*INNOCENT TEMPTATIONS || 18+ 🔞 🔞 🔞 🔞*
_Episode 37_
ALEX POV
The two of them immediately turned at the sound of my voice. Gianna met my eyes for a little while, surprise flashing through them which I wouldn’t have seen if I wasn’t so focused on her. Her eyes were only on mine for a few seconds before they shifted back to anything else in the room.
Her friend—Celine, I think it was—broke the obviously tense air by clearing her throat and rising from her seat on Gianna’s hospital bed. “I’m going to go…” she trailed off, not meeting my eyes either. She bent down and whispered into Gianna’s ear and kissed the side of her face. “Will you be okay?” she asked and was instantly reassured by an encouraging smile.
She straightened up and I moved out of her way so she could exit but instead of walking out like I expected, she stared at me for a few seconds. “Don’t Fuçk it up.” Her tone was light but I knew, by the serious expression on her face that she meant the words and I nodded.
I closed the door behind her and took a deep breath before walking towards her. It was only five steps, but it felt like a mile, I couldn’t get closer soon enough. I cleared my throat and sat down on the small couch next to the bed. Awkward silence lingered in the air and I had no idea how to start a conversation like this but I knew I had to do it if I wanted to have any chance of getting Gianna back in my life.
“We should talk.” I told her, at the same time she spoke.
“What are you doing here Alex?”
She finally turned to me and I stared deeply into those brown eyes that I’ve grown accustomed too over the past few months. I could read her like an open book and by the emotions swirling around her orbs, I knew she felt hurt and angry.
“I needed to see if you were okay.” Which was true. As soon as I got the call I dropped everything and made my way here, almost gaining a few speeding tickets in the process. I immediately assumed the worst but from what I could see, it wasn’t all that bad. She looked like she always did despite a few eye bags that she didn’t usually have and a couple of scratches on the side of her cheek.
I frowned and lifted my hand, carefully grazing the marks and she hissed, pulling back from my touch. “What happened to you?” I asked, hoping I didn’t sound too anxious of the answer.
She chuckled lightly and avoided my gaze. “Not important.” She murmured, clearly still upset over our misunderstanding earlier.
I wasn’t an idiot. I knew I should’ve told her the second Sarah gave me the slightest hint that she was pregnant and I was a fool to string it along for that much time. I also knew I’d have to work extra hard to gain Gianna’s trust again. I wanted nothing more than to come out with it and tell her it was all one big Fuçked up lie—but if I wanted to fix everything between us this conversation had to be done the right way.
“Look at me.” I whispered, gripping her face in my hand and tugging it in my direction. “What happened?” I repeated, hoping she’d give me an answer this time.
she sighed and grabbed my hand, taking it off her warm skin and placing it between us so that I was no longer touching her. It hurt, but I tried not to let it show. “I’m not going to feed you some sob story for pity Alex. You have bigger responsibilities now.” Her voice was calm when she spoke but I knew what she was feeling was anything but calm.
The same storm in her eyes that lured me in was still there, as bright as day. I was desperate to know what happened to her, but I had to clear the air on my part before we took any more steps forward.
I smiled at her for the first time since I walked in and she frowned in return, confused at my change of mood. “I have so much to tell you.”
Seeing the relief flood through Gianna once I told her all about Sarah and her evil ploy to tie us together was the most fascinating thing I had ever witnessed. She was angry, I could tell. But this time, not at me.
“That psychopathic Bîtch.” She gasped, more to herself. I leaned back and placed my elbows against my knees, watching intently as she took everything in.
“So you aren’t having another baby?”
In as little time as I had known Gianna Vidal—I had never witnessed her as vulnerable as she was now. It made me want to pull her into my lap and kiss her until the flames I was so used to were back inside those mesmerizing eyes of hers.
“No, baby, I’m not.” Without hesitance, she pulled on my hand and I stumbled over to her, dropping into her warm, familiar embrace. I felt the tension in my shoulders immediately disappear as she hugged me for what was only a few minutes, but felt like forever.
I lifted my head from its spot in the crook of her neck and advanced closer to her lips, wanting nothing more than to lose myself in the soft feeling of them and with a light tap of encouragement on the back of my head, I filled the space between us and kissed my girl as if it were the last time I could.
It was here, in this moment that I knew my home wasn’t that big mansion on the other side of town, it wasn’t where I grew up in Italy as a little boy. It was wherever this woman and my kids were. Home was a feeling, not a place. And I felt it whenever I was surrounded by the people who I loved.
I knew this was crazy. Some would call it foolish, but Fuçk, I didn’t care. Not one bit. For now, I was happy, my kids would be happy—and that’s all that mattered. I could tell they loved her just as much as I did and getting used to her being in our lives more often was something they would eagerly accept.
It wouldn’t be easy, but I could handle that. I was in love with Gianna Vidal. And I wanted to scream it out to the whole world.
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“You sure you haven’t left anything?” I asked again, closing the door behind me.
“Yes Alex, you’ve asked me that about a hundred times now.” She giggled, flopping back onto one of the numerous couches in the living room.
“Just making sure.” I mumbled.
After ensuring Gianna was all set to leave the hospital, I gave her the option to come home with me or to be dropped off at her apartment, she chose the former. Something about ‘wanting to make up for lost time.’ I made a habit of asking if she was comfortable every few minutes and I couldn’t tell if I was being too overbearing—if that was the case, she hadn’t mentioned it.
I grabbed a glass of water from the kitchen and emptied out two pills from the little capsule she had. “Here, take this.” She swallowed the
meds and looked around the perimeter of the house as I sat next to her.
“Are you completely positive that you’re okay?” I couldn’t help but ask her again. After she filled me in on what got her into the hospital on the ride here I wanted to kill the bastard for even looking at her.
I hadn’t met Sarah’s son before. After the stories she constantly spewed about how awful the result of her first marriage was, I knew he wasn’t the type of company I wanted to keep.
It didn’t surprise me that crazy ran through her family but he had taken It too far. Part of me wondered if Sarah knew this was his plan all along. I shifted uneasily in my chair at the thought and redirected my mind onto something else.
“It’s so quiet.” Gianna observed, noticing the lack of cries and cartoons that usually buzz in the background.
“My sister took the kids till I got everything sorted around here and Sarah’s gone, hopefully for good.” My last statement brought an instant smile to her face and I chuckled, shaking my head.
“So we’re here all alone?” she asked, standing up before placing herself onto my lap. I quirked an eyebrow at her and she shrugged innocently.
“We are.” I confirmed, grasping her hips. She mumbled a sound of approval and began peppering light kisses to my jaw. I attempted to ignore the stir in my pant and pulled her away from me.
She glanced at me with confusion and I placed a hand on her cheek. “We don’t have to do this if you aren’t completely comfortable yet.”
Gianna rolled her eyes as if what I said was completely stupid and resumed her work on my slightly stubbled jaw. I usually opted for a freshly shaven face but couldn’t be bothered the past few days. Judging by the lack of complaints, I figured it suited me. “I need this right now.” She mumbled against my heated skin. My tongue darts out to wet my lips. “I’ve gone too long without you touching me, tasting me or Fuçking me and its driven me insane every day. I need this.” She didn’t need to convince me.
I let out a growl of approval when she began shifting slowly over my shaft. I didn’t want our first time in my house to be on my couch of all places, so without another thought I hooked her slender legs around my waist and carried her up the stairs, stopping every few seconds to lay wet kisses down the column of her throat, her soft Mõ@ns only spurring me on.
I dropped her onto my bed with a bounce and she squealed as I hurriedly got rid of the shirt on her body. I threw it somewhere across the room, my shirt following suit and I dropped to my knees in front of her, removing the plain white P@ntiës that she managed to pull off and make sëxy.
The view was indescribable. Me on my knees in the presence of a woman whose body deserved to be worshipped, loved and taken care of. A sense of pride washed through me knowing I could give her that.
I parted her wet pu$$¥ lips with two of my fingers and groaned at how ready she was for me. “Fuçk baby. You’re soaking.” I stared at her in awe and wet my lips, my ÇOçk strained in my pants, eager to be inside of her but I had to wait. I needed to taste what was mine first.
Without another wasted second, I leaned in and attached my lips to her pu$$¥, reveling in the way she Mõ@ned my name into the air. She grabbed my hair and selfishly used my tongue in the most erotic way I had ever experienced. “Yes yes yes.” She chanted. “Right there.”
My hand gripped my pulsating ÇOçk as I continued to devour her like she was the last meal on earth. My eyes caught hers and she removed her fingers from their grip on my hair and placing them on her pebbled N?pplës, playing with them while I watched. I could’ve came just by watching her help pleasure herself but I knew I wouldn’t be satisfied if I didn’t end up emptying myself into her at least once today.
“Fuçk Alex—I’m close, please don’t stop.” Her hips grinding against my face as well as the sight of her pert N?pplës had cvm pooling at the tip of my d_1ck.
I eased a finger into her tightness, adding onto the pleasure she was feeling and she cursed. With a few more pumps of my finger and one leisurely lick of her slit, she came all over my mouth, riding out her 0rg@zm on my face.
A few heavy breaths later, I got up from my place in between her legs. The feeling of her juices on my beard went unnoticed and I smiled happily. “You’re Fuçking heavenly, Gianna.” I whispered, placing a kiss onto her ribcage. She Mõ@ned tiredly and I chuckled pulling away from her and securing my pants around my hips.
“What are you doing?” she asked, leaning up on her elbows.
“Cleaning up.” I shrugged, moving to grab a warm towel from my bathroom before she stopped me with a tug on my arm.
“We aren’t done here. I still need that d_1ck.” She pushed me back onto the bed and unbuckled my tight pants, pulling them down along with my boxers and setting my erection free. “You’re so hard for me.” she murmured, stating the obvious and palming my ÇOçk in her hands. I shivered at the contact but it went unnoticed as she focused more on teasing me.
When she saw the needy expression on my face, she crawled onto me and lowered herself onto my awaiting hardness. The feeling of her tight, warm pu$$¥ enclosing on me was close to perfection. Fuçk. It was perfection.
We both took deep breaths as she lowered herself onto me, inch by inch until she was successfully stuffed. She exhaled lightly before moving up and down on my ÇOçk, she repeated the motion again and again, my hips rising to meet her bounces. Skin slapping against skin filled the room and the smell of sëx and sweat lingered all over us.
“Just like that baby, ride my ÇOçk.” I cooed, closing my eyes and placing my hands on her hips to take control. She circled her hips and bit down on her lip to control her Mõ@ns but I needed to hear her scream, which resulted in me Fuçking her harder and deeper. She was so tight around me and the new feeling made her clench.
“Fuçk, I’m gonna cvm again.” She purred, focusing on riding me into oblivion. “Please cvm inside of me.” the question flew out of her parted lips I scoffed. As if I wasn’t going to.
I started Fuçking her harder, dragging her onto my length as I continuously th-ru_sted into her until every inch of my ÇOçk was lodged so deep in her pu$$¥ I was sure she would feel me between her legs with every step she took for the next week.
We were Fuçking like animals. Hard, fast and needy, which was what we both needed right now. My hand found her enlarged çlit between us and I circled it with my thumb, bringing her closer to the edge for the second time tonight. “Whose pu$$¥ is this?” I asked her, surprising myself at how rough my voice sounded.
“Yours.” She Mõ@ned, shutting her eyes and tilting her head so far back I knew she was seeing stars. “Say it again.” The demand was clear as day and she repeated herself countless more times before I finally—finally felt her cvm so hard, it completely soaked my entire ÇOçk, coating my balls as it dribbled down my legs. With one last satisfied grunt, I did the same, shooting my entire load into her as she collapsed against me.
Our heavy breathing filled the air for a few minutes and she got off me and I tucked her into my side, stroking her hair which was slightly wet due to our previous activities.
Her snores filled the room instantly and I chuckled at how easy it was to tire her out.
With one last kiss to her forehead, I whispered the words I knew would change everything for us.
“I love you, too Gianna.”
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