Chapter 6

"Alessandra D'Santi, you haven't answered my question. Will you come with me tonight, yes or yes?" Paulina asked, smiling, as she prepared breakfast in her apartment. "If you say so..." "Well, are you coming with me or not?" "My dear Paulina Ambrosio, tonight you and I are going to PARTY." ****** "PAUL! This is too short, I can't go out like this," Alessandra exclaimed, horrified, as she looked at the red jumpsuit that Paulina had chosen for her to wear. "Oh, Ale, don't be paranoid. It's mid-thigh length, not showing too much skin, very discreet, and it looks gorgeous on you. With your spectacular body, everything looks good on you. Plus, we're going to a club, not a church." An hour later, Alessandra was completely ready. She had put on the red jumpsuit and paired it with a gold clutch and sandals of the same tone. She styled her hair, left it loose and falling in waves down her back, she put on more makeup than usual, nothing exaggerated, and finished off the look with red lipstick. She looked stunningly beautiful. Without further delay, they set off for the club. Once they parked, they headed to the entrance of the nightclub, soon to enter and get lost in the crowd. The place was packed and the music was blasting in their ears. They made their way to the table where Bruno, Vittorio, and other guys, including women, were already seated. "Finally, the most beautiful girls in all of London have arrived, and in red, fantastic," Bruno said mischievously, raising both eyebrows as he approached to greet them. He greeted them with a kiss on both cheeks and then led them to the table with the rest of the group. "Vittorio!" Paulina squealed when she spotted the handsome blond with blue eyes. "Hello, Pau," he replied with a smile, greeting her with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Good evening, Mr. Lombardo," Alessandra greeted somewhat nervously when he fixed his eyes on her. "Alessandra, we're not in the office, so you can just call me by my name, you don't have to be so formal here," he said with a smile. "That's what I told her, but she didn't listen to me," Paulina added. "See, Ale, I told you Vitto is a sweetheart." Alessandra smiled calmly. "By the way, you both look great," he commented, observing them. "You look beautiful," he praised. They finished introducing Alessandra to the rest of the group, all immediately getting into the party mood. "And what are we waiting for to dance? We are wasting time here", Bruno said suddenly, taking Alessandra's hand and leading her to the dance floor. "That's what I say, why are we still sitting? " Vittorio supported him, taking Paulina with him. They headed to the dance floor in pairs and the others joined them. Alessandra felt inhibited at first, but soon, the good music flooded her senses and she let herself be carried away by Bruno's expert steps. The little alcohol she had ingested in the margarita a few minutes ago began to take effect on her body, she felt without shame, without inhibitions, and danced freely, spinning, twirling, and laughing energetically with every crazy thing her partner said. In a moment when her body sensually turned, leaving her back to Bruno, her heart and breathing abruptly stopped, damn it, Dominic Lombardo was there, in front of her, next to the bar, and looking at her. How could she not imagine that he could be there? OH MY GOD! She soon felt her heart go from a moderately calm state to beating wildly as if it had gone crazy. He was so handsome, damn, why was that man so attractive? The magnate's eyes were fixed on her, on her body, her legs, her sexy movements, he couldn't stop watching her since she arrived, damn, how beautiful and fascinating that woman was and he, he desired her, he desired her like a madman. His plans were being delayed too much and when Bruno told him they would go to that club and she would be there, he didn't hesitate to attend. That night was the right one, that night, he was going to tell her what he wanted, that night, she would be his and he was sure she would accept because no woman could resist him. But, damn, he felt desperate to get between her legs, to run every inch of her white skin, to enjoy her with patience, with ardor, with passion, to savor her intimacy so slowly, to the point of driving her crazy and hear her moan his name, begging him to sink into her depths, he wanted to feel how her generous breasts would fill his hands, kiss her until she was breathless and finally, enter her, fill her and rock inside her until both were satisfied with the utmost pleasure it would provoke. Just thinking about it made him feel hard, about to explode and the bulge in his pants began to hurt. He was no longer so sure that one night would be enough, he had to admit that she intrigued him, a lot, perhaps her false innocence was what attracted him so much, although many others had wanted to do the same, pretend shyness, inexperience to get his attention and in bed, they surprised him so much, that they turned out to be as perverted as him. What he was certainly clear about was that none, absolutely none of those women, aroused his interest as much as she did, that's why he had to fuck her once and for all, he didn't like to dedicate so many thoughts to just one woman. He also didn't like that Bruno was so close to her when he set his sights on a woman, he didn't like another man pretending to her, at least not while he got what he wanted, then he didn't care, they could do whatever they wanted with them, but while he was conquering, no one, not even his best friend, could set his eyes on the same woman. Tired of dancing so much, they all returned to the table and it was the perfect opportunity that Dominic saw to approach. Alessandra was on the verge of a nervous breakdown, without needing to see him, she could feel him close, behind her, she felt his perfume, the one that was still impregnated in the clothes she wore on Friday to go to the office, that intoxicating smell that she felt on her body all night before. Her senses were alerted when she heard his seductive voice while greeting her brother, Bruno, and even more so when their eyes met. " Miss D'Santi," he said in a whisper, offering his perfumed hand. Alessandra swallowed hard. That had seemed like a purr. GOD! " Mr. Lombardo " she replied, with a tremor in her voice. As she held his hand, she felt him lightly squeeze her wrist and when she looked more closely at his face, she noticed in his eyes, that damn and strange lustful gleam that made her pussy wet. "I'm going to the bathroom for a moment", announced Alessandra, encountering that unsettling gaze again. She got lost in the crowd looking for an exit and came across a door that she didn't know where it led, but she was sure that any place away from him and everything that was causing her, was better than staying there. Silence and calm invaded her as she moved away, leaving only an annoying ringing in her ears, she went out into what seemed to be a hallway, went down some stairs, opened another door, and soon found herself in the back of the club. "God, God, God, this can't be happening to me, I need to be myself again, I have to avoid at all costs feeling what I'm feeling, I can't be like this," she whispered very softly. Little did she know that she was not alone. Dominic was standing right behind her, admiring her entire body. The jumpsuit she was wearing was a far cry from the formal clothes she wore at the office. Even those usually stirred up lustful thoughts in his mind, not to mention this casual and sexy jumpsuit that had made his dick go hard when he saw her dancing just minutes ago. His greedy eyes ran down the entire length of her body and lingered on the exposed part of her thighs. Hmmm. Those thighs were round, thick, and smooth. He licked his lips as he imagined his rock-hard cock being imprisoned between those thighs as he released spurt after spurt of his cum on her pussy. It would be mind-blowing, to say the least. He wanted this woman and he wanted her badly... right now... right here... anywhere. He was sure that this was pretty much a trap she had set for him and he would gladly jump into it, which would certainly lead to his hard cock slamming into her wet pussy. Swiftly moving forward, he wrapped both his arms around her generous hips, pulled her closer, and whispered in her ear, “Talking to yourself, hmmm?” For a moment, Alessandra stiffened in shock, and this gave Dominic ample opportunity to caress her body and breathe in her lovely scent. But just as his cock was urging him to go even further, Alessandra jumped out of his arms. Before he could say anything, she whirled around and lifted her hand as if to punch him. But her hand hung in mid-air when she saw who it was. “Mr. Lombardo?” she gasped in surprise and breathed a sigh of relief. For a moment there, she thought it was a stranger who had snuck up on her to take advantage of her.