15] Viagra

Alessio's POV

I considered calling Stella's mother to ask whether it was okay for her to stay at my apartment, but I didn't have her phone number, so I just took her there.

I have an apartment for any occasion or when I need some privacy. It would be preferable to take Stella there rather than to my home because mum will not shut up like a teenage girl seeing Stella with me.

I drove to my apartment with Stella in the passenger seat sleeping. As we arrived, I took up her bridal style and went into my room. and tucked her into bed. She was mumbling something with her eyes closed.

I noticed her shivering slightly, and her outfit was doing little to help her. I wrapped a blanket around her. and chose to take a shower.

I returned from the shower wearing nothing but my sweatpants. I realized she was now awake. "Are you all right?" I asked her. But I didn't get a response from her, so I just glanced at her.

She wasn't listening to what I was saying and was drooling on my exposed skin, which made me smirk. "Stella," I murmured again, and she snapped out of it, glanced at me, and hummed softly, still drunk. "Are you all right?" I repeated myself, getting closer to her. "Yes," she said quietly.

She stood up and leaned closer to me. our lips just inches apart. "What are you doing?" I asked softly, holding her in place. "I don't know. I feel—I feel something," she said with flushed cheeks and sweat on her face.

Then it struck me. Viagra. She might have consumed it in one of the drinks. Holy shit! I know how she feels right now and would love to help her, but she's drunk, and I can't help her if she's drunk.

I felt her hand go toward my abdomen, and as She traced it, I noticed that her hands were getting lower and lower. She was ready to put her hands in my pants when I stopped her. I can't make her do it while she's drunk, no matter how much I want her to.

"You're intoxicated, Stella; I can't let you do it," I told her softly. "Then please do it to me," she pleaded. I lost it. I took her and carefully laid her on the bed. I gently sucked her neck, leaving traces on her skin. My hands moved to the back of her dress and unzipped it.

My lips slid down to her breasts; I took off her strapless black lace bra and sucked on her left breast, while my hands played with her right, causing a moan from her. I proceeded down towards her stomach, planting kisses all over, till I reached the part that excites me.

I inserted my hands into her black panties, which matched her bra. I rubbed her clit; she was dripping wet. .W wet for me, and I could tell she was excited as well. She moaned as she clutched my hair. I took off her panties, leaving her absolutely exposed. and kept stroking her clit.

I stopped stroking her and making her whine. I couldn't refrain from chuckling at that. "Patience, princess," I whispered as I moved closer to her clit and sucked on it, causing her to moan.

I kept licking and sucking her clit, and I felt her tighten her grasp on my hair, causing me to groan. I inserted two fingers into her along with my tongue . She kept moaning out my name.

I loved that

I continued on, feeling her walls tighten; I knew she was close. I soon felt her release in my hands and tongue. I sucked it all.

I sat up to look at her, and as her sight met mine, A fucking giggle. I knew sober Stella wouldn't be doing any of these. I grinned a little, wishing she was sober.

I took her to the clean her up and made her to wear one of my hoodies that reached below her knees.

I made her to lay down on the bed. She was very quiet. I could tell she was sleepy. "Goodnight," I said her as I tucked her hair behind her ears.

"Where are you going?" she asked, her eyes almost closed. "I'm not leaving; I'll be on the couch," I said, motioning to the couch. "Nooo, sleep next to me," she said tiredly. "Are you sure?" I asked.

She simply nodded. I sat next her, hesitantly. As I lay down, she immediately rested her head on my chest and slept.I stared at her adorable face. I definitely knew something. Mom was correct.

I like her