Page 3 of Alessia
She hurries back over to the bar and returns seconds later with a small glass of wine. A little is better then nothing, I guess.
I spread my legs and tap my hand on the cushion between my legs, “Sit down.” I command.
A small gasp leaves her mouth and big blue eyes stare at me in shock.
Yes baby that’s it,fear me.
“Sit,” I repeat my voice louder this time.
With small steps she inches closer towards the empty space between my legs and sits down, her wine clasped tightly in her hands.
“Tell me, how is school?”
“What?”
“Are you getting good grades?”
“Uhm…” She doesn’t know how to respond. That’s okay, I won’t put her at ease then.
I stroke my fingers up and down her shoulder, her skin is so soft.
“Oh… Okay.” Her voice trembles a bit under my touch.
“You can never have enough people that help you Alessia, remember that. Besides, I think you and I can become really good friends one day.”
I let my hand wander down to her chest, I can feel her heartbeat hammer against the palm of my hand. I can’t hold myself back anymore. I set my glass down on the table beside my chair and with my other hand I unbutton my pants and slide down my zipper.
I take her young souple breast in my hand and I hear her little yelp but I don’t care.
“Quiet now Amore. You don’t want any of the other men out there to see you, do you?” I whisper on a breath.
I keep kneading her breast in my hand while my other hand slides into my boxer briefs, rolling her nipple between my fingers. The feeling of her in my hand and my rock-hard dick in the other is almost enough to make me lose my load already. I pump my dick harder with each kneed of her little breast.
“We are going to be such good friends, Alessia. I’m so glad your mother introduced us.” I say huskily to her as my orgasm is building inside of me.
She nods but doesn’t say anything.
“I can’t hear you.”
“Yes… Sir…” She chokes out.
I push my briefs down, my dick springs up hard, precum already dripping from the tip. God, what I wouldn’t give to have her plump pink lips around it right now.
But not tonight, I will save that for another time.
“Good girl.” I praise her, my voice is hoarse. I pull on the bow in at the back of her neck, making the two pieces of fabric that held up her tits fall down.
“Turn around, Amore.”
Her spine stiffens before she slowly turns around and faces me. Her eyes are fixed on the floor as she’s perfectly positioned on her knees before me, her tits on full display for me. Her nipples pebble as I fix my gaze on them and enjoy the view of this girl in front of me. I’m already fixated on her.
She’s mine. My obsession, my Amore.
I groan as my balls tighten at the sight of her before me. My fist glides up and down my shaft, I swirl my thumb over the tip and catch a drop of precum. I lean forward and paint her lips with it before I lean back in the chair and cup my balls. I tighten the grip on my dick with each stroke.
“You will be my beautiful bride one day, won’t you, Amore?” I croak out.
“Yes, Sir.” She whispers, tipping me over the edge as I shoot cum all over myself.
