Tris glances between us while he pulls on his coat. “Okay, then. Have fun!”
When the door closes, I turn to Marcus. “I feel like Tristan’s gran might be the world’s most interesting old lady.”
“Absolutely.” Marcus grins. “I suggested making her our event coordinator, but Tris said she’s too cheeky. He literally used the phrase ‘full of piss and vinegar.’”
I laugh, and Marcus gives me that affectionate look again. We stare at each other for a beat, and I wonder if he feels the way the air shifts around us. “So we have plans?” I ask, clearing my throat.
He nods, a mischievous gleam in his eyes. “C’mon, we need to be quick. I told Seb I’d FaceTime him after the walk-through.”
The large stone fireplace in the corner is blazing, casting dancing orange light around the room. Outside, gusts of wind rattle the windows with icy blasts, but here, inside, it feels safe and cozy.
He yanks me toward the big window. “There’s something I’ve been dying to do since you started working on this project.”
“What’s that?” I ask as he backs me up to the window overlooking the water.
“Fuck you against this glass.”
“Oh my God,” I whimper as he turns me and pushes me against the window. He reaches around and unbuttons my pants, yanking them down my thighs with my boxers. My cock springs free, and I shiver when it presses against the cool surface, smearing precum on the glass.
Even though the balcony hides us from the street below, I still feel so exposed doing something so intimate where it feels like anyone could see. I hear the sound of a zipper as Marcus removes his own clothes, and in the reflection, I see him pumping his cock while he eyes me.
“God, you’re sexy right now. Bend over, beautiful,” he rumbles. “Show me your pretty pink hole.”
I swallow and press my ass toward him. We haven’t fucked since the night he left in December, so I’m sure he means to finger-fuck me, but when I feel something cold run between my ass cheeks, I realize that he came prepared. With lube.
I curse and push back against Marcus’s hand as he slathers liquid over my hole, rimming me with his fingers until I’m impossibly slick. Then I feel him line up the fat crown of his cock.
“Ready for me, baby boy? I’m not going to be gentle.”
I’m quivering with anticipation. “Please, fuck me hard. I need you inside me before I explode.”
He pushes into me, his cock stretching me as his tip breaches my body, and he gives a shallow thrust, his forehead falling to the back of my shoulder with a content sigh. He pushes in farther, and the burn and the stretch meld together, making my swollen cock ache.
He holds himself deep, grazing my prostate, and I let out a hiss and reach for myself, but Marcus grabs my hand.
“We’re doing this hands-free tonight. I want to make you come from my cock alone.”
“Fuck.” Just his filthy words are making me so horny I might die. I squirm on his dick. “Then fuck me already.”
“Such a needy little slut, aren’t you?”
I nod frantically and push back again, but a sharp slap on my ass stops me. I cry out, pleasure and pain coursing through me like a fucking electric current.
“Be still,” he growls, and I nod frantically.
“Just please move,” I whisper. “I need to come.”
He pulls back and thrusts inside me, bottoming out as the coarse pubic hair on his pelvis meets my ass. Then he really starts to fuck me, his hips pistoning in and out, the only soundsmy fingertips squeaking against the glass, our animalistic grunts, and the wet slap of skin on skin.
The head of his cock prods my prostate every time, milking it as I get closer and closer until I’m beyond blitzed out from the pleasure. I’ve never been able to come hands-free before, but Marcus is squeezing this orgasm out of me with embarrassing ease.
“I’m so close,” I pant.
He grabs my throat, tipping my head back, and leans close to my ear, his voice low and commanding. “Come for me, Jer.”
And I do, my release barreling through me, stripe after stripe of cum spraying the window. It feels like I unload forever, and my name on his lips tells me he’s there with me, his pounding becoming more frenzied as he unloads inside my body, his cum a flood of warmth that triggers another mini-orgasm.
“Holy fuck,” I pant as I come down from the release.
