The Blind Deception

Friends.Foes.Both?!

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"Gattino cieco, what the fuck are you doing here?" Lorenzo's voice was laced with venom as he looked down at her. "You don't belong here."

Aemilia turned her head away, ignoring him, just as he had done after their kiss. But this only provoked him further. He grabbed her jaw, forcing her to look at him.

He waited for a response, and when she remained silent, he released her jaw, his cold tone cutting through the air.

"Go home."

"No." Aemilia's voice was steady as she looked up at him. "If you must know, I'm here with my friend. I was invited." She tilted her head, a smirk playing on her lips. "Why are you in my friend's home, hmm? Stalking me?"

Lorenzo's brow furrowed slightly. "You made friends with my little sister?"

Aemilia nodded, though she knew the little sister he referred to was Noemi, who wasn't exactly her friend. She didn't have friends.

"Didn't know she was your sister," she mumbled, lowering her head again, biting her lip to avoid his gaze. But the moment she did, she felt the weight of his eyes on her, and she couldn't resist looking up again.

"Get on your knees," he said, his voice low and commanding. Confusion flashed in her eyes as she glanced up at him. Was he serious? One moment, he was pushing her away, and now he was giving her an order?

Her mind was conflicted, but her body seemed to obey. Slowly, Aemilia lowered herself to her knees, not looking at him. She could almost hear the judgment in her own thoughts, wondering what he must think of her. Did he think she was easy? They hadn't known each other for even a full day, yet here she was.

Lorenzo looked down at her, grabbing her face with one hand, making her meet his gaze. With the other, he began unzipping his pants. Aemilia bit her lip, trying to fight the way her heart was pounding. She wanted to avoid eye contact, but when her eyes met his, she couldn't look away. It was like she had become a fly in his web.

For a brief moment, Aemilia questioned her choices, her own confusion evident. What was she doing? She knew she was playing a dangerous game, but in this moment, she was trying to regain some control.

Lorenzo's grip tightened on her hair, forcing her to stay in place. "Nobody will come here," he said, his voice rough. "I don't even know how you wandered in here."

Aemilia felt a wave of discontent, but her body betrayed her. She was already responding to his touch, despite her mind screaming for her to stop.

He pulled his hard member out, pressing it against her face. His smell hit Aemilia's nose the arousal evident in the air. Her eyes widened in shock at the size but it was quickly masked, she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing she had rarely did this before.

Now quiet he pushes his tip against her lips as if telling her to open and Ameilia was quick to comply, opening her mouth up widely.

She was already soaking wet though she didn't know why maybe the excitement of the moment but then came his low groans and slow but rough thrust which turned her on more.

While trying to make it quick but also trying to savor his flavor she begin to move her head up and down meeting his thrusts. Ameilia thoughts were no longer an issue for her, her senses now clouded with arousal. She used her to hands to slowly jerk the half of his member that couldn't fit in her mouth.

Her heart fluttering when she looked up at him again with watery eyes and she seen his eyes were already on her. His thrust stopped completely, pleasure written across his face.