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I get in my car, and the engine roars to life once I turn it on. I notice Bella pressing her thighs together, and my dick jerks up in response. She wants this as much as I do.

“Hey, G. Would you be okay if I do this?” She doesn’t even wait for me to reply. She opens her legs wide, placing her left foot on top of my junk—I hiss at the touch. The heel is digging dangerously close to my cock, but I widen my stance, giving her more room to play. She starts twisting her foot, left and right, adding the right amount of pressure. I grab her heel-clad foot and start massaging my cock with it. It’s so damn sexy that if I weren’t driving, I would have come already. I have one hand on her foot, the other one on the steering wheel, trying to focus as much as I can on the road, but I notice from the corner of my eye that she’s starting to touch herself. Fuck, no.

“You can’t touch what’s mine, principessa,” I grit through clenched teeth, really trying to reign in my emotions. She simply chuckles and wets her middle finger with her arousal and licks it clean, making a show out of it. I drive as fast as I can; I can’t let her come without me tasting her first.

I enter the garage and watch the SUVs disappearing on the other side of the gate. Mario, Rocco, and Aldo won’t be back until tomorrow.

An idea pops up in my brain. I park the car and make my way to help Bella out, and the moment I see her standing in front of me, lust evident on her face, I know what to do.

“Come here and spread your legs for me,” I command, and Bella follows me. “Lie down,” I tell her next, and she looks around.

“Where?” she asks, confused.

“On the hood.” She immediately sees where I’m going with this, and she spreads her legs as she sits down on the hood of the Lamborghini. She leans down to untie her heels, and I stop her in her tracks. “Leave them on. Now, go all the way up on the hood,” I instruct her as I remove my vest and tie and toss them to the side. “Put your feet against the hood, Bella mia.”

“But I’ll scratch the paint with my heels,” she chides.

“It’ll be a reminder of the first time I made you come, principessa.”

Bella smirks and does as I asked. I get on my knees, and the view takes my breath away. She’s wearing a tiny, lacey black thong that’s wet with arousal. Her black dress is ruched all the way to her waist, her ass is against the red hood of my car, and her heels are digging into the hood. They’ll leave dents, for sure. I couldn’t care less.

“What is taking so long?” Bella whines, and I chuckle.

“Patience, principessa. I’m admiring the view.” She widens her legs in response, and that’s it. I start placing kisses from her ankle to her calf, leaving goosebumps as I make my way to her inner thigh. Once I’m within reach, Bella tugs my hair, and I welcome the sting. I have never felt so turned on in my life. I trace circles with my tongue, and I feel her squirming, so I place my hands on top of her feet, hoping she’ll stop moving. I truly enjoy seeing her come undone for me. The moment I place my tongue on top of her core, she bucks up, and I chuckle.

“It’s not funny, G. I want to come,” she whines again, so I repeat the tortuous act over and over. When I feel her breathing increase, I pull her thong with my teeth, ripping it in the process, and spit it on the floor. The moment my tongue touches her clit, I feel ten feet tall. The moan Bella shouts is something I’ve never heard before. I open her lower lips with my hands and use my tongue to enter her, eating her mercilessly.

“Yes, G. Like that,” Bella chants, and I start making circles with my tongue on her clit as I enter her with two fingers. “G, I’m going to come. It feels so good.”

I pick up my pace with my tongue and fingers as she starts moving erratically. I know the moment she comes because her walls start pulsating against my fingers, and her heels dig deeper into the hood of my car, making a screeching sound. I’d be pissed if I wasn’t enjoying this so much. I let her ride out her orgasm, and when I see her breathing start to even out, I stand up and open my arms to her. She takes my hands, and I kiss her once she’s standing, letting her taste herself in my mouth. I reluctantly let her lips go and lean down to grab my tie, vest, and her panties, which I pocket.

“Let’s go, G. It’s your turn now.”

We hold hands as we make our way to the elevator, but what she doesn’t know is that I won’t come tonight—at least not with her. I want to save our first time together until we’re at the villa, so I stay quiet as I lead her to her room.

“Wait. So you gave me the best orgasm of my life, and now you’re telling me I have to sleep in my room by myself?” Bella pouts, and it almost breaks my willpower. Almost.

“There are a lot of emotions running wild tonight, and I think it’s best if we sleep on them and start fresh tomorrow at the villa,” I say as I give her a peck on her nose.

She gets on her tippy toes to kiss me. “Fine. Good night, G.”

“Good night, principessa.”

I heave a deep breath as I make it to my room and undress quickly for a cold shower.

Once in my bed, I hear Bella moaning quietly. Fuck my life. Is she using that damn vibrator again? Not wasting time wondering, I shoot her a text.

Gabo: Are you using that fake *eggplant emoji* again?

It takes a couple of seconds for the text to be delivered, but I know the moment it does because her moaning stops.

Bella: Maybe… want to come and join me? *evil emoji*

“This woman will be my demise,” I whisper to myself in my empty room.

Gabo: I think I’ll pass. It’ll just make you want more of the real *eggplant emoji* *kissy face emoji*

Bella: Ugh, I hate you.

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