And with a single, powerful thrust, he buries himself deep inside me, the sensation overwhelming.

I gasp, my head falling back against the counter as he fills me completely.

“Valentino,” I breathe, my nails digging into his shoulders.

He begins to move, his hips snapping with raw, unbridled passion.

The counter creaks beneath us as he drills into me, the rhythm relentless, primal.

My moans fill the shop, echoing off the walls, mingling with his ragged breaths.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he whispers, his voice hoarse.

His hands grip my hips, holding me steady as he thrusts deeper, harder. The walls of my pussy clench around him, as my orgasm builds, a coil tightening in my core.

“Valentino, I’m—”

“Cum for me,” he demands, his voice a command. “Cum on my cock.”

And just like that, his words push me over the edge.

My body shakes as my orgasm crashes over me, waves of pleasure rippling through me.

I cry out, my inner walls tightening around him, milking him, drawing his own release.

Valentino growls, his pace quickening as he chases his own climax, his breath ragged against my neck.

“Layla,” he groans, his voice breaking.

With one final, deep thrust, he spills into me.

His forehead rests against mine, both of us breathless, our hearts pounding in unison. For a moment, the world outside the shop ceases to exist, leaving only the raw, intense connection between us.

Valentino pulls back slightly, his eyes searching mine, his expression a mix of satisfaction and longing.

A small, almost lazy smile tugs at his lips. “I guess we christened the place..”

I laugh softly, the sound surprising even me as it fills the quiet space. “I guess we did.”

My hands slide down to grip his ass, pulling him closer.

His cock still throbs inside me, still hard.

“Think we can christen the place a bit more?”

“You’re insatiable.” But there was no denying the hunger in his eyes.

“And you’re not complaining,” I shoot back, my voice laced with challenge.

Valentino’s smirk widens as he leans in, his lips ghosting over mine.

“Not at all. But next time, I’m taking you against that wall.”

I nod. “Next time.”

We stay like that for a long moment, wrapped in each other. But even as peace settles around us, there’s still one last thing we need to do.

I shift slightly in his arms, pulling back just enough to look into his eyes.