CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 4

Although Sally was here, sucking my dick. But it didn't excite me as I was excited back when I saw Valeria's naked body. Even when I didn't touch her, I was rock hard, so hard that my dick began to hurt.

“Stop, stop.” I said, pulling my dick out of her mouth.”

“What happened?”

“Leave.” Her mouth hung open. “Now,” I said while handing her a stack of hundred-dollar bills. She quietly grabbed her clothes and left. I got into the cold shower. The tiny droplets immediately started wetting my body. I stared at my hard dick that was refusing to go down.

I grabbed it gently and started working my way up and down. My heartbeat accelerated, and a throaty groan escaped my lips. I was imagining Valeria bending down and taking all my length, even if she gagged I wouldn't care and punish that pretty little mouth on my cock.

My pace quickened and I closed my eyes as I neared my orgasm. Fuck. Just then, loads of cum, everywhere. On the floor, on the tiled wall. My heartbeat slowed and I finally got out of the shower.

I got inside my car and headed to the club, where I was meeting someone. Upon arrival, I saw Valeria entering. What the fuck is she doing here?

We were upstairs, talking but my mind was somewhere else. I chose a spot where I could see Valeria. She stood there, talking to some guys who clearly looked like they were in a gang. How stupid can she be? Why would she go there?

“Mr Alessandro, are you listening?”

“Uh yeah, continue.” Fuck no I'm not listening, those guys are up to something. She…she's leaving with them? Oh hell no.

“Hey, send me these through email, I'll check them.”

“But sir.” I didn't stick around to listen, I just dashed downstairs, blocking them from going out.

“Let her go.” My voice was sharp and deep, I wasn't joking around.

“Listen, man, mind your business. The lady wants to come with us.” I know this is wrong, but obviously, these guys are in a gang, and I don't want war, so this is the only way to avoid it.

“The lady is my girlfriend, and I don't like other men touching my woman, hands off now.” Gang leaders are particularly strict with their women. It's an unspoken rule that other gang leaders can not claim another gang leader's woman unless that gang leader died in a war.

“Boss, he has the tattoo.” One of them said to the boss. I'm sure he figured that I was also in a gang. They let go of her and left.

I dragged her inside the car with me. I was so furious, but I didn't want to lash out at her.

“Do you know how dangerous those guys were? Anything could've happened to you. You could've been r…” I couldn't even say that word. The thought of her screaming and these men laughing as they had their way with her sounded like an absolute fucking nightmare.

Why would she do this to herself? Those guys could've sold her off, and she could've been killed. And her organs would've been harvested and sold.

How could she be this careless? And where the fuck is Sandor? Why isn't he with her taking care of her? This is why I always say that Sandor is incompetent, if I hadn't stepped in today, God knows what would've happened to her.

“Does Sandor know you're here? Why did you go to them? Do you even know where they were taking you?” My words got stuck in my throat as she grabbed me by the face and pressed her lips on mine, making me freeze. I…felt her, she touched me and I felt her. Am I dreaming?

I actually felt her touch. Or am I also drunk?

Her lips were soft and wet as she kissed me. I could smell her breath, she had been drugged. I grabbed her hand gently and pulled away from her. She blinked slowly, fuck, I turned from her.

“Let's get you home,” I murmured as I drove off. She tossed uncomfortably on the seat, showing that whatever they put in the fucking drink was starting to take effect. I increased the AC because I realised that she had started sweating.

We got to my place in no time. Sandor's place was far away so I brought her to mine. I helped her out of the car and into the house. Her hand made its way up my neck and I was instantly covered in goosebumps. Hell no, I wasn't intoxicated or anything, I was actually feeling Valeria's touch.

For 20 years I lived with this neurological condition. I couldn't feel anything. Everything felt numb, pain was nothing, and emotions were almost nonexistent to me. But Valeria, I felt her when she touched me. Her warm, soft hand.

How is she doing all this? First, I became infatuated with her and hunted her down, and now, I can feel her touch without being overstimulated.

I placed her on the bed and was about to leave when she grabbed my wrist. Fuck, she needs to stop doing that. She climbed off the bed slowly, sensually, almost like she was teasing me.

She suddenly got on her knees and pulled my pants down. Holy fuck, I know I'm supposed to stop her but I also want this. I want to fuck her so bad.

She stared into my eyes as she brought out my dick from my boxers. She bit her lips seductively and wrapped her lips around my dick. “Fuuuck.” I cursed as my head fell back. My heart was beating so fast that I thought it was about to jump out of my chest.

Her tongue swirled around my dick, and then she buried my dick deep inside her mouth. Her warm mouth almost threw me off the edge. Her mouth was so fucking inviting, and at this moment, I wanted her all to myself.

My hand slipped into her hair as I pulled her closer, she gagged but didn't stop. Her pretty little mouth was bright red and drooling. She bobbed her head up and down, sucking me off like her life depended on it and I was losing my mind over how good it was.

A wave of pleasure hit me and I came…hard. I grunted as my orgasm hit me. My body pulsed, my dick twitched, and I gripped her hair roughly, but she didn't protest.

“Fuck, Valeria,” I said in a hoarse voice. She looked me in the eye and swallowed, every bit of it, fuck. Just then, her body went limp, and I caught her just before she fell and placed her on the bed.

Fuck, what did I just do? I let my brother's girlfriend suck me off, fuck.