“We can,” I murmured against her lips. “You’ll just have to be quiet,” I said, undoing the string of my shorts. “Or I’ll make you quiet.”
By the time I freed my cock, it was already throbbing, her breath faltered. Her pupils darkened as she dropped to her knees, lips parting in anticipation, like she’d been holding herself back all day too.
Christ,she was a vision. Hair messy from the flight, cheeks flushed with a feverish blush, looking at me like she wanted to swallow every filthy promise I’d ever made her. When her hand finally wrapped around me, stroking with a slow, torturous rhythm, a guttural groan tore from my chest. “Jesus, O.”
She looked up through her dark lashes, wicked and triumphant. “You started it.”
Before I could answer, she licked the bead of precum from my tip in one deliberate, slow motion before she took me into her mouth entirely. She went deep, nearly gagging, and the sparks of it sent a jolt of electricity up every nerve I had.
My head thumped back with a guttural sound. “Fuuuck.Yessss. Just like that.”
Her hand twisted at the base, tongue rolling over the underside of the head, sending sparks through every limb. “Look at you,” I rasped, my fingers threading deep into her hair to hold her in place. “Wrecking me with that mouth, looking like a goddess. You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”
She moaned around me, hollowing out her cheeks with a precision that made my jaw ache from the strain of not coming right then. “Fuck—keep going and I’ll come down your throat before I even get to bend you over that rail.”
Her fingers tightened in a silent, defiant approval.
“Shit,” I hissed, tugging her back up. My cock slipped from her lips with a wet, heavy pop that echoed in the night air. Her face was flushed, her lips swollen and damp, and I was seconds away from losing my goddamn mind. “I need to fuck you. Now.”
Her breathless, frantic nod was my undoing.
I spun her, pressing her against the cool metal rail, shoving down her leggings because they were suddenly the enemy. The city glowed below, but all I saw was her, panties pulled aside, ass bared, thighs trembling.
“Jesus Christ,” I groaned. “This view should be illegal.”
I slid my hand between her thighs. Fucking soaked.
“You like this? Knowing someone could hear? Does that do it for you O?”
She whimpered, nodding into her arm braced on the railing.
I ripped open a condom I’d had in my pocket because, yeah, I’d planned on being prepared the very second I had her to myself, wherever that might be. I slid inside her slowly—so slowly I could feel the exact moment her body yielded to mine, stretching to take every inch. We both moaned at the sensation.
“God, you feel unreal,” I hissed, my hands gripping her hips to steady us both. I leaned over her, fisting her hair gently to turn her face toward the glass door. Our reflection stared back at us—me buried deep inside her, her face flushed, beautiful and completely undone.
“Look,” I commanded. “Look at how good we look together. That’s me inside you. That’s you taking every bit of it.”
Her moans grew louder, spilling into the warm night air. She tried to muffle herself against her arm, but I wasn't having it. “No,” I snapped, tugging her head back gently so I could see her eyes in the glass. “No hiding. I want to hear all of it.”
I felt her inner walls begin to tighten with every thrust, a frantic, rhythmic pulsing that told me she was right on the edge.She cried out and came hard, her body clenching around mine so tightly it dragged me under with her.
“Fuck… O…”
My cock throbbed as I came, a deep, shuddering release that shook through both of us. I collapsed against her, my forehead pressed to her shoulder, my hands still gripping her as if she might blur into the city lights.
“You’re insane,” she whispered, gasping for breath..
I kissed the sweetness of her skin. “You bring it out of me.”
She turned in my arms, her eyes equal parts exasperated and smug, She gripped my face and kissed me with a hunger that said she wasn't nearly done with me.
And Jesus Christ, I was already hard again.
Chapter 32
Orla
I woke in his bed.Again. It seemed to be becoming a habit I had absolutely no intention of breaking. I hadn’t expected to feel this safe in someone’s bed again, but there I was, waking up in Tyler Reed’s arms like it was the most natural thing in the world.
