Ruined By My Brother's Best Friend (by Silverwriter) novel Chapter 283

Ruined By My Brothers Best Friend

ARABELLA’S POV

A shiver wrecked through me as Alvise stared down between my legs, his eyes darkening, and then. without warning, he latched his tongue onto my clit, and I screamed so loud I had to slap a hand over my mouth.

Alvise didn’t stop.

He moved his tongue up and down my sensitive nub, ravaging it like he was starved, his large hands working their way to my ass as he squeezed and fondled it, driving me insane.

A low groan rumbled through him as he scraped his teeth over my clit, and I buckled, my eyes rolling to the back as I pushed myself further into his mouth.

“Oh…” I moaned, yanking a chunk of my hair and pulling at it as he moved from my clit to my entrance, eating me out like he couldn’t get enough.

I couldn’t get enough.

Blue eyes found mine, and I shuddered, his eyes hooded as he held my gaze, latching his tongue in and out of my entrance, so deep I couldn’t take it anymore.

Alvise pulled back a little to stare at me again. “You’re fucking hot,” he rasped, and then, without warning, he covered me with his mouth, sucking so hard I yelped, my hands roaming through his hair.

The pleasure gathered, and I could feel myself hitting an orgasm, one so great I already shivered just thinking about it.

Alvise increased his pace slowly, and then he lost it, going in and out so fast I was a screaming mess.

“Alvise… I’m… close…”

That didn’t stop him.

He reached a hand for my breasts, twisting a nipple and using his other hand to lift my leg higher.

“Yes…” I moaned, and then I came, so hard I shook all through it, closing my eyes and marveling in the ecstasy.

Alvise didn’t stop.

He licked every drop of release, his tongue still working its way through my orgasm until it became too much, and I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Alvise… I can’t…”

He went at it for a few more seconds before he lifted his head, pulling back with his eyes still fixed on my clit.

“Better than I imagined,” he muttered under his breath.

I felt heat gathering between my legs again, my nipples hardening.

as a panting mess as I watched him, and slowly, he brought his eyes up to mine, the intensity and hunger in them so great that I reached for his collar and pulled him down so he was hovering over me, both his hands resting on each side of my head.

His lips were glistening with my release, and with his eyes still holding mine, he licked it.

Every drop of it.

I bit my lip at the sight, and then he groaned, leaning his face closer to mine.

“You’re a fucking seductress,” he murmured.

“Am I?” I asked, running my fingers through his shirt, undoing the buttons, but he grabbed it, his dark eyes narrowing.

“What do you want, Arabella?”

I didn’t think twice.

“I want you.”

My eyes dropped to the sculpted muscles beneath his shirt, and I swallowed. “Now.”

Alvise pressed his lips to mine, and I hummed, slipping my hand under his shirt and feeling each hard muscle, trailing my nails over it.

The kiss was slow, soft, and addictive, with him trapping my bottom lip between his teeth and sucking lightly until it no longer was.

Alvise changed the tempo, and then he kissed rough and fast, cupping each of my breasts and squeezing, pulling, and pinching my nipples.

It was like I was going insane.

I undid the rest of his buttons and felt every inch of his skin, satisfied with the way he tensed, his muscles hardening under my touch and the kiss suddenly slowing.

I nodded, looking down at him, the sight of him reminding me of the first and last time we were intimate and how I could still feel him days later.

Alvise’s hands twitched by his sides, and I looked up to see him watching me.

“Why are you being so careful?” I asked because I knew he was holding back.

I could see it.

He ran a finger across his lips, and then, like something in him snapped, he pushed me down on the bed, pulling me up toward the top of it.

“Have you been with anyone since then?”

I knew what he meant, and even though I wanted to pull his legs and say yes, I shook my head, the seriousness in his eyes not one I wanted to mess with.

Alvise didn’t look surprised, and I frowned.

“Why aren’t you shocked?”

He smiled. It was barely visible, but it was there, and it made my heart flutter.

Because I already knew.”

My eyes widened, and I opened my mouth to speak, but he pulled down his boxer briefs, releasing his huge cock, and I gasped.

I reached for it, and the moment I touched it, a knock sounded on the door, making my face fall.

Talk about the timing.

Alvise kept his eyes on me, so I dragged my finger over his tip, making him tense.

He snapped out of his control and raised my legs over his shoulder, pulling my hands away as he stroked himself once, twice, before positioning himself at my entrance.

Just when his tip rubbed over my clit and I trembled, the knock sounded again, and Andrei’s voice flitted into the room.

“Pakhan, there’s a bit of a commotion downstairs.”