Alessandro suddenly broke the kiss and pulled back.
He straightened up, rising from the bed, leaving Elena panting and needy beneath him. Her lips chased his for a second, her body arching up instinctively, desperate for his weight, his heat, his mouth.
She whimpered softly when he moved away, eyes glassy and confused.
Why did he stop…?
Alessandro stood at the edge of the bed, breathing hard, staring down at her like a man barely holding onto control. He shrugged off his jacket, letting it drop to the floor. His fingers moved to his belt, slowly unbuckling it while his eyes stayed locked on hers.
Elena's breath hitched. She could clearly see the massive bulge straining against his pants — thick, heavy, and obscenely large. It made her mouth water and her pussy clench.
He pulled the belt free and tossed it aside, then started unbuttoning his black dress shirt. One button after another. When he shrugged it off, Elena's eyes widened.
