♥ Chapter 54♥

Isabella Conti


Friday.

10:50.
Alessio's House. Bedroom. Portevecchio.

Even though I'm hesitating, I hold his hand and pull him towards the upstairs. The sensation of his hand in mine is both comforting and terrifying. I'm glad he doesn't pull his hand back, he just follows me to his bedroom, his presence still overwhelming and intense.

Every step we take seems to echo in the hallway, the silence between us filled with uncertainty. My mind races with thoughts and fears, but I force myself to continue, knowing that this is the only way to show him how much I care, how these days apart were for something greater.

When we reach his bedroom door, I stop for a moment, looking at him with eyes full of nervousness and determination.

"Can you wait here? When I'm ready, I'll call you in." His expression becomes even colder. "Please, Alessio. I promise you'll understand the reason."

He tsked and sighed.

"Fine."

I step into the room and close the door, leaving him outside. Quickly, I take off my clothes and search my bag for the sexy outfit my friends bought for me. It's a delicate and provocative black lace lingerie set with a garter belt that accentuates my curves. I get dressed as quickly as possible, put on the high heels, and grab my phone with the music we chose. I glance around the room and quickly drag the leather armchair to the center of the room.

"Ready, everything's ready." I take a deep breath and look at the door. "You can come in, Alessio." I say a bit loudly so he can hear.

My heart races as he opens the door, and I see the surprise in his eyes when he sees me dressed like this.

"Don't say anything." I quickly say, seeing he was about to speak. "Just sit here." I point to the armchair.

He does as I ask, sitting down without taking his eyes off me. Every move I make is accompanied by his intense gaze. I approach my phone and press play on the music, turning to face him.

"This is the reason I stayed away." I close my eyes and begin to follow the rhythm of the music.

I let the music guide me, allowing each beat to resonate through my body. I start dancing, moving slowly and sensually, my hips swaying with the melody. My hands travel over my body, exploring my curves, while my eyes remain closed, immersing myself in the music and the moment.

I take a step forward, my heels echoing in the room, and then I begin to spin gently, letting my hair fall over my shoulders. I feel the tension in the air rise, every movement of mine meticulously planned to provoke and seduce. I open my eyes and see Alessio watching me intensely, his eyes shining with a mix of desire and lust.

I approach him slowly, moving my hips in a mesmerizing rhythm. I get close enough to feel the heat of his body but keep a distance that leaves him wanting more. I run my fingers lightly over his arm, just a soft touch, before pulling away again, spinning in place and continuing my dance.

The music becomes more intense, and my movements follow, becoming bolder and more sensual. My body bends forward, fingers gliding over my skin, and then I straighten up, letting the lace lingerie highlight every contour of my body. My breathing merges with the melody, and I can feel the tension between us growing with each second.

Finally, I approach him again, this time stopping right in front of him. I look into his eyes, allowing him to see all the desire and determination in me.

"This is why I stayed away." I whisper, my voice filled with emotion and intensity. "I was learning to dance for you."

"More." His voice is a command, and I'm confused for a moment, but I see the burning desire in his eyes. "Dance more for me."

I feel my body tingle at the sound of his voice and the glimmer in his eyes. My heart races, and a wave of excitement runs through my body. I take a step back, letting the music guide me again. His eyes follow me, each of my movements intensifying the lust I see growing within him.

I start dancing again, this time with more confidence and sensuality. My hips sway with the beat of the music, and my hands slide over my body, exploring my curves provocatively. My eyes never leave his, maintaining the connection between us.

I slowly lower myself to the floor, moving my body with grace and sensuality. My knees touch the floor gently, and I start crawling towards him, each movement calculated to provoke and seduce. My hands and knees glide over the floor, and my eyes remain fixed on his, which now gleam with an almost palpable desire.

When I get close enough, I stop for a moment, allowing him to see every detail of the lace lingerie I'm wearing. His eyes roam over my body, and I can feel the heat of his gaze like a physical touch. He's completely focused on me, his desire evident in the way he watches me.

I move closer, crawling up to his legs. My hands slide slowly up his thighs, reaching his groin. His response is immediate; I can see the control slipping from his eyes. The touch is light, teasing, but it's enough to make the tension explode.

He loses control. In a quick and desperate move, Alessio pulls me up, his hands firm on my arms. Our bodies collide, and before I can process what's happening, his lips are on mine, kissing me with overwhelming intensity. The kiss is fierce, full of desire, possession, and longing, as if he's trying to claim me again.

I feel his hands sliding down my back, holding me tightly as our bodies press against each other. My heart beats wildly, and a wave of pleasure and excitement rushes through my body. Every second of the kiss is a mix of passion and need, as if we're trying to make up for the time we spent apart.

The intensity of the moment is almost overwhelming, and I can feel his desire spreading through me, igniting every nerve in my body. We separate for a brief moment, just to catch our breath, but the look in his eyes says it all. He's nowhere near finished.

"You drive me crazy, Isabella." He murmurs against my lips, his voice hoarse with desire. "Look." He pulls away slightly from me, his eyes burning with passion and hunger. "You made me come in my pants, precious. In my thirty-eight years, I've never had an orgasm in my pants. But get ready, my love. Because the second orgasm is going to be inside you."