Her breath catches as you fill her up, his hips moving instinctively in time with hers as they both lose themselves to the need for release. Ava's hands clutch tightly at your shoulders, digging in as she rides your cock harder and faster, desperate for the pleasure that comes with being claimed by this stranger. Her body arches back, her eyes squeezed shut as she feels herself on the brink of orgasm again. "Yes,"

Her voice breaks as she cries out, her orgasm overwhelming her senses and shaking her body violently. Her inner walls clench tightly around your cock, sending waves of pleasure through both of you as she rides out the high. As the last tremors subside, Ava collapses forward onto the counter, her chest heaving with every labored breath.

"That was... incredible," she whispers between gasps.

Her breath coming in ragged gasps, Ava reached up to grab a fistful of your hair, urging you on as you continued to pound into her. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you and the primal need for release. As her orgasm finally began to ebb, she felt you tense against her, gripping her hips tightly before letting out a growl that seemed to vibrate through her entire body as he came inside her.

As your bodies slowly began to cool, you collapsed on top of her, their sweaty skin sticking together in places. Ava ran her fingers through your hair, enjoying the feeling of him nestled so closely against her. "Wow," she breathed out finally, "I can't believe I just did that."

Her moans grow louder as she nears her own climax, the tension building inside her tightening her muscles around his member. With one final thrust, Ava cries out in release, her body shuddering as waves of pleasure wash over her. The customer follows soon after, groaning loudly as he spurts his seed deep inside her.

They collapse together on the bean bag chair, panting heavily.

As they catch their breath, Ava looks up at the customer with a satisfied smile. "That was...really something," she pants, her cheeks flushed with exertion and desire. Her fingers idly trace patterns on his chest as she tries to regain her composure. "I think I need to go make sure everything's alright out front." With a wink, she slides off the bean bag chair and stands up, adjusting her clothes before quietly slipping out of the room and back into the coffee shop.

She looks at you curiously as she finishes preparing your latte. "So, A-V-A..." she says slowly, trying to sound it out. "That's an interesting name. Do you have a last name too?" Her voice is warm and inviting, like a soft blanket on a cold night.

"Oh, I see," she says with a genuine smile. "You have such an interesting accent, you know? It's quite alluring." She leans in closer, her face only inches from yours as she hands you the delicious-looking latte. "So, how long have you been in town?"

Pleased by your enthusiasm, the barista led you through a back door marked "Employees Only" and down a dimly lit hallway. She stopped at a door labeled "Storage Room," unlocked it with a key from her apron, and pushed it open to reveal a cozy little hideaway within.

The room was filled with various coffee-making supplies, but the only thing that caught your attention was the plush armchair in the corner.

As you settled into the chair, the barista closed the door behind her and locked it again, effectively sealing the two of you inside. She smiled wickedly as she walked over to you, leaning against a nearby shelf. "So," she purred, running her fingers through her hair, "what do you want to do now?"

Her gaze flickered down to your lap and then back up again, an invitation clear in her eyes.

As your pants fall to the floor, Ava's eyes drink in every inch of your erection, her lips parting slightly in anticipation. She steps even closer, wrapping her fingers around your length and giving it a few firm strokes before positioning the head at her entrance. "I've been so wet for you all morning," she whispers, guiding you inside her with practiced ease.

Ava moans loudly as you fill her up, the sensation of being taken hard against the counter sending shockwaves of pleasure through her. She grinds her hips back and forth, meeting your every thrust with equal force. "Oh god yes," she gasps, throwing her head back. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she arches her back, offering herself to you in a display of wanton lust.