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“Yes. Make me come.” I say on a breathy moan.
Another finger fills me when she sucks on my clit, my back arches of the wall and I can feel my orgasm building in my core.
“Yes, Ma’am, yes!” I don’t care who might see or hear us, I just want to come all over her face.
Alessia leans back to watch me. Her fingers curling inside me, making them hit that spot that makes my knees weak and I scream when my release barrels over me. I can feel my arousal gush out of me, soaking her hand, gliding down my thighs.
“Fucking hell, Tesoro. You’re so hot when you squirt for me.” Alessia stands and places her fingers on my lips, I open up and tastemyself and suck them clean. I release her fingers with a pop before I smirk back at her and say, “Thank you Ma’am. That was just what I needed.”
Alessia laughs and gives me a quick kiss. “Go freshen up babe, we need to get back, I’ll see you in there.”
“Yes, Ma’am.” I wink and walk into the nearest restroom. I clean myself up in one of the stalls and hear the restroom door open. Somebody knocks on my stall door.
“Occupied, try the next one.” Seriously there’s like ten other stalls in here and you need to knock on mine?
Another knock.
I fix my dress, open the lock and swing open the stall door.
“What the hell is y—” That’s all I can say before a cloth covers my nose and mouth. A chemical smell fills my senses before my world turns pitch black.
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Iwalk back to our table and take my glass of champagne from the table. Lorenzo comes to stand beside me.
“My god, sis! You smell like sex.” He scrunches his nose.
“You said I should get a room but there was no time for that so…” My voice trails off.
“So, you gave her an orgasm in the restroom?”
“Who said anything about a restroom?” I wink.
“You dirty woman! I hope you gave her a good time.”
“I don’t kiss and tell.”
“No, but you reek of it.” He laughs and pats my shoulder.
“Where is Harper anyway?”
“She’s freshening up and will be here any second now.”
I glance around the room but don’t see her shimmering silver dress yet. A waiter walks by with a tray of little appetizers and hands me an envelope.
