CHAPTER 25: ALLESSIO "BULLDOZER" CASCELLA

HAVEN'S POV

My fingers weave into his hair when he leans down to suckle one sensitive breast into his mouth. The way he did it was so intensely hard, and yet the fire that blazed from inside me was unmistakable.

His arms circled around and then he lifted me. I was expecting him to put me on top of his desk, but instead, he started to walk. When I felt him lower me into my feet, I held on to him in a desperate attempt to keep him close, not wanting the pleasure I'm feeling to stop. Not wanting what he's giving me to end.

My body buck in surprise when he bit my hard peak lightly. "Behave."

Allessio straightened, his eyes roaming around my disheveled appearance, the flush of heat on my cheeks, and the evident vibration of need trying to overcome me. The glint in his eyes tells me that he enjoys the view, knowing that it was him who put me in such a condition.

I realized that we were both at the farthest part of the room. One that has a floor-to-ceiling glass wall that has a panoramic view of the entire bar.

With my back on the cold glass, I look up to meet Allessio's gaze. "Daddy," I whimpered.

The corner of his lips went up, and he reached for my face to hold it tenderly. His finger went to my lips and I couldn't stop myself from flicking my tongue out. Whatever crossed his mind at the action appeared in his gaze, and it was enough to send a shiver run through me.

"On your knees, gattina."

I complied without missing a bit, and from how the burning in his eyes intensified, it was the right thing to do. The cold, hard floor that greets my knees was not the most comfortable feeling I had, and yet I didn't care. Not when, without taking his eyes off me, Allessio started to unbuckle his belt.

I have seen him, touched him, and felt him... but I have never really had the chance to be closely acquainted with that part of his anatomy. Not the way I imagine at least.

Allessio is all about giving everything to me and making everything about me. This is the first time that I'm seeing him act solely based on what he desires to do. And I love it... want it. I crave it even more than I yearn for what he could give me.

His hand went to my chin, and I felt him apply a bit of pressure. My lips automatically parted in response. "I want your mouth."

The aching between my legs surged to greater heights at the obvious need in his tone. Without hesitating and without taking my eyes off him, I lowered my head, my lips enclosing the head of his cock inside my warm mouth.

I didn't know what I was doing, but I have no plan to stop myself from trying. What I lack in experience, I make up with enthusiasm.

My efforts didn't go unnoticed. Allessio's hand went to the back of my head. His eyes were glaze and the veins bulging in his hands are inking his skin in a way that tells me that he's trying his hardest to resist the urge to ram himself deep inside my mouth.

I circled my tongue around the mushroom head of his cock, down to his straining length. I lick every bead of his pre-cum, finding the taste interesting and wanting more of it.

I didn't know how long I played with his shaft with just my tongue, and I don't know how long he just let me when he clearly wanted more. With my confidence growing as seconds passed, I tentatively enveloped him with my mouth again. My head started to bob up and down, taking more of him inch by inch until I felt him at the back of my throat.

He was so big that I don't know if it's possible to take all of him in. But I want to try.

Allessio's eyes closed, and I felt my heat pool with moisture as I watched him throw his head back a little as I tried to close the remaining gap of his cock that I hadn't taken yet.

This must be the reason why Allessio seems addicted going down on me. I already feel like I would not be far from him in his obsession. Just the idea of having this much power, to have the ability to give this much pleasure... it's intoxicating.

I took another inch, and my eyes started to water. There were still a few inches left, but I think I reached my limit. I feel a little disappointed, but the feeling soon disappeared when Allessio cupped my cheek. "Fuck, gattina. How can you be so perfect?"

I answered him by pulling back up and then pushing my head back down again. I did it repeatedly, each stroke going faster and faster. A rumble thundered in Allessio's chest, and at the next second, he pulled his length completely out of me, earning a moan of protest from me.

He pulled me up, his gaze fixed on my obviously swollen lips. "I like that you love my cock, baby. But I need to fuck you now so I could come with your tight pussy wringing every drop of it."

He spun me around so that I was facing the cold mirror, pushing me gently until my bare chest is leaning on the glass.

He hiked up the hem of my dress and I heard a low hum of appreciation vibrated from his throat as he put aside the small triangle covering my heat that I know for sure is soak and dripping.

Allessio's hand caress a path on my arm until he reaches my hand. Intertwining his fingers with mine, he placed them on the glass wall while I felt his other hand move to center the head of his cock on my entrance.

"Look at them," he whispered in my ear. "If only they could see how beautiful you are right now."

My lips parted open as I felt him slowly ease his length inside me, making me full of him. Allessio started to move, his fingers tightening his hold on me while the other went to my hip.

With our position, there was nothing for me to look at except for the people who were all busy partying on the dance floor. They were dancing to the beat of the music playing while they were getting hammered with the ongoing stream of alcoholic drinks. While here I am dancing with the music only Allessio and I could hear, being constantly hammered by the delicious glide of his length going in and out of me.

Allessio's thrust became more rampant and rougher that I couldn't hold in the scream that formed in my throat. He grunted behind me, his face on my neck. A scream tore from my throat when I felt his teeth sink into my neck without breaking the rhythm of his hard pounding.

"I want them to see you trembling with desire. I want them to see you coming apart with my cock inside you. I want them to see the look in your eyes while I fill you with my cum. I want to take pride knowing that I'm the one that gave everything to you."

He pulled his rod out of my heated core until only the head was still inside me before forcing it back inside until he's buried to the hilt.

"Too bad I'm too selfish to share all of that with anyone." His free hand went to my hair, tangling his fingers with it. I let out a soft whine when he tugged it so that my face was angled in a way that I could look at him. "I want to monopolize everything you can give me that not a part of you I will ever be willing to share."

He lean down and he claimed my lips in a devouring kiss as he continued to piston inside me. A wave of pleasure surged through me, overwhelming me with its power, leaving me writhing under Allessio's powerful strokes.

It wasn't long before another orgasm followed the first one, but this time Allessio also gave in to it with one last thrust. I felt his warm seed fill me until I'm in the danger of overflowing. But I didn't mind. I want all of it. All of him.

For a moment, there was nothing in the room but silence. We stayed where we were with him still inside me, trying to regain our breathing. When I felt like I was about to collapse with how much my knees were shaking, Allessio gently pulled away from me. I felt some of what he gave me drip down my legs, and by his quiet groan, I'm pretty sure it's a sight he quite enjoys.

"Cazzo. I don't think I will ever get over the sight of your pussy raw from fucking and full of my cum."

He turned me around and kissed me with a smile on his lips. He fixed my dress, but I don't need to look in the mirror to know that I look like I just had the most intense sex tonight.

He tucked himself back inside his pants, then pulled his zipper up. "Next time, I'll do it knowing that you're no longer on the pill." His wide hand spread on my stomach, and his lips went up from the corners.

The feeling that hugged my body was different this time. It was out of anticipation from the promise of his words. Even though I know that what we have is still in the early stages, I couldn't help but feel thrilled at the possibility of that future.

After my first time with him, Allessio scheduled me for a doctor's appointment. I've been on the pill ever since. He was tested, and he was clean. Not that there was ever a question about that. Allessio told me he had never gone ungloved with anyone except with me.

"Have someone told you that you're like a bulldozer? You should have been named Allessio "Bulldozer" Cascella."

Laughing, he bend down and carried me. I let out a shriek when he swatted my behind hard. He walked and placed me on top of his desk before he sat back on his chair. He parted my legs so that he could put himself between them.

"Why a bulldozer?" he asked with a grin.

I rolled my eyes. As if he didn't know. "You're talking about having a baby and all that, and we don't even have a label yet."

"A label?"

"You know? Like a label for our relationship? Are we just friends who sometimes fuck? Are we still on the dating stage? Are we like boyfriend or girlfriend?"

"I want to be your friend, your companion, and I want you to feel every day with me as if we're in the sweetest period of dating." He reached for my hand, and he flipped it so that he could kiss my palm. "But I'm too old to be a boyfriend, gattina."

"Then how do we call us? If someone asks... what will we tell them?"

"That you're my baby, and I'm your daddy. That you're my woman, and I'm your man." His hand traveled up my leg up to my thighs, and he followed the path with kisses. Putting one hand on each of my sides, he stood up slowly so that our faces were inches from each other. "That you're mine, the way I am all yours."