Make Me Wet, Don DeMarco

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9.

Alessandro's POV

Amelia took my hands, placing them on her soft ass. I couldn't resist the urge to smooch those soft big things, it felt good to feel them.

"Amelia..." I rasped as she claimed my lips and I reciprocated the kiss, kissing her roughly.

"Why did you stop calling me, amoretto, Alessandro?" She asked, breaking the kiss as she gasped for breath.

"I.." I paused for a moment, loosening the straps of her dress. "I chose what to say or do, Amelia. And have you forgotten the rules?"

She pouted her lips, feigning ignorance and surprisingly, instead of getting angry, I engaged in another hot kiss, not giving her a chance to speak.

Her dress fell to the floor, revealing her full breasts, my favourite ice-cream with the taste of vanilla. No, was it Vanilla? No, it tasted like chocolate.

I reached for the right one, pinching her n****e. She caressed my d**k harder, getting me more hornier.

"Alessandro…." She moaned, kissing the crane of my neck.

Fuck!

"Don't call me that, Amelia." I warned, my d**k erecting in my pants as my name slid down her tongue.

That tongue of hers will suck me this morning. Amelia's tongue will suck me until I go calm.

If I should f**k her in this state then I bet she might not be able to walk with her legs. She would crawl out of this place and that was if she'd have the strength to.

"Call me Amoretto and I'll stop but if you don't…." She giggled, jerking my c**k. "....I would call you Alessandro then.."

"You... slut!"

"Oh yeah." Amelia smiled, leading my hand between her thighs. "I love it when you call me that. But if you call me Amoretto, I might just go crazy for you, daddy. I will spread my legs wide for you, daddy and let you f**k me till I lose my breath."

Gawdd! Where did she learn all these things? We f****d yesterday but she wasn't so naughty as this.

"What's wrong with you, Amelia? Did you watch porn?" My brows creased as I asked. I heard news flying around about some of my guards who watch porn off duty, did she join them too?

I was shocked when she nodded, proving me right.

"I did, Alessandro." Amelia said, looking straight into my eyes, her gaze dripping with thirst for s*x.

She held her boobs, bringing them close to my face. "Just take a look at my n*****s, daddy. They're all hard! I'm f*****g horny."

"My p***y is wet for you, daddy." She raised her fingers filled with p***y juice.

My gaze lingered on her for a moment, filled with scrutiny. Amelia was all horny now that she was with me. Perhaps, she had gone all crazy for the guards too.

I gripped her neck, demanding with impatience. "Tell me, did the guards f**k you?"

I was relieved when she shook her head, I can't bear it if they had actually f****d her.

Her p***y was only for me. Strictly mine and out of bound for the others.

"No, daddy. I had to run to my room." She answered.

"Why didn't you come to me when you wanted it? Daddy's d**k is yours, don't you know it?" I fondled her boobs, dipping into her wet p***y with my index finger.

Her moans grew louder and soon her eyes became watery as I shoved roughly.

"You're crying now, aren't you?" I asked, pushing her on the bed, my finger still in her.

She bit her lower lip, nodding her head quickly. "It...hurts."

"It hurts?"

"Yeahhh."she cried.

"What would you do then if I dip all fingers into you or better still, insert my c**k?" I raised my brows.

I knew she was enjoying me finger f*****g her.

"Your six inched d**k, daddy?"

"It's good that you know the size." I grinned, slipping my fingers into her mouth. "Lick it up, it's yours."

She didn't hesitate and did as I had said.

"I have a confession, Alessandro."

My d**k just twitched. It just did. I wanted her badly.

"You really don't want to walk outta here, do you?"

Ignoring my question, she said, "I.. fingered myself, daddy. I was all horny and…"

I frowned, my claws clenched around her jaw. "You finger f****d yourself?"

"Yes….yes daddy. I was horny and I couldn't help it."

I scoffed, "What's my d**k for then? Don't you ever try that. I don't want to ever see you doing that or even allow another man, do you understand?"

I didn't know why I suddenly got all possessive but I just had to.

Her p***y only belonged to me and even she doesn't get to share outta it.

She was my property, so I should be domineering. How else does a master has to be over his slave?

But...was it really that way?

"I...I understand, daddy." Amelia nodded, tears flowing down her cheeks.

"Good!" I hissed, giving her butt a loud spank. "So what do you want me to do now?"

"You called me here, Alessandro. What do you wanna 'do' to me?"

Fuck you of course.

I needed someone to calm me down. I didn't get why Amelia was all different, I have never felt this way even with Regina.

Whenever I was angry, all her efforts to lighten up my mood proved abortive even when she gives me a blowjob.

I carried her in my arms, leading her to the bathroom.

"What are you doing?" She questioned, "Don't tell me you plan to dress me up today too?"

"What's wrong with that?" I chuckled. "I won't only dress you up but f**k you hard, amoretto."

Reaching the bathroom, I dropped her gently in the bathtub, making her go on her knees.

"Now suck me. Suck me so hard until I c*m all out." I pulled off my pants, letting out my erected d**k.

First, I slapped my c**k on her cheek before shoving it in her mouth.

"Do it properly, amoretto. Take me all in, is your mouth so small?" I grasped her hair, letting my d**k all in her.

"Oh f**k!"

Yeah, now you do it f*****g perfect!

"f*****g smile! Smile for daddy!" I hit my palm slightly on her face, earning a smile from her already.

I knew her throat would surely hurt but do I care? That was part of her job here— to satisfy me and make me feel good.

This wasn't the first time she was doing this but now she's improved.

Oh how this hot slut learns quickly.

Oh, I'm cumming! I groaned loudly, tightening my grip on her hair.

"You just swallow up and don't you dare spit out like yesterday!" I rasped and a satisfied smile danced on my lips as I saw her gulp it down.

Yeah, perfect.

I bent her over the wash hand basin, ready to f**k her really hard but the approaching footsteps made me halt.

Then, I heard Regina's voice, yelling.

"Who the hell owns this dress?"

She squeaked the bathroom door open and a big frown appeared on her face as she saw Amelia and I naked, my palms grabbing her firm ass.

Hell, not now, Gina..