•Innocence•

•63• In public?•

"Ahh Leonardo! My boy. Come and take a seat!" The hot headed looking man seated around the table asked as he pointed to the seat closest to him, as he clutched onto his cards tightly in his hand.

"Ovviamente," Leonardo said in Italian, holding my hand tightly as he lead us to the seat, the only seat remaining. (Of course)

That's okay though, I can just stand next to him, while he does what ever he will be doing. I hope we won't be here long.

"So Leonardo, chi è questo tesoro?" Another man around the table questions, as he licks his lips staring at me. The tension in the room instantly thickens as I begin to feel uncomfortable. (Who is this treasure?)

He flicked his long greasy hair to the side that looked as if it had been slicked back two weeks in a row, as he stared between us awaiting an answer.

ew

I didn't even know what he had said to Leon, but what ever it was pissed him off because I was sharply and swiftly then dragged into Leon's lap his arms tight around me as I let out a small shriek.

"ahh, vedo che è tua hm..?" The same man smirks grabbing the glass of liquor in front of him and taking a swig. (She's yours isn't she.)

"Bingo, ora smettila di fissarla in quel modo prima di farmi strabuzzare gli occhi." Leonardo's tone was bland and brisk as he said what ever he just said, my eyes trained to my lap, I knew this conversation was heated even though I couldn't understand. (now stop staring at her like that before you make me gorge your eyes out.)

The rest of the small talk amongst the other men around the table paused as they all turned to tune in on what ever this was about.

Leon's hand just moved down grabbing onto my thigh with a harsh squeeze.

The eldest of the group cleared his throat before speaking. "EHI! andiamo avanti con il gioco, ok?"
(Hey! let's get on with the game, shall we?)

The other men nodded as Leon leaned forward to pick up his cards.

Leon said this would be quick, ugh.

They all just started talking amongst themselves in Italian and from what I could assume it was probably some boring shit, about money laundering and drugs. Who knows.

I just sat there in Leon's lap leaning back into his chest bored as hell.

What was I supposed do to? I should have stayed in the car.

Small conversation broke out over the group, and that's when Leon finally leaned down to say something to me. "You okay kitten?" He asked, fiddling with the bottom lace of my skirt with his free hand.

"Mmm," I hummed back.

"Good girl, now stay quiet for me." He whispered before kissing the side of my head moving his attention to the cards now piled in front of him.

He stared down at the cards, "actually, it's been awhile since I've played. I will sit out this round and watch." The other men nodded.

Muffled music played around us and the lights felt as though they dimmed more. But my train of thought was paused when Leonardo ran his tattooed thumb down my covered pussy, it felt good it did, I was desperate for attention there and I was getting wetter by the second but at a table full of men?

There's a time and a place for something like this.

I instantly move my hand to his in attempt to pry his torturous fingers away from me, but his fingers wouldn't budge. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." His raspy voice slurred into my ear his thumb now presses down on my clit causing me to jolt slightly, his finger swirling around it.

The feeling of ecstasy felt just so good but so wrong as he did this in front of everyone even though they had no idea what was going on under the table.

"L-Leon, not here. P-please." I stuttered out barely being able to form a coherent sentence. He let out a low chuckle.

"I do what I want when I want Kitten, and if I want to please my girl in my casino, then I will." I let out a small 'hmph.' At his smart mouth.

As controlling and dominating he may seem, it always turns me on to lengths I couldn't describe.

I watch as the men played their cards not even sparing us a glance, thank god.

I was really starting to regret wearing this skirt.

Leon then yanked my panties to the side so rough it dragged over me so roughly it brought me pleasure for a slight second

I slightly leaned back into him, his fingers running down to my opening. Teasing around my entrance for a second before slamming a long rough finger inside of me, to which I wriggled to the side trying to make the situation less obvious.

Without even noticing I was holding my breath my face was also probably beetroot red!

I bit down on my lip trying to suppress my moans but I started to fail miserably when Leon whispered all his dirty thoughts as he kissed the side of my head, caressing my hair with his other hand.

This felt soo good but was definitely wrong place at the wrong time. But I was starting to not even care anymore.

Suddenly, he shoved another finger inside of me, my walls squeezing tightly around him as he spread me out with his fingers in a sizzling motion which only forced them deeper into me, hitting my g spot hard.

I made small noises and had to try my hardest to stop myself to which Leon just chuckled at me.

Did he think this was a joke? What would his friends think of him, no actually us if they were to see what was going on underneath the table before them right now.

The thought brought me anxiety as much as it brought me closer to the edge of my orgasm just at the thought of someone else to see how good my man was at satisfying his girl.

His thumb started to move back and forth over my clit building up that twisted feeling inside me, I wanted to realise but it felt so wrong. So wrong.

"Now be a good girl for me and be quiet when you cum." He whispered into my ear which I nodded in response, at this point in time I was unable to form a coherent sentence that was for sure.

Hand with his fingers moving so effortlessly in and out of me at a perfect paste and the attention she was giving my clit I was just about over the edge.

"Does my little slut like being pleased in public, does that turn her on?" The deep husky voice of Leon was all I could hear when I finally came to my release, trying to keep my cool and make it not obvious what was happening to anyone around us.

Maybe i was into shit like this, being praised and degraded like this in public did turn me on.

"That's it, Atta girl." He murmured from behind me when he felt my pussy clench his fingers tight, I was slightly riding him, even though I shouldn't it was too risky.

"Mm" I whimpered out when I finally came over the edge reaching my orgasm, Leon just dug his fingers further inside of me and made his thrusts even more frequent as I came all over his hands, hair was blown in my face i was probably also slightly sweaty from the intense orgasm, I was so thankful for the dim lighting.

I may be to hopeful but I hope that these men had no idea what just happened.

Leon pulled his fingers from out of me, rubbing the cum left over on his fingers against my inner thigh and moving my panties back over me. He lets out a satisfied groan as he leaned back in his seat more comfortably.

There is no way he just did that.

And I was still so turned on.

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OK I AM SO SORRY VERY LATE UPLOAD BUT LIFE HAS JUST BEEN VERY BUSY SO I HOPE YOU GIYS ENJOYED THE SMUT. ....

TWO HANDS ON THE PHONE YALL AHAHAHA

ANYWAYS I DO STILL HAVE PLANS FOR THIS BOOK EVEN THOUGH ARA AND LEONS STORY IS WRAPPING UP AND IS SOON COMING TO A END..

LOOK FORWARD FOR NEXT CHAPTER SOON HUNS!

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