As soon as Giorgio saw me waver, he circled his right arm around my waist and let me grab onto his left arm for support.
“You alright?” he asked in concern.
“I’mgreat,”I murmured.
My pussy was still throbbing, hot and wet and slightly sore.
I could feel Giorgio’s cum leaking out of me.
I felt bad…
And naughty…
And scandalous…
And Ilovedit.
I lovedallof it.
“You ready to get out of here?” Giorgio asked.
“Yes.”
“I’ve changed my mind about the Boboli Gardens,” he said as he helped me along.
“Oh?”
“Yeah,” he said, and flashed that million-watt grin of his. “Best date ideaever.”
I laughed, and we kissed one last time before leaving the maze.
62
We left the gardens and exited onto the street with Giorgio’s arm around my waist.
“That was incredible,” he whispered into my ear.
I laughed and leaned my head against him as we walked.
“It was,” I agreed.
“I’ve never done anything like that before.”
“Me neither!”
Now that the high was fading, though, what we’d done kind of unnerved me.
I recalled the wild look in Giorgio’s eyes as he’d covered my mouth while I came.
I remembered the feeling of doing somethingbad– something no ‘good girl’ would ever do – and how intoxicating it had been.
It seemed I was doing all sorts of things with Giorgio that I never would have considered before…
Like overlooking what he did for a living.
Which scared me a little.
He broke me out of my dark thoughts by asking, “You hungry?”
