I felt the shiver that went through her as I ghosted my way down her ear to the side of her neck. Goosebumps littered her skin as I pressed a soft kiss below her earlobe. She was so responsive, and I hadn’t even touched her yet.
“You want me to fuck you regardless of who can see?” I murmured. “If anyone looked up they’d know exactly what I’m doing to you.”
The low moan that escaped her lips made me smirk. She had no idea that no one would be able to see. The two-wayglass was specifically made to only let the people inside this apartment see out, not the other way around.
“Tell me, Emmie.” I kissed my way to the front of her throat, gently sucking on her skin but not enough to leave a mark. “If I were to touch your pussy, would I find you already soaked for me?”
She slumped against the window, hands reaching out to grasp the front of my shirt. Her left leg came up to wrap around my hip, hooking around my waist.
“Hm?” I moved up to nip her chin.
“Yes,” she breathed. My right hand came off the window to grasp the side of her bare thigh. The cute little skirt she was wearing for practice was my newest obsession. If only the stitched-in shorts underneath weren’t there. My fingertips played with the hem of them, itching to rip them off.
Keeping my eyes on hers, I trailed my hand to her inner thigh, then upward until I cupped her pussy through the fabric. Her green eyes fluttered as I rubbed my palm against her.
“Mateo,” she moaned, moving against my hand. The sound of my name on her lips was going to be my undoing. I turned my hand over so it was my knuckles pressed against her.
“I should stand right here and make you get off by grinding on my hand,” I mused. Emmie must have liked the thought of that because her hips swiveled. She used her leg on my hip to pull herself closer.
I didn’t look away as she used my hand, the tendons in her neck straining as she fucked the ridges of my knuckles. As much as I wanted to see her come undone like this, I had other plans. I moved my hand away, and Emmie’s eyes snapped open, a whine leaving her mouth.
“What…?”
My chuckle was dark. She wasn’t coming until I told her to.
I put the same on the top of her head and gently applied pressure. I gestured toward the floor with my chin. Emmie slid down to her knees without further instruction.
Fuck. Now that is a view.
She sat back on her heels, hands coming up to grab my thighs, head back to meet my gaze before they moved down to the bulge at the front of my pants. There was no disguising how turned on I was.
I stood there, not moving an inch as I let her decide what she wanted to do. Tension and arousal thrummed through my body with such intensity that I prayed I didn’t come the moment she touched my cock.
Emmie’s eyes flicked up to me as she reached up and grabbed the sides of my joggers. Thank god I was still wearing the clothes I put on to go to the rink earlier. All it took was a firm tug of her hands to pull them down, leaving me in nothing but my boxers.
I gritted my teeth as she rubbed a hand over my hard cock and then squeezed the length through the fabric. It pulsed under her grip, the tip already leaking.
When Emmie leaned forward, pressing her lips against my cock in an open-mouthed kiss, I groaned. The devious smirk she gave me was something else entirely and made my hand thread through her hair tighter.Little minx.
This time, her eyes didn’t break eye contact as she removed my boxers, my hard cock bouncing free and almost hitting her in the face.
“Since you wanted to tease me,” Emmie said, her voice laced with fake innocence. She didn’t wait for my response as she grasped me in her hand, her thumb traced the head, a tingle went through my spine.
My eyes were glued to her movements as she trailed herlips along the underside of my cock, flicking my balls with the tip of her tongue. She did that a few more times before she pulled back. I should have known she would get her revenge and tease me in return.
“Not so fun, now is it?” Emmie taunted, hand stroking me from tip to base as she smirked up at me.
“Careful, firecracker,” I warned.
“Or what?” The light of the lamp showed the twinkle in her eye. Her grip tightened just a smidge, and she slowly dragged her fist upward until liquid pooled at the tip, her tongue flicking out to lick it up. A groan vibrated in my throat.
The victorious look on her face snapped my control. My right hand moved from the top to the back of her head, lacing through her silky strands until I had a tight, firm grip.
With a sharp tug, I drew her head back, my hand bracing the back of it before it could knock too hard against the window. Her lips parted, surprise flashing across her face. The muscles in my forearm flexed as I kept her perfectly still, while my other hand grabbed the base of my cock, directing it toward her open mouth.
I hissed as I slid my length over her tongue. The drag of it against me made my eyes roll back. Emmie’s moan vibrated against me as I pulled out just a little, then slid back in.
She looked beautiful kneeling between my legs, hands in her lap, mouth stretched open by my cock, eyes wide and on me. It was going to take everything I had not to come in her mouth immediately.
