’s it. Now, my boxers.”
He wore a pair of black boxer briefs. The hard ridge of his cock was outlined in the front. He was so long, so thick, and she wanted to taste him the way he had her. When she pulled the boxers from his body, his cock stood out. The tip was already slick with pre-cum, and it seemed to pulse.
Staring at it now, she had to wonder how he fit inside her.
“You want to taste my cock, baby?”
She stared up at him. Kneeling on the floor in front of him, she wondered just how much of this man she could truly possess.
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Every single time she nibbled her lip, it made Alonzo’s cock ache to be inside her mouth. Wrapping his fingers around his dick, he watched her.
Tessa couldn’t help but watch him as he played with himself.
“Open your lips.”
He expected her to deny him, to give him a bit of a fight. Like always, Tessa surprised him.
She opened her lips, and he stepped forward, placing his cock at her mouth.
Suddenly, she pulled away. “I don’t know what I’m doing.”
Now that as a prelude to a blowjob was one of the sexiest things he’d ever heard. “I’ll tell you what to do.”
He loved how fucking innocent she was. She belonged to him, and right now, she could hate him. It wasn’t like he was happy with everything that went on in his world.
“Open your lips,” he said.
She did the same as before. Her eyes were on him as he placed the head at her mouth.
“Don’t use your teeth. Just feel it.” He slid in a couple of inches.
Her eyes seemed to go wide. He pulled out.
“You’re so big.”
“That’s what every man wants to hear.” He saw her pretty little blush. “I won’t hurt you. Remember that.”
With his cock back in her mouth, he rocked back and forth, allowing her to get accustomed to the feel of him.
“Give me your hand.”
He placed her hand around his length.
“Touch me, Tessa. I want to feel you enjoying this as much as I am. Your hands and mouth feel so fucking good.”
Her tongue licked over his hole, and she moaned around his length.
Gritting his teeth, he focused on instructing her, on telling her what he wanted and how he wanted it rather than just filling her mouth full with his cum.
She was so new at this.
It shouldn’t feel this good.
It’s because she is so different.
She’s not like other women.
You like her, asshole.
Stroking her hair back from her face, he thrust a bit more until he hit her throat. Again, another moan, and as he his cock got deep again, she swallowed.
Wrapping her hair around his fist, he didn’t tighten his hold, but he guided her over his cock, taking more of him.
Without his instruction, she began to move her hand up and down over his dick, working his cock.
Pumping into her mouth, he knew it wasn’t going to be long before he came. He’d rather have his cum in her pussy where he could get her pregnant, but stopping right now was not possible.
His balls tightened.
“Baby, I’m going to come in your mouth. Don’t swallow. Just don’t fucking swallow.”
He saw stars as he came.
Holding his cock against her lips, he spilled his release into her mouth, wave upon wave flooding her. He saw his cum filling her. She didn’t swallow one drop.
Once he was done, he pulled back.
“Show me.”
She tilted her head back and let him see.
“Now swallow.”
She closed her mouth, and he watched her throat working.
“Show me.”
She opened her lips, and there was her empty mouth.
“Good girl. My turn.” He picked her up, helping her to her feet, walking her back until they were in his bedroom.
Dropping her on the bed, he followed her down, taking one of her hard nipples into his mouth. He sucked on it, flicking his tongue across the peak before biting down onto it.
She cried out, her back arching up.
Sliding a hand down her body, he cupped her between her thighs, finding her wet heat. She coated his fingers with her cream, and he groaned. “I love how wet you are for me.” He sucked on her other nipple, working two fingers inside her greedy pussy.
She rocked back and forth, her fingers running through his hair, gripping tightly to the strands.
He didn’t linger too long at her tits, kissing down her body, past her belly button and between her thighs.
Spreading the lips of her sex open, he teased her clit, circling the hard bud. She tasted so damn good.
He was already addicted, and would be doing this again and often.
Gliding his tongue down, he plunged inside her.
His cock was already hard again. He wanted to take her. To fuck away all of their problems. To forget what had happened today.
Pressing a kiss to her clit, he flipped her over with his hands on her hips.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
He didn’t answer her. Gripping his cock, he placed it at her entrance and slid in. Her cries filled the air and he closed his eyes, basking in the pulse of her sweet cunt.
Caressing the curves of her ass, he opened his eyes as he spread her cheeks wide. His cock was nestled balls deep inside her pretty cunt.
When he slid out, her cream covered his length.
It was all the evidence he needed to know she wanted this. Regardless of what she was saying, she craved this.
Pulling out of her until only the head of his cock remained, he held her hips tightly as he fucked her, plunging in and out, not giving her a chance to get accustomed to his dick. Over and over he pounded her sweet pussy.
She grew wetter with each hard fuck inside her.
Stroking his fingers through her wetness, he drew them back to her anus, coating her once again.
He began to play with her asshole as he drove inside her. He pushed a single finger deep in her ass, working it in and out with the rhythm of his cock. She tightened around him.
“You see, Tessa, a virgin you may be, but I know what you crave. I know that even as you hate me or at least hate what I am, I know you want my cock. You want my lips. You want what only I can give you.” Ramming inside her pussy, he relished her cries of passion. Each sound echoed off the walls, calling to him.
He was driven by her, wanting to fuck her, to drive her wild the way she did him.
“There’s not going to be any other man for you, Tessa. I’m your fucking world now. If you think you can run from me, I’ll find you. If you think there’s someone else that could ever want you more, they can’t. I fucking own you, every single part of you.” He added a second finger to her ass. “And if I ever find another man who thinks he can lay his hands on you, I’ll fucking kill him. Don’t ever forget who you belong to, Tessa. You’re mine. You’ll always be mine.”
With his other hand, he worked it between her thighs, stroking her clit.
She came with just a few strokes of his fingers, the sounds of her pleasure driving his own. He fucked her with his fingers in her ass. One day, he’d fuck her ass. He’d work his dick inside every single part of her.
Closing his eyes, he slammed in once more, and spilled his seed deep inside her pussy. He held himself to the hilt, hoping that this time she fell pregnant. It would be so much easier to keep her if she did.
He waited for her to take every single drop of his cum before pulling away.
As he did so, some of his seed fell out, and he pushed it back inside her, needing to mark her as his own.
“I’ll be back.”
He left her on the bed, going to the bathroom. Washing his hands, he dampened a towel and took it out to the bedroom.
Tessa was tiptoeing out of the room.
“Seriously?” he asked.
She didn’t get far as she tried to run. He wrapped an arm around her waist, picked her up, and carried her to the bed.
He pushed her on her stomach. Keeping one hand near her neck, he used his other to lift her. Wiping her pussy of his excess cream, he then worked on her ass, cleaning her up from her own cum. With that out of the way, he tossed the towel away, wrapped his arms around her, and held her close.
“You can hate me, Tessa. I expect you to. I told you, I’m not a good man, but you’re not going.”
“You can’t keep me here against my will.”
He chuckled. “You seem to like telling me what I can and cannot do. You should learn by now that I do what I want.”
“You’re impossible.”
“Admit it, Tessa. You want me.”
She stayed silent.
“Okay, admit you don’t like me.”
She didn’t say anything.
He laughed. “You’re so damn stubborn.” He kissed her neck. “Don’t worry. I can work with stubborn.”
“Why can’t you let me go?” she asked.
“Because deep down, I know you don’t want that.” And neither did he.