SIN WITH ME FOR JUST ONE NIGHT のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

“Pack your things and we go,”I couldn’t tell if he was being serious or if this was some twisted game he was playing but I wasn’t ready to be part of anything involving him.“No.”The word came out before I could stop it.Alessandro’s eyes darkened immediately and moved more nearer to me. Before I could retreat, his hand shot out and seized my jaw with a grip that sent a jolt straight down my spine. It was not harsh but firm enough to still my breath."Nikolai you know it that I don't usually repeating myself", His thumb brushed the edge of my lower lip as he leaned in, his voice a rasp of thunder."Alessandro not toda....", He didn’t allow me to finish my wordsHis lips instantly crashed into mine with a force that stole every breath from my lungs. It wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t sweet. It was raw, claiming, possessive as if he could silence every protest with a kiss.I struggled, at first.Not because I didn’t want it... but because I did. Too much. That terrified me more than his grip

“Tonight we are?” I echoed, mouth slightly agape.Alessandro’s eyes gleamed with amusement. “Yes.” His voice was a whisper against my ear as he stepped in close behind me, the heat of his body ghosting over my damp skin. “You can be shy the whole time if you want.”His lips brushed my earlobe. “I think it’s cute.”“Men aren’t cute,” I groaned, swatting at his hand half-heartedly as I pulled away to get dressed, my cheeks burning.“Whatever, let’s go,” I muttered, trying to sound casual as I turned away with cheeks still burning.Fifteen minutes later, we were gliding through the city in one of Alessandro’s sleek black cars. Antonio didn’t speak at all. Neither did Alessandro. Not at first. But his hand rested possessively on my thigh the whole way steady, warm, and impossible to ignore.When the car finally pulled up, my jaw almost hit the floor.Lucrezia.A place I’d only ever seen in magazines or overheard in whispered gossip. The kind of restaurant where celebrities dined behind ve

"I'm sorry, Niko, I'm sorry I let them take you, I'm sorry I wasn't there," his voice was so low, so hushed, it barely skimmed the edge of my hearing even though his mouth was right next to my ear. It wasn’t just soft it was broken, like a confession he didn’t know how to make.My whole body trembled, breath ragged and shallow. His warmth pressed against me and it was suffocating."No! You are not sorry!" I choked out through my sobs, my voice hoarse and raw. "I know I don't matter to you, I know I don't mean anything to anyone, least of all you!" The words spilled out like a wound tearing open, years of pain behind them, aching to be heard."Shh... I'll make it alright, I promise," he whispered, a vow carried in his breath.I tried to shake my head, tried to shake off the fantasy. "You can't! You can't." My voice cracked on the last word, brittle and hopeless."I will, I need you to trust me, okay?" he murmured, his lips brushing soft kisses against my temple, like he could press awa

I moved faster, chasing the pressure building between us, my moans falling freely as heat wrapped around every nerve. His name spilled from my lips like a prayer, and his grip on my hips tightened, guiding me harder, deeper.I felt him throb inside me, and my own climax crept closer, tension curling in my core until it was too much to bear.At that point, Alessandro decided to crank it up a notch. He held the back of my thighs, holding me in place and started slamming upwards into me at a brutal continuous speed."Holy fucking sh-." I screamed out, my breath hitch with each syllable as the air left my lungs and I was rendered incapable of finishing the sentence. Alessandro was relentless, thrusting into me until it felt like I was floating on a cloud of untainted pleasure with the inability to grip reality.I couldn’t stop the moans that spilled from my lips as he drove into me with relentless precision. Each thrust hit deeper, rougher, and it lit something inside me—something wild an

Why did I want to be spanked until my ass was raw?The idea of being completely consumed by him, of surrendering to the overwhelming force of his touch, sent a thrill through me. I wanted to be grabbed, to be held in a way that made every part of me burn. It felt dangerous, reckless and I hated myself for wanting it."Oh, you dirty little..." He murmured in realisation and paused, seeking any sort of objection to him finishing that sentence and when he didn't find any, he bent down eye level and whispered, "gay"I breathed out, feeling a strange euphoric feeling wash over me. My hand reached down to my dick, desperate and aching for any friction. Alessandro grabbed my wrist hard, almost bruising the skin but successfully stopping me."No. You're not allowed to." He was stern with his words and I nodded even though my dick was throbbing badly."Turn around, on your knees." He said softly, caressing my cheek with his knuckles. I knew what was coming -and I could sense he knew exactly ho