People are shushing all around us, and even though it's bad etiquette, I scoop Allegra up in my arms, leaving the show.
The hallway and the entrance are empty, and as we make it outside, I realize it's raining heavily. Our car is at the end of the street, so there's no way we're getting there dry.
"Rain!" Allegra exclaims, jumping out of my arms and straight into the downpour.
I shake my head at her obvious enthusiasm—the girl can't drink!
"Allegra!" I call out to her, but she's busy spinning around inthe rain. The dress she's wearing is already soaked, sticking to her curves like a second skin. The light color of the garment leaves little to the imagination.
Her nipples are straining against the material, puckered and erect. Even the contours of her stomach are visible, all leading to her pink panties. They are the highlight of the show, like a neon sign sayingfuck me.
And I'll be damned if it doesn't work.
I rush to her side, grabbing her arm and pulling her closer, ensuring thatno onecan see her.
"Let's go home," I say, but she just shakes her head, a silly smile on her face.
"No!" She pushes hard against my chest, managing to put some distance between us. "Free… I'm free!" she shouts before starting to giggle.
"Little tigress," my fingers wrap around her hand, twirling her around until her back is fitted to my front.
I wonder if she can feel the outline of my hard cock, wedged right between her ass cheeks, the flimsy material between us just a weak barrier.
My hand is around her waist, resting against her stomach and pressing her into me.
"Enzo," she releases a throaty moan, her head falling back, giving me direct access to her throat. I nibble at the exposed skin, and she grows even more restless in my arms.
"What do you want, little tigress?" I ask, thrusting my hips into her back, my hand swirling circles across her wet skin, going lower and lower until it's lingering on top of her panties. "Tell me," I say as one finger dips between her legs.
We're in the middle of the square, in the pouring rain, where everyone can see us. Yet there's something freeing about this… about the way she'snotfighting me for once.
"I don't know," she stifles a sob as her hand covers mine, begging me to keep touching her.
"Home… we need to get home," I whisper in her ear, and she gives a small nod, still completely stuck to my side.
We make it to the car, and I instruct the driver to be fast.
The entire ride home, Allegra's hands are playing with the buttons of my shirt, her touch tentative and innocent, yet I'll be damned if it's not the hottest thing I've ever felt.
When the car stops, I carry her in my arms, going directly to our room and ignoring the curious stares of the staff.
"Enzo," she mewls as I lay her on the bed, quickly removing the wet clothes from her body until she's naked in front of me.
There's no shame as she arches her back, her heels digging into the mattress, thrusting her pussy toward me.
"I know what you want, little tigress, and I'm going to give it to you," I grunt as I quickly take my shirt off, throwing it on the ground.
The pants stay on because I barely trust myself like this, and I know we're not ready for that step yet.
But this…
My knees hit the mattress, and I spread her legs. Draping them on either side of my shoulders, I cup her ass and bring her pussy to my face.
She's squirming, my breath tickling the sensitive area.
I lay a gentle kiss at the top of her mound before I move lower, spreading her lips with my tongue and diving in.
I give her a long lick before I settle on her clit, sucking it into my mouth. A loud moan escapes her, and her hands find my hair, gripping it tightly. I continue to nibble at her bud, switching between sucking and circling it with my tongue, and using her reactions as directions.
