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A T H E N A

"And if in the moment you bite your lip, and when I get you moaning, you know it's real. Can you feel the pressure between your hips? I'll make it feel like the first time"

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I'm too turned on to even protest when he starts dragging his lips down my body. "We shouldn't..." I begin, but he shushes me by placing his hand over my mouth while trailing kisses down my body. "Keep quiet, baby, we don't want anyone to hear you, hmm?" he asks.

I shake my head, and close my eyes as he continues to press kisses against my collarbone. He takes his hand away from my mouth and places both his hands on my hips while falling on his knees and pressing open mouth kisses on my belly.

His fingers wrap around my panties, and they start dragging it down my legs to throw it somewhere on the ground. He grabs my knee and places it over his shoulder. 

"Don't make a sound," he whispers, and presses a soft kiss against my clit.

My lips part and I fall a little through my knee, but Vincenzo keeps me steady. With a smirk playing around his lips, he repeats his action. He flicks his tongue out a little bit, teasing me.

I let my head rest against the wall and close my eyes in pure bliss as his tongue devours me. My lips are parted and I can't help but let out little pants when he parts my lower lips to plant a kiss there.

I start moving my hips against his face – his lips, to be exact – and it's so hard for me to swallow down the moans that want to spill from my lips.

A shaky breath leaves my lips when his tongue enters me, softly rubbing against my walls and going back out to rub over my clit.

"Is everything okay in there?" a feminine voice asks. Vincenzo stills for a second, before continuing to feast on me. "I-I'm fine, miss. T-thank you," I stutter, and bite my lip when his lips close around my clit to suck on it.

"You sure? Do you need any help with the fitting?" she asks. 

"No! No, I'm fine. I can manage," I force out, and a sigh escapes my lips when he grazes his teeth over the sensitive nub.

"Alright, if you need any help just call," she says, and I hear her footsteps stepping away from the booth.

My fingers tangle themselves in Vincenzo's brown locks and tug on them, pushing his face closer. A little bit hazy, I stare up at the ceiling and close my eyes.

His hands go from my hips, down to my ass where his fingers dig into my globes.

"Daddy," I softly whimper out, only for Vincenzo's ear. I feel his grip tighten a little. The pace of my hips quicken a little, and after another soft graze of his teeth I lose it.

I bring one of my hands to my mouth and bite down in it to prevent my scream from ripping out of me.

Vincenzo drinks every last drop, and when he leans back I see him staring up at me with a naughty glint in his eyes and his lips glistening. 

He licks them sensually and stands back up, but not before helping me put my panties back on.

"You've kept quiet, for most part," he says, adding the last part. He leans down and pecks my lips. "Like a good girl," he says, and pecks them again.

I blush deeply, and to avoid replying anything embarrassing, I focus on something else. 

"Uhm, I think you should exit the booth so I can put my clothes back on," I whisper to him, with my cheeks still aflame. He smirks, and nods.