Under the glow of the yellow streetlight, the Italian teen's curves were accentuated by the gentle breeze that brushed against her skin. She stood nervously before him, biting her lower lip as he approached. He smirked, admiring the way her petite frame swayed with each step she took towards him.
He pulled her close, his hand running through her soft, dark hair, and she leaned into him, her heart racing at his touch. He lifted her up effortlessly, his strong arms bearing her weight as he carried her to the alleyway behind the club where they stood.
The moment he set her down, he was upon her, his lips trailing soft kisses down her neck and along her collarbone. She let out a shuddering breath, arching her back to press herself closer to him. With one swift movement, he pulled her lacey bra aside and took his warm, rough hand to her bare skin.
