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He takes his time, savoring every inch of my skin, his touch sending bolts of electricity through my body. When he finally reaches my center, my body is on fire, and I arch my back, crying out in pleasure as his tongue works its magic.

I gasp at the sensation, my body arching against him as he trails kisses up to my collarbone. He cups my breasts in his hands, his thumbs flicking over my nipples as he groans in pleasure.

"God, you're beautiful," he whispers, his voice rough.

He glances to the window. "You'd look better in the sunlight."

I'm confused until he lifts me easily, carrying me to the window. I inhale sharply as he presses my tits against the glass. I can see the Trevia Fountain below, tourists all around, oblivious to what we're doing instead of sightseeing.

"Marco," I breathe, my eyes riveted to the busy street below.

His hands are on me, caressing my body, making me shiver with desire. My eyes close, my head falling back against his shoulder as his lips find my neck, his hands cupping my breasts.

"You're so fucking sexy when you're out of control," he murmurs into my ear.

I'm panting with need, my body tense with desire. His touch is driving me crazy, and I can feel myself growing wetter by the second.

. He leans me forward, my boobs press against the window as he caresses my body.

"You're so goddamn hot," he whispers into my ear.

My nipples are hard against the cold glass. He presses against me, his hands cupping my ass, his hard cock pressing at the opening of my pussy. I reach for his waist, pulling him closer to me. Heat radiates off of our bodies.

I turn my head and kiss him, my tongue darting into his mouth. His hands exploring every inch of me, my breasts, my ass, my hips and thighs. A fire is burning inside of me, and I'm so wet that I can feel it through my panties.

He slides one hand down my stomach, the other up the inside of my legs, his fingers brushing against my inner thigh. He slides a finger beneath the edge of my panties, and I feel it dance against my wet folds.

I moan softly, my body on fire with desire, and he pulls away to look at me. "You're soaked," he says, his voice a low whisper.

He slides his fingers over my clit, pressing gently against it. I moan again, my fingers digging into his ass.

"I'm going to make you come," he growls.

He's still pressed against me, the hard skin of his cock teasing my opening. I can feel myself growing wetter, more desperate for him to take me.

His lips are soft against my neck, his teeth nipping gently. He slides two fingers inside of me, and I moan loudly, my body shuddering against him.

He slides his fingers in and out of me, his thumb pressing against my clit, and I feel myself growing closer to orgasm.

"Come for me," he whispers.

I've never been so turned on, and I feel like my body is on fire. My desire for this man is almost overpowering, and I can't imagine anything better than coming all over his fingers.

He slides his fingers out of me, and I whimper at the sudden loss of contact. He finds my clit again, rubbing circles with his fingers.

"Come," he murmurs, his voice deep with desire.

My body is tense, my back arching against him as I come undone. I cry out in pleasure as my orgasm ripples through me, and he does everything he can to keep me standing.

When I've recovered, he lowers me to the floor, smiling at me as I catch my breath. "You're amazing," he says, his eyes blazing with desire. I stare up at him from the floor, his eyes bore into me and a smug grin creeps into his smile. He isn’t done.

"Get on your knees," he says, his voice a low command.

I obey, sliding to my knees in front of him. His cock is hard and thick in front of me. It flexes, glistening with precome. I press my cheek against it, my skin hot against it as his hand slides into my hair.

His other hand is on the back of my head, gently guiding me. I glance at the windows, knowing that the people below can see us, but the danger of it has my pussy making a pool on the floor. Never have I ever been with a man as dominating and sexy as Marco. It's ruining me––he’s like a drug and I'm already hooked.

I take him into my mouth, his cock sliding over my lips. I groan in pleasure, my hands cupping his balls as I take more and more of him. His hand is on the back of my head, moving gently with each bob of my head.

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