The Billionaire’s Prodigal Wife
Chapter 50

She was furious. She was going to strangle him using her own two hands and then revive him just to yell at him. “Alessandro!” she screeched from her closet.

“What?” as if conjured out of thin air he appeared, eying her naked body hungrily.

“Where are all my clothes? My closet is empty. I have to go to work!” She scrambled looking for her towel which had fallen while she was pulling on all the drawers.

“You are not going to work, Doctor Wright gave explicit instructions of no work for a week,” his golden eyes glared back at her as if daring her to argue with him “and your clothes were thrown into boxes and sent to goodwill,” he grimaced, “and I’m certain they will throw it all out.”

“I had some nice things,” she argued struggling to wrap herself up in the towel with one hand.

“If you did, I never came across them,” he countered. “I even found a skirt which Savannah told me you bought in Milan, and it must have been from a clearance rack or a thrift store in Milan and I didn’t even know Milan had a thrift store.”

“You threw out my skirt because another designer’s name was on it,” she accused. “I bought things to mix and match.”

“You bought all mixes, no match,” he countered, and he grinned saucily, “and my wife is not wearing anything with that bastard’s name on it.” He reached out with two fingers and tugged her towel. “I like this look better.”

“I cannot go around naked all the time Alessandro,” she flushed brightly under his intense scrutiny.

“I did save the dress we went dancing in,” he motioned to the solitary item he left hanging, “and your wounds need to air out,” he let his gaze travel over her breasts.

“I’ll take you shopping if you stop sulking.”

His eyes were not anywhere near her face, so she had no idea how he knew she was sulking. “My eyes are up here buddy,” she tugged back at her towel.

She shuffled uncomfortably. Just his gaze was turning her on and it had been too long since they’d been intimate. She looked at him curiously, knowing her words were going to affect him, “I’m curious if the three month no-s*x offer is now off the table?”

He sucked in a breath and finally allowed his gaze to travel above her collarbone to meet her languid eyes. “No, it is still on the table. I gave you, my word.”

“Is it negotiable?”

“Yes, if you need more time, just say so,” he ruefully wrapped her back up in the towel, “Do not think because I’m ogling you, I am forgetting I gave my word. Besides, you’re hurting, and it would be all one sided, I think.”

“I’d be happy to just lay there,” she mumbled as he started to walk away from her.

“Come again?” he turned back on his heel and looked at her, his eyes deepening in color.

“I wish,” she grumbled and then met his gaze as he exhaled slowly at the double entendre of her words. She burned under the smolder, “I mean, you could do all the work. I’d be okay with it.”

“Is that so?” he dared her to repeat herself.

“If I’m not allowed to go to work and I have no clothes, I may as well take advantage of the situation. I’m all naked and everything,” she purposefully looked down at her chest. “It’s cold in here, isn’t it?”

“Get on the bed now,” he ordered and slapped her naked behind playfully as she raced past him.

She crawled onto the bed, careful of her arm, grateful her dizziness was already gone after only two days.

He was unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it over the chair before she had even reached the pillows, his pants were kicked off with ferocity. Her eyed devoured his golden skin and she licked her lips unconsciously. Her eyes flicked to wear he was pulling his boxer briefs away from his body.

“I’m so glad I’m not the only one anxious,” she eyed the way his body was standing proudly just from contemplating her words.

“My love, I would wait a thousand days for you, but I would prefer not to,” he held no remorse as he peeled his socks off and threw them carelessly across the room. He eyed her carefully. “We may need to make a plan in case I hurt you. Do you need a safe word?”

“I don’t want to know how my husband knows what a safe word is,” she bit the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing at his expression. “I mean I know what it is because, well, Savannah, but you?”

“I have watched a lot of television shows,” his eyes danced wickedly.

“Internet shows you mean,” she retorted and yelped as he tugged her down the bed, so she was laying flat. “Hey careful mister, I’m supposed to just lay here. You have one job, make me feel incredible.” She bossed him for the first time.

“Care to give me instructions? It’s been a long time and I’m not sure I remember what I’m supposed to do,” he was grinning wickedly as his hands roved up her calves along her thighs, before massaging back down to her calves.

She fought the blush she knew was staining her cheeks as she tried to be daring, “I have lots of bruises and scratches. Maybe you could start by kissing them all better?” She pointed to the large bruise running from her ribcage to the underside of her breast from where she’d landed on the metal frame of her table. “This one is especially tender. You should take your time.”

“Mackenna,” he paused as he nudged her knees apart and knelt between them, his excitement on full display between them. “Know at any time, you tell me to stop, and I will. I do not want any regrets, especially given some of our more recent,” he groped for the right word, “escapades, left you upset after.”

“Alessandro, I’m all in,” she met his eyes feverishly, “and if you aren’t soon, I’m probably going to spontaneously combust.” She reached out and rubbed his forearm above where his hands gripped her h**s. “I’ve really missed you.”

The sigh of relief escaping his mouth made her pause, “Hey,” she reached forward with her hand and cupped his cheek, “I’m done running Alessandro. I’m not going to disappear tomorrow. I love you. I mean, I know I can live without you. I simply don’t want to.”

His eyes misted at her reassurances, “point out all the places needing some TLC and I’ll do my very best to ease some of your pain.”

She sighed as he lay her back against the pillows and pressed a k**s to her forehead where the bruise was. He trailed butterfly k****s along her cheek, down her jawbone and onto the sensitive spot on her neck. His tongue lathed while his lips sucked where her pulse beat furiously at the base of her throat, and he reveled in the m**n he elicited.

Her uninjured hand roamed over his bare back as he moved his body beside her to move his lips along her collar bone and then trailed over the tiny nicks and scratches still resting on her torso. He paid meticulous attention to every spot she pointed out and he made sure no inch of her bare skin was left untouched.

“Alessandro,” she begged as his tongue licked down her low belly and towards her middle. As his tongue teased and tormented the most sensitive spot on her body and she arched toward him on the bed, his laugh was hot against her inflamed flesh. “Alessandro, stop teasing and get up here.”

She tugged his hair urgently, but he simply took her hand and twined his fingers between his and held it captive while he coaxed the response from her body he was wanting. As she arched her back under his stroke, he added his fingers to where his mouth thrilled her body. Instantly the added pressure of his touch had her spiraling out of control, and she bucked wildly under his mastery of her.

She panted as she felt him slink his body up along hers, resting his elbows on either side of her head and she opened her eyes.

“Need to say your safe word yet?” he teased her stroking her shoulder just above her bandage. “We can stop now if you want.”

“No, we absolutely can’t,” she tried to catch her breath and accepted his lingering k**s. “I need more Alessandro.” Her blue eyes begged for him to join them.

He was inside her before she had even finished saying his name and she whimpered as he pushed upward and deep. “Okay?” He asked quietly in her ear. “Not hurting you?”

“Only in every single best way possible,” she wrapped her feet around his calves and then sobbed when he started to pull away. “Where are you going?”

He did a press-up off her pillow and stared seriously at her face. “I don’t have protection with me Mackenna. It didn’t dawn on me until right now. My love, you’re not protected.” He held her gaze seriously. “We were careless once before and you got hurt because of it.”

Her breath caught at the raw emotion on his face. “I wasn’t the only one hurt Alessandro. You got hurt too.” As he started to pull away from her, she dug her heels into his legs. “I don’t want to stop.”

“What if,” he couldn’t bring himself to ask and closed his eyes.

“Then it does, and if it doesn’t, then it doesn’t. I’m happy either way. I love you. I want your baby Alessandro. If you’re not ready, I understand and we can stop until you can run to a drug store but I,” she wiped a tear off her cheek. “I’ve been thinking of nothing else but trying again since the morning I woke up with you after we went dancing.”

His tears dripped unchecked from his cheek to land on hers. “You’re certain Mackenna. I don’t want you to feel it’s the heat of the moment and you don’t want to upset me.”

“I’ll only be upset if you’re doing something you don’t want to do,” she promised him, not breaking eye contact with him, aware his body was unmoving over hers.

“There is no pressure from me,” he reassured her, “but Mackenna, I want nothing more in this world than to see you with my baby in your belly.”

She wriggled under him then and grinned, “then get to work. We’re talking way too much for two people stark naked in a bed literally joined at the h**s.”

“Some things need to be discussed,” he g*****d as she tilted her h**s, drawing him in deeper. “Damn Mackenna keep doing what you’re doing, and we’ll be done before we even start.”

She whispered mischievously in his ear, “then we’ll just have to do it all again a second time.”

He pressed his mouth against hers urgently, silencing her and stealing her breath. He kissed her passionately, drawing her breath from her lungs as he plundered the sweet moist heat of her mouth. He began a slow rhythmic pattern of movement where they were joined while he kissed her. Her fingers dug into his hair, as he loved her long and slow, taking his time to bring her to a tempestuous climax.

When she tore her mouth from his to bury her face in his neck as she felt his back stiffen above her, she clenched her body tight around him, drawing him deep to her body, wrapping her arm around him and her legs adjusted around his h**s.

They lay breathless, Alessandro collapsed atop her, and he nuzzled her neck. “Tell me again,” he whispered in her ear.

“Tell you what?” they had shared so much she was confused by his request.

“You’re done running and when we get out of this bed, you’re not going to hate me for what we just did.”

She turned her eyes to meet his face resting on her pillow. His eyes were closed, and she tapped his cheek. “Alessandro, look at me please.”

He opened his eyes and she saw a vulnerability which made her heart ache. “My love, I love you and I’m not going anywhere.”

“Promise,” he begged her suddenly.

“Well,” she teased lightly, “I’m sure you’ll infuriate me at some point, but I’ll tell you the names of all my favorite coffee shops in the area. You’ll know where to come replace me.”

“Deal,” he rolled on his back and pulled her, so she was laying completely on top of him, her head resting on his chest. He kissed the top of her head. “Are you sure you’re okay with the fact we may have just made a baby?”

“I hope we did,” she lifted her chin and rested it on a closed fist upon his hard pectoral muscles. “I’m ready. I’m still sad about all I lost but I’m ready to start moving forward too.” She grinned with a hint of devilry, “though, if we didn’t, I look forward to trying again and again and again.” She wriggled her eyebrows suggestively.

“I love you,” he whispered as he held her gaze stroking her hair. “I have missed holding you like this for so long.”

“I love you too,” she squirmed up his body to k**s his mouth lingeringly.

Later as she lay with her head pressed to his chest, she remembered she had no clothes. “Alessandro, what am I going to do about clothes? I can’t go anywhere with only a little black dress and no underwear.”

“My darling, do you really think I’d let you parade all over the place with no clothes, especially with both of our security teams in and out of the apartment?” He hugged her tight. “I saved you an outfit. Go get dressed. I have a surprise for you.”