“What do you say?”
“Please, Daddy. Make me come.”
He grumbles and pushes me backward, my hands landing on cold glass, and my heart racing as his lips suck on my clit, and I gasp. My head falls onto the glass as he sucks my clit while he fucks me with his fingers, and all I can think about is the sensation between my legs. The tingling feeling overtakes my body, and I push on the glass until I lose all sense of where I am while I come all over his fingers and tongue.
He doesn’t let me recover because he’s already on his feet and I hear him unbuckling his pants. He wraps my legs around his waist and pushes inside me. “Fuck! So tight.”
I moan at the sensation, and my head tips back, hitting the glass behind me.
He pulls out and slams back in, fucking me brutally. My back hits the glass, my head shifting, causing the blindfold to slip from my head. Darkness gone, I can see light at my side, and I don’t even care anymore as I lose myself in the frenzy. I moan and pull on his hair as his lips leave bruises on my neck and breasts. Fear mixes with sensation, and my stomach dips. I don’t even complain when he pulls out and flips me around before he slams into me from behind. He takes my hands and places them over my head, pressing my upper body against the glass.
His lips kiss and lick my neck, and my head falls back. My muscles contract, and I can feel the urgency in his body as he fucks me. I feel the tension and tingling, and then he whispers in my ear, “Open your eyes, doll. Open them and see the beauty of being fucked in the sky.”
I obey, and the thought that there’s no ground now doesn’t seem as scary. Instead of fear, excitement overwhelms me as I take in the tilting city beneath me, where the streets seem both endless and dangerously close. I come as Gabriel pumps his release inside me.
For the first time, I watch the beauty of the skyline of the city that never sleeps. The city stretches below in dizzying detail, streets carving the skyline into grids, cars no bigger than ants, their headlights flickering like restless fireflies. Now that I’m here and looking down, it doesn’t seem that scary. Maybe because the glass is keeping me from falling, but that’s something I plan to find out some other time.
Gabriel covers my body and embraces me from behind. “What are you thinking about?”
I smile. “I’m not sure if I’m in shock, delusion, or if I’m afraid to move from here. And the fact that anyone could see us should get me running from the window, yet I can’t move.”
“You can test that theory anytime you want. As for being seen, well, not many could have. Think of it as a little show, something to give you a thrill. Unless there is a voyeur out there with his binoculars, having the time of their life.”
I turn slightly and look at him with wide eyes. “That is terrifying,” I say and turn my attention back to the velvet sky. My chest expands with satisfaction. I’m proud that I’m still standing here. How did I miss seeing all this beauty? I relax into his arms until my lids start to close, and I can feel myself falling into Gabriel.
“Come. Let’s go to bed. Tomorrow is a new day.”
I sleep in his arms with all the weight gone from our chests and a new day to look forward to.
thirty
Gabriel
It's easy to fall into a routine and live as if no one exists. Just the two of us and the bed.
But the reality is harsher than that. Especially in our world, where those like Victor can come and crush it in a heartbeat.
It’s not just Victor; I thought I could trust Boris to keep Valentina safe, and I thought none of my old life would ever come near her. I was wrong. Everything came back to bite me.
The funny thing is, I couldn’t have cared less about seeing Naomi there, as much as I hated to see Victor near Valentina.
Reason number one that I’m waiting for Boris. He should have known better. There will be consequences for stabbing me in the back.
“I didn’t expect you.” Boris fidgets with the paper on his desk.
“But you should have. Did you think I would just let it slip, the way you blindsided me? If you were anyone else, you would be bleeding on the floor by now.”
“Look, Gabriel, I’m truly sorry. But this is how it works. We need to fight other clubs; we’re still amateurs. We need…”
I cut off the nonsense he’s spouting. “Don’t bullshit me, Boris. We both know how things work. I understand the amateurs' fight. But I also know very well how things work with Victor and my line of work.” I walk toward his desk until my thighs hit the edge. “What does he have on you?”
He looks to the side. “It’s nothing; it’s just a misunderstanding. I will get through it.”
“What does he have? And before you think it's about you, it's not. It’s because my wife was supposed to be safe here. Like I was a long time ago.”
He throws the paper onto the table. “The gym isn’t working like it was before. I needed the money, and the bank didn’t want to lend me any, so I went to Ricky.”
I shake my head. He should have known better. “How does Victor come into the picture?”
