Page 88 of A Debt to Pay

“Should we do something about this?” El and Marco are always fighting but I can tell this time is different.

“Fuck no. I’m not involving myself in whatever shit is going on with the three of them. Speaking of a baby though, I heard Dr. Rossi say your body is healed enough for me to enjoy you again.” Alessandro wraps himself around me, grabbing my ass as he grinds his partial erection into me.

“I mean yeah she said I could. But right now?”

His voice is deep, filled with seduction as he growls deep in his chest. “Yes, right now. I missed half of your pregnancy and Gia’s birth. I’m an impatient man. I want to see all of you when you’re pregnant. Let me fill you with my baby.”

“But Gia.”

Alessandro circles my body, stopping beside me, leaning down to whisper into my ear, “Is in her nursery asleep. You’re not getting out of this, Wife.”

“Are you sure you want kids that close in age?”

He groans in my ear as he pushes his hardening erection into my side, showing how ready he is for me. “And God said unto them, Be fruitful and multiply and replenish the earth, and subdue it.” I guess now I have another reason to go to confession according to my body’s reaction to his quote. And I called him a pervert. Pot meet kettle.

“Oh!” Without any words I drag Alessandro into his office, turning around to crash my lips into his while I struggle to unbuckle his pants. Why are these so hard to get off?

“Luci. Luci.” He grabs my hands, preventing me from undressing him. Did I hear him wrong? I thought he wanted to have me. “Come here, lay down on my desk.”

Alessandro leads me to his desk, bringing the hem of my dress up and over my head before kissing down my body as he rips my underwear down. He lifts me, my legs instinctually wrapping around him before he lays me out on his desk, pushing entirely into me until he’s fully sat inside of me.

He pauses inside of me, giving me the impression he doesn’t plan on moving anytime soon.“Do I feel good?” Alessandro has made it known that he loves my body post-pregnancy but this is new. What if it isn’t the same for him?

“Your pussy is divine, mio premio. So fucking tight around my shaft begging me to fill you with my baby. As I watch you grow from day one, seeing one baby inside you and another on your hip as I watch the product of my fertility.”

I wonder how gold my eyes are shining at his words and actions, a telltale sign of my arousal. When I reach up to grab my breasts, I’m reminded that it’s almost time to pump when a small drip of my milk comes out. Alessandro notices this and leans down to lick it up, moaning at how it tastes. He plays my body like a fiddle, moving his hands down until his thumb reaches my clit. Alessandro smirks, knowing that I’m close to falling apart for him.

“Yes, Luci. Come for me. Tighten and hold me in so I can’t move, forcing my cum to stay inside you.” That’s my undoing as I arch my back and come. “Fuck. That’s it.”

I sit up and grab Alessandro’s face before kissing him, reaching down to grab his balls in my hand and disrupting his rhythm.

“Holy shit. Do that again and keep doing that.” Once I start playing with him I know he’s about to come because of his short, unrhythmic thrusts. I know exactly what can be his undoing.

“Alessandro. Give me a baby. Give me your son.” He roars his release, pumping himself as deep as possible, like he’s trying to plug his cum inside me. His gentle kiss as he starts to soften turns this from hard and sexy to intimate and soft.

Alessandro pulls me close before pulling his face away from me but his eyes won’t leave mine. He takes his hand to stroke my cheek with his thumb before he grabs my left hand and kisses my ring.

“Ti amo, il mio premio.”

THE END