Chapter 16.
Isadora’s legs trembled at the command, her p***y dripping so much with need and desire that he would fill her cunt up and f**k her so hard till she was nothing but a dripping mess.
She had desired all of this, day after f*****g day, she had desired all of this, but she had also had to remind herself that Mr. Bianchi was her best friend’s father. Everything that happened between them was previously in the past. Even though he looked hot and tempting for a 40-year-old man, nothing could happen between them again, nothing.
With her thighs trembling and her p***y dripping with desire for him to fill her up, Isadora took a step backward, pulling away from him.
Alessio’s brows pulled together slightly. Then he stared at her, stunned by her action.
Isadora bowed gently, then sai
