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Chapter 9

Author: LA PLUME D'ESPOIR
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-24 05:46:28

9: It was him I wanted.

Alessandro's point of view

I close the door behind me and let out a slight laugh while shaking my head. Shit. Livia. I left it there, panting, trembling, totally at my mercy ... and I loved every second. I throw myself on my bed, my phone in hand, but the image of his lost gaze, his mouth ajar, his erratic breath refuses to leave my mind.

She wanted me. And I could have taken it there against this wall, without even giving it time to think.

But where would the pleasure be? I smile while passing a hand in my hair. I prefer to see her fight. Fight against your own desire.

It’s so much more exciting. I felt it under me, shivering, humid, completely submissive to my caresses. She wanted to shout that she wanted me ... I saw her in her eyes, in the way her body responded to mine.

And yet she said nothing. It was contained. His fucking pride. I turn on my screen, launching the match I expected, but barely a few seconds pass than my mind drifts again to it.

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