piccolo tesoro

Good girls

Arabella:

August 26th 2022

We finish the shower and step out together. He grabs a towel and wraps it around his waist before wrapping me in one as well. He kisses the top of my head and walks out of the bathroom.

I slip on his boxers and long sleeve before grabbing a brush and brushing out my hair. I quickly tie my hair into two pigtail braids before walking out to see Vincenzo in his usual black dressy attire. He was buttoning his black dress shirt as I walk over to him and grab the button his was working from him, I button in up fully before looking up at him.

He was already looking down at me smirking, "So-" He leans down kissing me to interrupt the start of my pointless sentence. I break away and take a second to collect my thoughts before speaking, "I was thinking maybe since it's already like 5, we could get takeout and watch movies or something?"

His smile turns to a flat line as he looks annoyed, "I'm sorry Arabella I have to go fucking get dinner with a someone and then check on my club, let's do it tomorrow or sometime soon, okay?" I try to read his frustrated face while I try to hide my disappointment.

Is he going to dinner with a girl? Maybe he has a different girlfriend. I didn't even know he had a club. Was it the one we met at? Maybe he wants to leave.

I step away from him walking towards the door to go to my room, "Yeah no that's totally fine, I can just watch a movie by myself, or finish this show I was watching at home." His eyes sadden when I finish my sentence, but I don't know what he wants from me.

"Arabella, you can come with me. I-" I shake my head grabbing the door knob, "I can come? Of course I want to come with you, but I don't want to be in the way. I didn't even know you had a club and I don't want to interrupt your dinner date" I walk out the door down to hall to my room annoyed at how petty I was being, I know I acted like a baby but I was just hurt.

I am hurt. I wanted us to have the night together, we had a nice moment in the shower and I wanted to just cuddle with him and fall asleep. Maybe have a good slice of pizza or something. I always ruin perfectly good things with high expectations.

I hear his footsteps following behind me as I open my door, I go to close it but he stops it with his hand a glare on his face. "Don't fucking walk away from me Arabella, I want you there. You know that. Get dressed and i'll be back in 10." With that he closes the door and walks away.

Oh.

I walk to my closet grabbing the dress that has had my attention since I first walked in, it was a short black dress with thin tight material. With ruffles at the bottom and a nice texture I wanted to wear it so badly.

F it.

I slip on the dress and my boobs basically spilled out of it. I try to adjust until I feel somewhat comfortable before turning around and adjusting the bottom, I do not want my flat butt to fall out.

I get it to work fine so I decide to move to the bathroom, I add simple mascara, blush, and lipgloss and change my earrings. I take my hair out of the braid pigtails, my hairs still a little wet but now wavy too.

As I walk towards the door to open it, it opens for me. Vincenzo is standing over me in his all black clothes staring down at me. His eyes travel from my eyes to my legs as he clenches his fists, he swiftly grabs my hand in his and walks me downstairs.

Why is he already angry?

As we finally make our way to the car I looked up at him my brows furrowing, "Yes, I'm driving." I nod as he opens my door. I prefer him driving, it's less nerve racking, I feel like the driver is listening to whatever I say. As we both get in the car I anxiously bounce my leg as he begins to drive, he places his hand behind my seat and reverses flexing his jawline slightly.

He looks good, his muscles straining against his tight shirt and something else's straining in his pants. It's embarrassing how that was the first thing I noticed when he came to get me from my room. "Enjoying the view again Tesoro?" I look away immediately as he shifts into drive and stares at me. "No."

He smirks to himself as he drives, "You think I look bad Arabella?" His voice fake hurt but I know he knows how I actually feel.

I shake my head, "No, but I don't have to compliment you." I'm being petty, but this is the first time he's seen me where he hasn't complemented me, and I was feeling insecure especially in this dress.

He moves his hands to rest on my thigh squeezing it tightly making me pulse, "You want me to compliment you La mia ragazza carina?"

I grab his hand on my thigh squeezing it back to make him release from grabbing so hard, but he doesn't, "It would be nice" I mumble rolling my eyes to look out the window.

In a swift movement Vincenzo grabs my hand and forces it to cup his hard bulge through his pants. I let out an awkward gasp as he places his hand on top of mine making me stay touching him, "What do you feel Arabella."

I look away my cheeks hot and red and my clean underwear now feeling a bit too damp. "Feel how fucking hard I am, that's just from looking at you. That's from seeing you in this fucking tight ass dress. You're fucking tits and ass spilling out of that little dress. Feel that. Feel how fucking hard you make me, making me drive while imagining fucking your tight pussy. I know you're fucking dripping so much now you could take me right here, yeah?" I'm in shock, I cant even speak.

Is he going to fuck me right here?

"I see those little thoughts going through your head baby, I'm not gonna touch you where you want. Im gonna let you become like a mess as we drive to a dinner with my client. Im going to let you squirm as we continue driving and my hand gets dangerously close to your aching cunt, but not close enough. Good girls get fucked, good girls get pleased. Babies who don't understand how fucking wanted they are, little brats who roll there eyes, sluts who drip at the sound of my voice, dont." With that he releases my hand and I shrink down in my seat. He's right I'm a mess, I've never been this turned on, with my down there pulsing and legs squirming as he places his hand on my thigh.

Moving his hand up and down every so often but stopping when his fingers start to brush my underwear. I try to clench my legs together but he doesn't let me, holding my thigh strongly lightly slapping every time I try to move it away.

I'm such a perv for becoming wetter every second.

A/N: lokey squirming too. Anyway hope y'all enjoyed the edging. Nothing much to say besides I love you all
-K <3333

PS: Her fit^^^^^