48.
Amelia's POV
"Move closer." Alessandro said in a commanding voice and I dragged my legs forward, stopping just a step away from him.
My gaze is fixed on the floor and I folded my hands to cover my v****a.
"Sit here." He tapped his thighs and I looked up, my mouth slightly opened.
"W...what do you mean?" I blinked my eyes. "On your laps?"
He tapped it again. "Don't make me repeat myself."
I nodded slowly and sat on his thighs, my legs at either side of him. My wide-opened p***y was facing his d**k literally and this just made me remember what happened in the wet dream I had.
What the hell was he trying to do? Why was his gaze so fixed on me?
"Zip down my pants." He ordered and again, my eyes popped out. Zip down his pants?
Wasn't this not exactly what you wanted, Amelia? F
