66.
Alessandro's POV
I have been by myself all day, sipping wine and staring into blank space.
Staring into the thin air, it reminded me of a young me; a lot of regrets.
I didn't have a memorable childhood. All my father wanted was a great son who was business minded right from little.
While my mates were busy playing hide and seek at 6. I'd be busy sorting figures and weapons with my father in his study.
I chuckled and stood up, turning to the door when I heard a knock.
I have grown to be that person who didn't care about exterior feelings but somehow, I've fallen for someone and I was getting crazier by day.
"Come in." I said and Ameila walked in, her hands folded behind.
My eyes trailed on her for a while before I asked. "What do you want, Mel?"
"Umm…." She trailed off, scratching the back of her neck. "I...I brought this." She stretched her hand, handling me a necklace which was so familiar to me.
It was once for my mom before I gifted it to Regina as my heart's beloved.
So many shitty things about love.
"I….I found it by the hallway some days ago." She admitted and I nodded, tossing it in my drawer.
"Thanks." I replied but she was still stood on a spot, staring at me.
"Do you need anything?" I frowned a bit, considering the way she was staring at me as though I was dying or something.
"Those eye bags pass alot of message, Alessandro." She mentioned, moving closer. Her hands trailed down my jaw before cupping my cheeks.
"I can tell you haven't slept in a while."
How did she know that?
"You reek of so much alcohol, don't you think you need something different right now?" She asked, placing a soft and teasing kiss on my lips.
"You need something much more different, Alessandro." Amelia purred, pushing her hips into me.
Now I get the message.
A smirk danced in my lips as I grabbed her ass from behind. She jerked at my touch and a frozen expression lit up her face.
"You didn't expect me to grab the message so fast?" I leaned in, biting her earlobe. She moaned and I moved to kiss her cleavages.
"I need you. Do I have to beg for it?" She looked me right in the eyes. Her glowing eyes burned with desperation, a testimony to the intensity and impatience I could feel.
"I like the fact that you walked straight in to flirt with me." I began, my voice deep. I made sure to keep it as sexy as ever to keep her horny and make her yearn more of me.
"What do you think is the solution to my craziness? What do you think I need to sooth my heart?" My questions hung in the air as our gaze locked. She drew me in with her tempting eyes and this time, I could no longer take it.
I pressed my palm against her back and pushed her in, in an attempt to make her breasts lean on my chest but she had other plans.
She placed her palms on my chest to block her breasts from coming intact.
Her fingertips traced my jaw and slowly, she bent, trailing kisses down my body until she got to my dick.
She pulled down my trousers without warning and next was my boxer.
Her warm hands palmed my cock and she moved them up slowly with a sexy pace.
I threw my head backwards, groaning in pleasure.
Considering my bad mood earlier. I didn't know she could get me this quick.
"What are you doing to me, dolcezza?!" My voice came out rough. My next words were left hanging in my throat as she licked my crotch, tickling it with her fingertips at the same time.
The excitement that ripped within me was insurmountable!
Where did she learn all of this?
It seemed as though, everyday she kept soaring and satisfying my erotical desires in an unforgettable way.
"I can help erase the oa in painful memories she had left. I hate to see you deep in thoughts about her." Amelia paused and placed her wet tongue on my dick cap, rolling it and making invisible circles.
"I'm jealous, Sandro." She said again before moving to pull off her bra. As she did that, she kept stroking my dick and I was a groaning mess.
I couldn't wait to bury myself deep into her cunt, slamming her walls with every bit of anger in me.
I wanted to fuck all the painful memories away.
I was so tired of getting stuck in my own head very now and then.
"Show me what you've got." I said with a croaky voice but it was more like challenge her.
She smirked and that moment I could swear that she was now ready to make me cum until I had no urge left.
"You just lay on the bed and follow every order momma gives." Her smooth voice remained sexy and dripping with so much captivation.
She pushed me unto the bed and squatted, her either legs at my sides.
Her pussy was right on my mouth and her hands kept palming and stroking my still erected cock.
"Make me cum first of all." She ordered and I stuck out my tongue, dipping in deep and rubbing her clit with my thumb and index finger at the same time.
I gave more space to my fingers by expanding her pussy with them and licking off the juice that came dripping down her cunt.
Her pussy was damn tasty, even the same way her boobs tasted so nice.
Everything about her just fascinated me alot.
How could I do without this girl!
"Is that all you've got?" She slapped my dick as if to scold me and the beast in me unlocked .
I bit her pussy for fucking ten minutes and switched to licking again.
I hit my palm on her clit continuously and I could even feel her swollen all over.
"Hmm…" she moaned in satisfaction and faced me, gliding down to my dick.
She sat on my fat and all ready cock and rolled her finger tips on my nipples before moving up and down.
"Shit!" I spat, grabbing, squeezing and spanking her ass. "Make me feel you, baby. Go faster. Yeah, that's my Amoretto."
"I'd make you forget all about your sorrows." Amelia said, riding me so fast. After some minutes she ordered me to fuck her as she rode me too and I nodded in obedience.
I pulled her into a kiss, pinching her tits with the tip of my fingers. Nevertheless, I continued pushing myself in and out of her and her moans filled the room.
I felt load of sperm gather in my cock and I burst into her, spilling those salty and milky stuff in her.