A Debt To Pay (Leone Legacy #1)

Chapter 62

Alessandro

21 Weeks Pregnant

A s I help Luci up the stairs, a boisterous voice works its way from the cockpit. No, it can’t be.

“You have a pregnant woman on this flight. If anything happens to her or the baby she’s carrying, my great-grandchild, my blood, I will do things to you that will haunt you in your sleep. Got it?” Fuck. The cold air coming in from the door must be what gives our arrival away as Geno pops his head out from yelling at the pilot. “Ah, Luciana! Here, let me help you get in and to your seat. You are absolutely glowing, purely bellissima. Alessandro, why aren’t you helping her more? She’s carrying your child.” All I wanted was a few hours with Luci on this flight. No family, no hospital, only us.

“He was helping me, but uh I guess.” She looks over her shoulder with a ‘What’s going on?’ expression as Geno leads her to a seat. Geno takes the seat next to her and I’m ready to throw a fit until he finishes the conversation, heading to the back room.

“We’re immensely blessed that you’re coming home with us. Alessandro told me everything that happened, and while none of it should have happened, you and this baby are okay and that’s what matters.” Luci stiffens when Geno places his hand on her belly and my lip twitches. Geno gets back up, adjusting his suit jacket before I could do something I’d regret.

“Now, I’ve had a long flight coming here to ensure everything goes smoothly on this flight back to Philadelphia. Do not disturb me unless someone is dying or we are going to crash.” I let my shoulders relax when Geno goes back into his private room. Perfect, Luci and I can finally be alone, kind of.

The second the seatbelt light turns off, I turn to Luci bringing my hand inwards on her thigh when her voice catches and she faces me.

“Alessandro, there are people around, and what about what Dr. Rossi said?” Her face turns bright red and I wonder how far down that flush on her skin goes.

“Then you need to be quiet. I’ve waited too long without you and I’m so hard I’m convinced I’ll explode if I’m not inside you. Now let me take my prize. Also, I won’t tell her if you won’t tell her.”

She traps my hand between her legs with how hard she presses them together. Words don’t escape her mouth as her eyes get wide, the hazel color fading with how dilated her pupils are. A hint of gold rims her pupils, radiating with obvious lust. “Tell me, Luci. Did Elio touch you? Did he get to touch what’s mine?” The question escapes my mouth before I have time to think about it. Do I want to know that answer? Only if it’s not what I want to hear.

“No.” Right answer. “I avoided his touch as much as possible and never slept next to him. I don’t want anyone except you.”

I stand, hovering over her as I separate her thighs and press my thumb on the thin layer of fabric between her sweet pussy and my finger. She grinds into my touch as I move, hoping to cause enough pleasure through her leggings. She groans when my touch dissipates and moves higher on the waistband of her leggings to pull them down. I pause at her bump for a second, processing everything I’ve missed before peeling them off her. I’m kneeling between her legs, mentally worshiping how magnificent her slick pussy is. Has pregnancy changed it or has my imagination not done it justice when I jerked myself these last few months?

I lean in and lick up her slit, pausing slightly at her clit to suck on it. She groans when I stop, pulling away to taunt her. “Remember, you have to be quiet, Luci. If you can’t do that, I’ll shove your panties in your mouth to muffle you. Is that what you want?”

The audible swallow in response makes me smirk as I think of her mouth stuffed with her panties. It’s almost as beautiful as when her mouth is stuffed full of my cock. “You want that.” Said as a statement, not a question, she turns an even brighter shade of red. I ball up her wet panties, pulling them to my face to smell before balling them up. Her scent is hypnotizing, and my cock leaks in response. “Open up.”

Her pouty lips part slightly for a second before fully opening so I can put her panties inside. It’s sexy when she’s silenced, forced to stay quiet while I make her fall apart for me. I dive into her pussy like a starved man eating for the first time in days. Her drenched, sweet pussy is heaven. Fuck. Has she always been this sweet? I palm myself, wanting to pump in my hand but refusing to take any time away from lasting deep inside her.

The force of her legs shaking makes me need to hold her still for the few seconds before she comes. I shove two fingers inside of her, curling them to meet that spot that pushes her off the edge. Muffled moans fall from her mouth, her panties quieting any sound she makes. I stand, my dick straining against my zipper when I pull Luci’s underwear from her mouth, a string of spit following.

“Take me out, Luci. Let me show you what you’ve been missing.” Her free hand fumbles with my belt and pants before grasping me, stroking my shaft as she spreads the bead of precum around the head.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” An overly excited nod is what she gives in response. “You have to stay quiet. Get on top of me. Ride me and take what you need from me. What we both need.”

She gets up, turning me around as she sets one knee on each side of my legs, hovering her sweet pussy above the head of my dick. I notice her shirt has risen, showing her swollen stomach. I’m forced out of my hypnosis with her slowly lowering herself onto me. “Fuck, Luci. I’m convinced you’re intent on torturing me.” She tightens against my length once I’m settled all the way inside her when she laughs.

“Wait. Wait. If you start moving now, I’ll come and I want to savor every moment of this.” I might as well be a dog with how I’m panting right now, hoping I don’t bust too soon. I pepper kisses all along her good shoulder, up her neck before capturing her mouth with mine. Her hips feel so good in my hands, thick and juicy, as I squeeze and grind my length into her.

The same laugh as earlier escapes her mouth as she rides without the assistance of my hands. “What happened to staying still so you didn’t come?” Dirty, dirty girl.

“Shut up and ride me, mio premio. Show me how much you missed me, how much this pussy missed me.” My eyes roll back in my head the second she moves up and down on my length. I swear, like everything else, she feels better than before she got taken away from me. The aggressive way I kiss her muffles any sound she gives in response. The vibration from her moans causes my balls to draw up and ropes of cum cover her walls before I can process that I’m about to come.

When I look down, cock still hard inside her, I realize my hands have moved from her hips to her stomach, my eyes freezing at the sight. She should have been around this whole time. We should be man and wife right now. I lean over, grabbing my pants as I pull something out of the pocket. “Promise me something.”

“Anything.”

I open the box holding her engagement ring, presenting it to her. “Marry me the second we get home. Fuck a wedding. We can get Father Angelo over later tonight. Be my wife.”

“You’re proposing to me while you’re inside of me?”

Yeah, not my best moment. “Does it change your answer?”

“There could have been better times, but it doesn’t change my answer. Yes, I’ll marry you tonight. I can’t wait to be your wife.” I slip the ring on her finger, kissing it like I’ve done so many times before.

“Good. Now shut up. I need to fuck you again. You haven’t come enough to make up for the months you’ve been gone.”

We’re both drenched in each other’s cum and sweat when the pilot comes over the speakers, letting us know we’re going to land soon.

A booming voice appears from behind the door. How long has he been waiting to say something? “Are you two done having pre-marital relations in my airplane yet? We’re about to land and I need to come sit down.” Fucking Geno.

Luci’s face flushes as she hides it behind her hands, Catholic shame obviously still a part of her psyche. Once we’re both dressed, Geno comes out. He gives me the same stare he did when I was caught de-flowering a potential client’s daughter when I was a teenager. That night, I ruined the business deal he was trying to make with the man who owned the most profitable European football team. I may not be afraid of what he’ll do anymore, but I laugh the same with the addition of Luci hiding in the crook of my arm.

Geno stands once we land, exiting the plane while I help Luci with the things I bought her before getting in our vehicle. I shoot off a text to Marco, Andrea, El, and Father Angelo letting them know what the plan is for tonight. Luci places her hand in mine, smiling sweetly, the blue in her eyes matching the glint of her ring as we drive home.

Finally, in a few hours, Luci will be my wife.