MEL
The car trails off the road until Dimitrio pulls over in an empty alley.
“This isn’t a boutique.” I stare at him.
“I know.” He shifts closer to me.
His lip meets mine while his hand moves over my body, caressing my breasts, teasing and squeezing them gently.
I don’t push him away.
Dimitrio pulls down the seats to create space. He climbs to the back seat, aiding me over.
“Lie down” his voice shaking. It’s clear he wants this just as much as I do.
He reaches for my p***y with his right hand. He spreads my legs open and slowly rubs on my c**t with his fingers.
“Fuck.” I cry.
A small smile plays on his lips.
His left hand reaches for the hem of my dress and pulls it down, exposing my breasts and hardened n*****s.
“Christ, Mel, you’re beautiful.”
A faint blush appears on my c
