“Good, because I’m asking for a lot.” He parted my lower lips, pressed his mouth against me, and took a long lick with his thick tongue. My body grew hot with fever. I burned inside with desire for Christian, and only his body could quench the fire that consumed me.
He slowly dragged his tongue through my folds as he toyed with my clitoris. His eyes remained on me as he pleasured me; at the same time, he stoked the fire within me.
My hips jerked forward, and my hands rested on his head. I realized that Christian was right. This was the perfect way to bring in the New Year. But I also realized that I wanted so much more. I needed him deep inside me when that peach dropped.
I pushed at his head, but he wouldn’t move. “Chris, baby, stop.”
His tongue twirled inside of me, and I jerked forward again, gripping his head. I gyrated and moaned, lost in his consumption of me. Moments later, I recalled what I was supposed to be doing. My fingers dug into his scalp as I tried pushing him away one more time. “Chris, please.”
He groaned inside of me, thoroughly slaking me with his tongue.
“No, baby. Not this way. I want what you needed.”
He pulled back with his eyes hanging low. “The hell are you talking about, woman? Don’t tell me that you don’t feel good,” he whispered, pumping his fingers inside of me.
“No, I need you inside of me. That peach is gonna drop soon.”
He stood, grabbed my hair, and jerked my head back. Christian covered my mouth with the deepest kiss, and my heart raced with excitement over what I felt for him and anxiety that the peach would drop without us being connected.
It wasn’t just about the sex for a release. It was about being physically connected with him in a way that bonded our souls and made us one forever.
I slid my hands between us and unzipped his pants as he licked around the inside of my mouth. I felt like I scored a touchdown when my hands nestled around his thick, powerful erection. His skin was hot and smooth, but I wondered how it would feel inside of me.
I pulled back and gritted out a command. “Inside me. Now!”
He chuckled, grabbed his erection, and lifted my leg. I wrapped it around his back, and he slid inside my folds.
“Ohh, shit, Chris.”
He dragged his lips from my mouth to my neck, where he nipped me. My head hung back as my back pressed against the balcony. Oh shit. I could see the couple in the room next door on their balcony. The man stood behind her, and she had her phone held high as she recorded the city beyond us.
Christian pulled out of me.
“Wha-what are you doing?” I stammered.
He spun me around to face the street and smacked my ass. “We came here to see the peach drop, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Then let’s watch that peach.”
He gripped my hips and slid back into me again.
“Oh!” I squealed when he hit me at a deep angle with a hard thrust. The couple next to us turned around and leaned further out to see us.
“Aww shit, baby. That’s what we should’ve been doing,” the man shouted.
“Baby, maybe we should let them have their privacy.”
I didn’t give a shit what they were saying. He was thrusting deeper inside of me, and that was all I cared about. Thankfully, they couldn’t see my private parts from the angle Christian had me. They could only tell what we were doing. The man jerked her away as Christian shoved inside of me again.
“I have to cum,” I moaned.
“Come on, baby.”
The sounds of people starting to count down could be heard all around us from the street below and on the balconies around us, and above us.
“You feel so good.” He grunted in my ear as his fingers dug into my waist.
