Page 2 of Alessia
Camilla wears a short black lace dress that leaves little to the imagination. Judging by the horde of men around her it’s exactly what they want.
“Gianni, my dear, are you having fun tonight?” Camilla walks up to me with a smile on her face and sways her hips with every step, the men behind her are ogling her ass.
I plaster on a fake smile, “Yes of course Camilla, you always host the best parties. So sad that Leo isn’t here to join us in the fun.”
“Oh, that isn’t something to be sad about,” she replies with a cheeky grin. “I have something very special planned especially for you tonight.”
“Camilla, you shouldn’t have.” I coo at her. Her hand lands on my chest and she rakes her fingers up and down. Her parties always have some form of entertainment in the adult sense of the word. Sometimes it’s something we can all enjoy, sometimes she arranges something more private.
“You wait right here I’ll go and get it so that this party can truly start.” The look in her eyes in downright sinister before she walks away and up the grand staircase.
It only takes a few minutes for Camilla to return and behind her walks a girl in a red dress, her head is bowed down and her eyes are glued to the back of Camilla’s shoes so I can’t see her face.
“Gianni, meet Alessia, my stepdaughter. Alessia wanted to meet my friends. She promised to be well-behaved and at your service.” Camilla’s tone is stern as she looks at Alessia. “Go on girl, introduce yourself to him.” She nudges Alessia towards me.
Her eyes lift up from the floor and she looks at me. The vision that greets me is one I could only dream of. Gorgeous curly brown hair, icy blue eyes, full pink lips and her face is oval shaped and perfectly symmetrical.
“Hi, I’m Alessia.” She whispers so softly I can barely hear it.
I placemy finger below her chin and tip her face up so she can meet my eyes.God she’s beautiful, her hips already have a curviness and her tits are definitely coming in.
“Next time youwilltalk to me in a way that I can actually hear you. Now… what was your name?”
“I’m Alessia.” She replies a little louder then before.
“Good Alessia, I’m Gianni Bianchi. You will address me as Mister Bianchi or Sir, do you understand that?”
“Yes, sir.”
Fuck, that makes my dick strain against my zipper.
I take her hand and lead her over to the empty library. Out of the corner of my eyes I see Camilla winking at me. A devious grin tugs at my lips. This is going to be fun.
I take a seat on one of the leather chairs, Alessia stands beside me and looks at me, fear written across her face.
“Don’t worry, darling, I don’t bite.” I coo.
A small smile tips at the corner of her mouth. Fuck, those lips. So full, I want to sink my teeth into them.
“How old are you?”
“Seventeen sir, almost eighteen. My birthday is next month.” She replies quickly.
“When?”
“May fifteenth, sir.”
Good, that’s only two weeks away. I can wait two weeks.
“Then you are old enough to pour me some whiskey from that bar over there and pour some wine for yourself.”
She quickly walks over to the bar at the other corner of the library and starts pouring my drink. When she returns her other hand is empty. I raise my brow at her,
“I told you to pour yourself a glass of wine.”
“But I’m not old enough yet.” She whispers and bows her head. God, she’s so submissive. I rub my dick through my pants, it’s been hard since the moment I laid eyes on her.
“Pour yourself a glass of wine. Now.’
