His face flames even brighter at her words as he looks up at her once again. He can feel his cock straining against the fabric of his pants, desperate for release and attention. With a shaky breath, Amadeo forces himself to focus on what she's saying:

"I-I would be honored to serve you in any way that I can," he repeats, his voice barely above a whisper. "If there's anything specific you want me to do..."

"T-take you?" he stammers, his brain struggling to process her words as his heart skips a beat in anticipation. "W-where? I mean...what do you..."

His eyes flick down to the cleavage she's offering him once again and he can feel himself growing even harder at the sight of it. He takes a deep breath, trying desperately to regain his composure as he looks up at her face again.

"I-if you meant...you know..."