But I’m not done.
Before she can catch her breath, I lift her upright and carry her to the lounge chair behind us. I drop into it and pull her onto my lap, facing away from me toward the view.
She groans as I guide her down again, her thighs bracketing mine, pussy still fluttering around my cock.
“Ride me,” I murmur against her ear. “Come again while you look at the view.”
She braces her hands on my thighs and starts to move, rolling her hips slowly at first, then faster as she finds the rhythm. The city lights stretch out in front of her, and her breath comes in ragged bursts.
“That’s it,” I say, hands gripping her hips. “Just like that. Fuck, you feel incredible.”
Her back arches and her head drops back onto my shoulder as I thrust up into her, matching her rhythm with a growl low in my throat. My hands are fucking everywhere—palming her breasts under her top, tweaking her nipples, sliding down to her clit again.
“Look at the view, Havoc. You’re riding me with the whole damn city watching. So fucking perfect like this.”
“Don’t stop, Reid—God, don’t stop—”
“I won’t,” I mutter, fucking up into her with more force now, cock dragging against every sensitive inch inside her. “God, you’re taking me so fucking well. Don't come 'til I say.”
I slide one hand up under her top again, fingers closing around her breast, thumb flicking her nipple until she cries out. The other hand drops between her legs, swirling her clit harder this time.
“Yes, yes, yes fuck, Reid!” She widens her thighs, sinking down deeper, wetter, clenching around me.
My groan is loud as my hand slips from her nipple up to her throat.
“Stay right there,” I murmur, tightening my grip at her throat just enough to make her feel it. “Take it.”
“Reid—oh my god—”
“That’s it,” I moan. “You're gonna come for me exactly when I tell you to.”
I lick up the side of her neck and my fingers flex against her throat as my hot breath tickles against her ear. The wet sounds of her pussy grinding are sending me insane.
“Wait,” I order softly when her body starts to tighten. “Not yet.”
“Reid!” Her breath turns desperate.
“Now,” I say against her ear. “Fucking come for me, baby.”
Her body locks up, then spasms around me, her voice desperately chanting my name as she comes hard, pussy pulsing around me and squeezing tight. I follow a second later, jaw clenched, groaning through my teeth as I spill inside her.
We collapse back together on the lounger, her back against my chest, her legs draped open over mine, both of us gasping as the night air cools the sweat on our skin.
The city glows quietly in front of us, and the stars blink overhead like they’ve been watching this whole time.
I kiss her temple while our hearts hammer in sync, chests rising and falling together. When her breathing finally evens out, she leans her head back on my shoulder, letting me hold her tighter.
“Still okay?”
She nods, voice sleepy and loose. “Yeah. More than okay.”
I don’t move, not until her muscles start to tense, like she’s remembering she should get up and go.
“Come on,” I murmur, one hand smoothing up her spine. “Let’s rinse off.”
With her wordless hum of agreement, I ease her off my lap and scoop her into my arms. She lets me do it without protest—just rests her head against my shoulder, letting her fingers curl against my neck as I carry her through my bedroom and into the ensuite.
I push open the bathroom door and set her down gently on the edge of the vanity. Her legs dangle off the side, skin flushed and eyes soft as she watches me.
