*Olivia*
"Gio," I moaned as I sat in his lap, grinding down over his covered cock. I could feel the outline of him through his pants, growing bigger by the minute as I pushed my bare pussy down on him, chasing after the high that had made my head go so fuzzy.
His suit pants were going to be permanently stained, no doubt—two thousand dollars right out the window—but neither of us could care at the moment.
He dragged his hands along the smooth skin of my thighs, past the tight little skirt I still wore, and upward over my bare ribs. His fingers caught on my shirt, halfway off already, and found their way to the hardened buds.
I buried my face in the crook of his neck as he palmed my breasts, massaging them gently. His other hand glided down to my ass, squeezing delightfully.
His hand slid into my long hair, gently pulling me from his neck, and my shiny eyes met his in a cascade of want.
