I sink all the way in one smooth stroke, both of us groaning at the sensation. She's tight, perfect, taking all of me.
"Fuck, baby, you feel incredible."
I start moving, slow at first, savoring the drag and clench of her body around mine. Her nails dig into my shoulders as she lifts her hips to meet each thrust.
"Harder," she says in between moans. "I'm not going to break."
Something snaps in me at her words. I hook her legs over my arms, changing the angle to hit deeper. The new position has her crying out with each thrust, her head thrown back against the pillows.
"That's it, baby. Let me hear you."
Her walls begin to flutter around me, body tensing as she gets close. I slip a hand between us, thumb finding her clit. "Come for me, Maddison. Let go."
She shatters with halting whimpers of my name, back arching off the bed, inner muscles clenching around me in tight pulses. A coil of tension rolls through me at the sight of her coming undone. I drive into her once, twice more before following her over, release tearing through me with an intensity that leaves me shaking.
I collapse beside her, pulling her against my chest as we both struggle to catch our breath. This wasn't just sex. This was something else entirely. Something I've never felt with anyone before.
And fuck me if I don't already want more.
Two hours later, I lead her onto the private balcony, wrapped in nothing but a hotel robe. The city lights spread below us like a sea of stars, but I can't take my eyes off Maddison. Her hair's a mess from my hands, lips swollen from my kisses, and she has that just-fucked glow.
I can get used to this.
"Beautiful view," she says, leaning against the railing.
"Not the one I'm looking at." I move behind her, hands slipping inside her robe to cup her breasts. "No one can see us here. Walls on both sides, sixty-five floors up."
She lets her head fall back against my shoulder as I tease her nipples to stiff peaks. "What are you suggesting, Clay?"
In answer, I untie her robe, pushing it off her shoulders. The night air raises goosebumps across her naked skin. "Hands on the railing, baby."
Her breath catches, but she complies, bending slightly at the waist, hands gripping the metal bar. The position puts her perfect ass on display, and I drop to my knees behind her, spreading her thighs.
"Sebastian, what are you … Oh God."
My tongue finds her slit. I devour her pussy, sucking her folds and slipping my tongue inside her, hands holding her hips steady.
When her legs start trembling, I stand, shedding my own robe. My cock is hard to the point of pain but ready for round two. I line myself up, pushing into her with one deep thrust.
"Oh God!" she cries out, the sound echoing across the night air.
I clamp a hand over her mouth. "Quiet, baby. Unless you want me to stop?"
She shakes her head frantically, pushing back against me. I remove my hand, replacing it with two fingers that slip into her mouth. She sucks them eagerly, muffling her moans as I pound into her from behind.
The sight of her bent over the railing, taking me so perfectly, almost makes me come, but I fight it and slow my pace, grinding deep. "First time you've listened to me all night."
She bites my finger in retaliation, making me laugh. The laugh turns to a groan when she clenches deliberately around me.
"Playing dirty, baby? Two can play that game."
I reach around to stroke her clit in tight circles, timing it with each thrust. Her inner walls grip me tighter, her breath coming in short, sharp pants.
"Sebastian, I'm going to?—"
"Come for me. Let me feel you."
She convulses around me, biting down on her lip to keep from screaming. The rhythmic pulsing of her orgasm triggers my own, and I empty myself inside her with a guttural groan, fingers digging into her hips hard enough to leave marks.
