“Better.” His eyes drop to my breasts. “Now anyone can see you for what you are.”
My pussy pulses so hard I almost double over.
Tony lifts me. His hands grip my thighs and hoist me up onto the flat top of the concrete wall. My ass hits the cold stone. The ledge is wide enough that I’m not going anywhere, but I know the city is dropping away behind me and my stomach doesn’t care about physics. I grab his shoulders anyway.
“Wrap your legs around me.”
I do. My heels dig into the backs of his thighs, and his cock finds my entrance. He pushes into me, and the head of his cock drags along every inch of me. My mouth falls open, and I groan loud enough that the sound carries across the empty rooftop.
“Fuuuuck.” My head drops back. The sky is above me now, dark clouds, and Tony’s cock is stretching me open. His hands are on my bare tits, thumbs rolling over my nipples, pinching hardenough that the pain zings straight between my legs and blurs into pleasure.
He fucks me slowly at first. Long, rolling strokes, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in. Every thrust rocks me against the stone, and his cock pulses every time my inner muscles tighten.
“Look at you.” His thumb brushes across my nipple, and I gasp. “Tits out on a rooftop. Pussy stuffed full of my cock. Anyone could see.”
“I know,” I moan.
“And you love it.”
I nod because I can’t speak. My pussy is squeezing him rhythmically, involuntarily, my body pulling him deeper with every thrust. My thighs start trembling around his hips.
Tony picks up his pace. His hands drop from my tits to grasp my hips, and he pulls me onto his cock with each thrust, using my body weight to drive himself deeper. The concrete bites into my ass and I don’t care.
“You came here without your husband.” He’s fucking me faster now, each thrust pinning me to the ledge. “Didn’t even wear panties. You walked into my casino already dripping, ready to bend over for whoever got to you first.”
I gasp because he’s right. My tits are out on a casino rooftop with another man’s cock inside me and my wedding ring is in the car.
And right there, mid-thrust, Robert’s face flashes through my head. Not the version that greets me at the door with his cock hard and his eyes glazed. The kitchen face. The one from yesterday when he saidyou lied to mewithout raising his voice.
I clench so hard around Tony my abs cramp, and he hisses through his teeth.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
“Say it back to me.”
Tears sting my eyes. “I came here dripping.” My orgasm is building from somewhere deep and dark, not the bright fizzy climb I’m used to. This one is dragging me under. “Ready to bend over for whoever got to me first.”
“That’s right.”
He slams his cock against that spot over and over, and the pleasure is tightening like a fist in my core. He lets go of my hip with his other hand and reaches between us, his thumb pressing my clit, circling hard, and my hips buck against him.
Tony’s phone buzzes in his pocket. I feel it vibrate against my inner thigh. He ignores it. When it buzzes again, his rhythm turns punishing.
My pussy flutters in pre-orgasm spasms, and my clit throbs against his thumb. I’m almost there. I’m almost gone.
And then Tony says it.
“Your husband doesn’t know you’re here, does he?”
His words are almost conversational, like he’s confirming a dinner reservation. His eyes locked on mine, so I can’t look away when it hits.
The orgasm detonates.
Not like a wave. Like the floor dropping out.
I come harder than I’ve ever come with Tony. The first time in his office, the night with both of them—nothing touched this. My vision whites out. A scream tears through the open air, and my pussy spasms violently, gushing around his cock. The orgasm keeps going, wave after wave, my pussy clenching around him so hard my whole body shakes. I’m falling apart on a casino rooftop, and I can’t stop coming.
Tony explodes with a roar while I’m still pulsing. He drives deep and holds, his cock twitching as his cum floods me. My pussy milks him through it like my body is trying to take everything it can before the reckoning comes.
