My body felt like it would explode all over if he didn’t stop teasing me. Taking matters into my own hands, I stepped back and pulled my dress over my head. I had on a bra, so I took it off.
Boston unbuttoned his shirt as he stared at me. As hot as my body was, I forgot we were outside for a moment. It wasn’t cold, but it wasn’t hot either.
I watched Boston get naked and stroke his dick with his eyes on me. I probably should have been worried about someone watching us, but I wasn’t. We were too high up anyway.
“I’m not going to lie. I want to take you inside so I could really do some things to you, but I fear I won’t make it.” He smirked while he continued to stroke himself. “I think we should do it out here if you want. The waves crashing in the background will sound lovely as you moan my name. Lay down for me.” He nodded to the lounge chair.
The room was expensive, so the chairs weren’t cheap. As soon as I was on my back, I opened my legs. I kept my heels onbecause they looked good on my feet. Plus, I wanted to see how they looked with my anklet on his shoulder.
“Look at you. Wet and ready for me,” Boston said as he stood in front of the chair. He placed himself in between my legs with his dick still in his hand.
My back arched, and I moaned when he rubbed his dick up and down my slit. He put pressure on my clit as he continued rubbing his dick. His eyes never left mine as he tortured me.
The pressure built in my pelvis and everywhere else as I felt my orgasm creeping up on me.
Before I could release, Boston entered me, and I damn near screamed.
My juices flowed out of me so fast it made my head spin.
“Boston,” I cried out.
“I know, baby. You cumming on your husband’s dick.”
His voice made me cum even harder. He threw around husband and wife like it was nothing.
“You feel good, Mrs. Brooks.”
Something about him calling me by his last name set off another detonator in my body. I came for the third time.Voodoo. It had to be a spell this man was putting on me. We were on the balcony for God’s sake, and he was fucking me like we were inside, in a bed. My body felt like it was floating toward the clouds.
I hadto stop myself from nutting each time Harvest came. I needed to make sure we were on the same page before we were finished. We shared our health records in the car when we left the restaurant. She also informed me she was on birth control. I wouldn’t be mad if it failed either because I was ready to build a family, and I wasn’t against it with Harvest. I also knew she had a good career, and a baby would slow her down, so we would wait until she was ready. Of course, a family was important to me, but having a partner that wanted a child was even more important. We needed to discuss parenting styles and things like that. Before I got ahead of myself, I looked down at my dick gliding in and out of Harvest. The way she coated my shit made me even harder. My shit glistened like a freshly glazed donut.
“You gonna stay with me as my wife?” I asked as I slowed my strokes. I lifted one of her heeled feet and kissed her ankle where her anklet rested.
“Open your eyes, Harvest, and tell me you’re going to stay my wife,” I demanded. I didn’t necessarily mean forever, but I wasn’t opposed to it. “At least the thirty days. Can you do that for me?” Just the tip of my dick was inside of her, and I felt her squeeze around me. “That’s all I’m asking for.” I inched a little more inside. “I want to put us both out of our misery, but I need to know that you won’t leave me yet.” It probably sounded like I was begging, but I didn’t care. I felt like God placed us in each other’s paths at the perfect time. Of all times for us to cross paths, this was when it happened. Coincidence or destiny? It didn’t matter; we were here now.
I slid the rest of my dick inside of her just as she cried out, “Yes. God. Yes.”
Number four.
Harvest came four times. A woman that could cum multiple times like that was a weakness of mine. If a woman could cum and had good pussy, that was fine with me. But a multiple comer was chef’s fucking kiss.
“Thank you.” I leaned down and kissed her again. It didn’t take much longer before I was letting off inside of her. I pecked her lips while my dick twitched.
When my dick finally slipped out of her, I scooted down some and laid my head on her titties. They were so damn soft.
“I want to go inside, but I’m too damn comfortable,” I told her.
“Same.” The only sounds were the waves and the nighttime bugs. We were so far up we could hardly hear the traffic.
We lay there for a few minutes until I got up. I stood, then helped Harvest up, especially since she still had on her shoes.
“You were about to be harvesting my seeds.” I joked as we entered the suite.
“Stick to the music, sir, because that was corny.” Harvest laughed as she bent down to remove her shoes.
I closed the balcony door, then walked up behind her. Since she was in the middle of bending down, I smacked her ass. “You laughed though.”
“Yeah, at how corny it was,” she said as she moved her shoes to the side.
