“Good morning,” Brent made her jump with his greeting and Sadie turned to look at him with wide eyes. “He was my college roommate. Not too much wakes him up early, so don’t worry.” He stood, and she took in his body with eager eyes as he walked to the bathroom for a pair of workout shorts before giving her a mischievous smile. “Do you like what you see?”
Sadie blushed and left the bedroom as he trailed her down the long hallway.
“This is a huge hotel room.”
“It’s the penthouse. It has four bedrooms in all in case we have friends stay in it.” Brent replied as she stepped into the foyer of the main room lined with windows.
“You guys aren’t…gay?” Sadie asked and heard Brent laugh.
“Not so much. We both loved pleasuring you, but we don’t feel the need to pleasure each other. I guess if a hand slips or something next time, then we’ll see what happens.” Brent was so confident in himself and his sexuality, and she walked to the windows to get away from him as she thought about everything that happened in the last twenty-four hours. She thought mostly about the next time they were together...would there really be one? She admitted deep inside that it was one of the most intense experiences of her life and that she wanted it to happen again, but there were things about that which confused her. The view was just as impressive here, and she felt him approach her from behind as she shivered against the thick cold glass. Brent moved his hands forward to loosen the sash of the robe and slide his hands over her tingling breasts. “I’d fuck you happily against this window all by myself.” He slipped one hand over her hips and against her clit as she fell forward and moaned his name.
“The window,” she managed to say as he moved his mouth over the reddened skin of her neck.
“We’re far above the city and if someone wants to watch, let them. You’re beautiful when you fuck, Sadie,” Brent assured her as he slipped the robe down her body and spread her legs, sliding a finger inside of her. She felt her skin press harder against the glass as she gasped and rocked against him to chase another orgasm. Just before she was there, Brent ordered her to stay just where she was before he left the room for a moment.
She stilled and looked over the city. They were high, so much so that anyone in an apartment would need more than just the naked eye to take a look at her body and what she and Brent were about to do. But that was part of New York living and why she kept her blinds closed so the perverted old man across from her wouldn’t try to watch her change.
She heard footsteps, and he was behind her again. Brent spread her open further and slipped inside of her as she cried out with the feeling. Her body welcomed him and wrapped tightly around his cock as she pressed her hands against the glass. He moved in and out as their bodies moved together while he pressed against her ass. He was holding her tightly, and her nipples were pushed hard into the window as he fucked her harder. She let herself imagine someone watching them before they started to masturbate and Sadie panted as she came around Brent before he thickened and stilled as he released.
Brent let her drop into his arms and carried her to the leather couch to set her gently on it. “You don’t have friends here right now, right?” Her voice was shaking.
“Just the three of us,” Brent told her before he pressed a soft kiss to her lips. He asked if she wanted some coffee and she nodded as her body continued to throb gently. Sadie couldn’t even hear him in the kitchen, and she closed her eyes as she memorized how her pussy was pulsing, and her nerves were reacting all over her body. This was so wrong and so right all at once. She should get her purse and arrange for Vivian to get her some clothes and just leave. Threesomes were something that a lot of people enjoyed and Heaven help her, but she was now one of them and Sadie just longed to have the strength to leave this penthouse. Brent returned dressed in his shorts with two cups of coffee, one of which he handed to Sadie. “I was planning on ordering some breakfast from room service. What do you like?”
“I…ugh…I guess some bacon and scrambled eggs.” She realized that she was hungry as he mentioned food and remembered that she hadn’t eaten much last night. Come to think of it; her head was hurting a bit, and he handed her a few pills. “What is this?”
“Tylenol. I’ll order up some Gatorade as well for you. That always helps my hangovers,” Brent offered as he walked over to the phone and started to read something. She took it with a sip of the sweet, creamy coffee and thought to herself how good it tasted.