Chapter 10.
Alessio’s hand moved to the back of her neck, where his palm held her still. His eyes dropped to hers.
“Look at me,” he commanded, his voice coming out rough and thick in ways that made Isadora’s legs wobble, her knees buckling gently as she managed to look at him.
Guilt and shame tugged at her chest, but she still looked at him, knowing that she was about to do something she could as well pull away from. But right now… she wasn’t in her right frame of mind.
All she wanted was to satisfy the ache that was burning within her p***y.
Alessio’s lips twitched into an invisible smile.
“Good girl…” he growled low, hating how f*****g sexy she looked.
The air between them thickened, and silence settled between them, but amidst this silence was the gentle movement of Alessio’s fin
