Chapter Eighty Seven

His eyes met hers and she let out a gasp as the memory of their first kiss hit her, she stepped back from him and her eyes widened,

‘Ricordo il nostro primo bacio.’ [I remember our first kiss.]

Ricci was delighted, perhaps there was more to this ‘loves first kiss’ thing after all she was looking at him so hungrily that his cock grew hard with his desire.

‘Devi riposare piccolo mio, la porta dei tuoi ricordi è aperta ora, solo un po' ma si spera che presto il rivolo diventerà un impeto e ricorderai tutto.’ [You must rest my little one, the door to your memories is opened now, only a little but hopefully, soon the trickle will become a rush and you will remember everything.]

He kept his distance for the next couple of days watching her with hooded eyes, it drove her mad, she wanted him but he had told her she must remember him first.

Alcina was confused and frustrated by her feelings for him, she did not tell him but her dreams were haunted by the memories of the things they had done to