Giovanni Moretti
I gazed down at Alessia, her eyes locking with mine as I gripped her hair tightly. The sight of her on her knees before me, those innocent brown eyes looking up, sent a jolt of primal satisfaction through me. I began to thrust into her warm, willing mouth with increasing intensity.
"That's it, mia leonessa," I growled, feeling her tongue working along my length. "Take all of me."
Her breathing grew heavier each time I pushed deeper, bumping the back of her throat. The wet heat enveloping me was exquisite torture. I wanted - needed - more.
Gripping her hair tighter, I buried myself to the hilt, groaning as she struggled to swallow around me. The fluttering of her throat as she fought her gag reflex nearly pushed me over the edge.
"Brava, piccola," I praised, my voice r
