AN ENTANGLED AFFAIR

Chapter 005

The breath left Carissa's lungs. What did he mean by that? Good heavens!

Alessandro immediately noticed her discomfort and tried to soothe her.

"Just teasing you sweetheart. Relax. I believe you wanted to have a drink before that son of a b***h came to trouble you".

"Yes sir". Carissa gulped when she saw the effect her rescuer had on the man.

"About that, thank you for saving me back there". She looked up from his chest where she was cradled by him.

"It's nothing love. I've been quite attracted to you since you came in. Yunno this place happened to be pretty boring but then you came along, added beauty to the night and became my center of interest. When I saw that rat bother you, I couldn't help but save my damsel in distress. So fret not my love".

There was something about his accent that Carissa loved.

He called the thug that had talked to the man that had bothered Carissa earlier and asked that the bartender be called.

Carissa placed her order and Alessandro whispered to the bartender to add some hard spirit to the drink. He needed her drunk. Her body had been too inviting and he couldn't help but yield.

"You must be new around here". He tried starting a conversation.

"Yes I am. Came into New York a day ago with my best friend. He suggested we come here".

She listened to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. Little did she know that she was sitting close to one of the most dangerous men in New York.

"The guy you came with....is....your best friend?"

Alessandro had thought he was her date and they were on a business meeting when he went upstairs with some other guy.

"Yeah..he is. Is there any problem?"

"Nothing of such. I just thought he was your boyfriend".

She laughed. It was mirthful.

"Ethan avoids the opposite gender like a plague. He would never do anything with a girl. I'm the only girl in his life besides his mother".

"He's gay then?"

"Sure".

The drinks were brought and Alessandro engaged her in a conversation and watched her take shot after shot. He kept ordering for more drinks till she got drunk. Just the moment he had been waiting for.

He signaled his thug who cleared the way to the VIP exit door. Alessandro carries Carissa's bridal style to his car while his thug carries her belongings- her purse and phone.

He orders his driver to drive them to his private Villa. Once he gets there, he carries her out and she stirs in his arms. Her eyes slowly opened.

"My knight in shining armor". She slurred.

"How can I repay the kindness? ''. She tried to adapt to his accent.

"Soon my love. You shall".

He took her to his guest room and laid her down on the bed. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and she sat up.

"You're so yummy". She bit her lip seductively.

Alessandro flung his shoes right away, revealing his toned abs and 8packs.

Carissa, no longer in control of her own body nor actions crossed the room seductively and met with Alessandro. Giving him a seductive look and smile, she leaned down and licked his n*****s. Alessandro watched her movements slowly. Next she unlatched his belt and threw it to a far corner of the room. She then knelt down slowly, maintaining eye contact with him and grabbed his zipper with her teeth. Slowly, she glided it down and pushed down his trousers. His big c**k sprang out.

Alessandro grabbed her by the neck, raised her up and slammed her against the wall. He kissed her hungrily and grabbed her boobs, squeezing it as she moaned in ecstasy into his mouth. With a surge of energy, he grabbed the neckline of her cloth and ripped her dress in two. Her boobs glistened from the lace cups and he gave it a good lick.

Carissa's fingers found it's way into his hair and she combed it, encouraging him as he loosed her bra, setting her boobs free.

"You're so beautiful". He murmured as his fingers found their way into her already wet p***y.

She gasped. When he inserted two fingers, the pain registered some sense into her.

"I'm a virgin". She murmured.

"I promise it'll be an exciting and pain free experience".

He tore her pants and she immediately straddled him. His hard d**k pressed against her but his boxer briefs seemed as a huge barrier.

He threw her on the bed and she immediately sat up on her knees. He discarded his briefs and met her in the middle of the King sized bed. Their lips molded in a synchronized manner. His hands grabbed her boobs and he immediately recalled his first imagination of them back at the club but first he needed to be wet and her mouth could do a good job.

"Suck!" He commanded as he bent her head towards his waiting c**k.

She took him into the base. For a virgin, he was surprised that she had a deep throat. He grabbed her hair, guiding her slowly at first and then faster. His c**k was already wet with her saliva.

"Lay back". He commanded and she did. He grabbed her two boobs, squeezed them together and passed his d**k in between them. She moaned out loud in ecstasy. This man was a master at foreplay.

After their rounds of foreplay, Carissa was already weary and her c**t tingled in anticipation of his big fat c**k. When he first entered her, he took his time to enter in and out slowly. The pain was unbearable but she couldn't overpower him. She was too sober. He rode her till she passed out.

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She groaned loudly and grabbed her head. The throbbing was out of this world. Hangover! She slowly but surely opened her eyes. Everything was hazy at first and then it started clearing. She was met with a white ceiling that made her head spin.

She sat up and looked slowly around. Where the hell was she and how did she get there? She recalled going to the club with Ethan, he left her with some dude. She went to get some drinks, got bullied and then saved. She went to sit with her savior and thank him. He offered to buy her a drink. That was the last thing she could recall.

She caught sight of her ripped cloth on the floor and realization hit her.

"Oh no no!" She muttered standing upright.

She was naked so she dragged the covers with her. This led to a more clear realization of what had happened because right there in the center of the huge bed was a crimson red stain. Her blood. The proof of her innocence.

Tears streamed down Carissa's face. She had just lost her virginity to a stranger who funny enough was nowhere to be found.