“I wanted you the moment I saw you.”
I’m ready with a sneer the moment the words leave her mouth. She has no idea how many women I’ve been through. I don’t give a fuck about anything, but when she looks at me like that, I believe her.
I take her in my arms—she doesn’t weigh a thing—and I carry her to the living room, dick throbbing. My high-rise has a wall of glass separating the building from the outside. Elena’s cheeks darken when she realizes what I have planned, but she doesn’t object.
I want the whole world to see us fucking.
She slides from my waist, and I rip the shirt and tie from my body, gazing out into the cold outdoors. There are countless glowing windows on the other side of the street. We’re easily visible. Everyone’s going to be able to see her tits pressed up against the glass as I fuck her from behind.
Elena hesitates as I turn her around so that she can see the faint outline of her reflection.
“This is—I—”
My lips bend to her ear. “If you want my cock, you’ll bend over and place your palms flat on the glass.”
My arm wraps around her tits and gives them a squeeze, and for a moment I think she’s going to chicken out. She freezes.
Then she bends over obediently, palms flat against the glass. She waits for me, her thighs quivering. Her head lifts so that anyone looking will see the expressions on her face. Her cheek presses against the glass as I aim my dick inside her slick pussy and ease in. Fuck, she feels good.
Her walls let me glide right in, opening up for my cock. She lifts her head and gasps when I grind against her hips. I jerk toward me as I pound her in earnest, screams ripping from her throat to bounce all around us as I nail her against the glass. She forgets all about her embarrassment and flattens her elbows against the cold wall.
“Tony! Oh my God!”
Yes, that’s what I was fucking waiting for. Scream for me, honey.
She’s bouncing against my cock so hard that her tits swing back and forth in beautiful, teardrop shapes. I reach under her and grope one of them as she tries to turn her head with a smoldering look that makes me want to come all over her face.
I want more of her.
She straightens her back as I tighten my arm around her waist, lifting her up to fuck her hard against the glass. Her tits press against it and I imagine the sight from the other side: two huge tits in perfect circles, the side of her face a mask of frustration and pleasure. I think I see a light flicker from the opposite side of the street, and a dark figure stands silhouetted against the light. He’s facing us.
A thrill shoots up my spine as I hammer her wet cunt, her cries almost frantic now. What a beautiful sound, and it’s all for me. The pressure builds up in my balls, and I see myself thrusting behind her sexy ass, arms wrapped around my woman as I claim her pussy.
Then it rips through me like the force of a bomb. My groan mingles with her shouts as I bury myself deep, and then incredible relief fires into my veins as I blast cum into her soaked pussy. I grab her throat as I thrust hard, and she twists in my arms slightly to kiss me. Her stung lips part into a small moan as I slide in and out of her.
I feel lightheaded.
I pull out, watching as cum slips out and runs down her legs. Anxiety suddenly punctures my euphoria. I always use a condom. Always. How did this girl make me forget to use one?
We collapse on the couch together and she sits across my legs, nuzzling my neck.
“I’ve never been fucked like that in my life.”
Calm settles over my limbs as I let her curl up next to me. I always hate this part—the coming down from a high that always makes me feel a goddamn void. It’s usually also the time I start my countdown to the minutes I gently ask the girl to leave, but I don’t feel like I’m in a hurry this time.
I rub the back of her neck as she plants kisses on my throat, and it’s more than pleasant. Something uncomfortable bristles inside me.
Fuck. I shouldn’t let her stay long.
“I know.”
“You’re a confident guy, aren’t you?”
“I am when it comes to fucking.”
My skin shivers when she gives me a kiss right under my ear.
“You should be.”
Elena pulls back and beams at me. The smile she gives me makes me want her again, but I’ve already broken my rules once. She needs to get the fuck out.
“I’ve got work to do tonight.”
She stiffens as she recognizes the dismissal and her eyes suddenly look so sad that it’s like a knife to my gut.
“No you don’t.”
A slow smile spreads across my face. “Sorry, hon, but I do.”
Her lip quivers and I see the destruction all over her. Her eyes swim and a tear runs down her cheeks. I’m used to seeing chicks crying all the time, most of the time from rage, but this is different. This makes me feel bad. Not just in a general guilty sense, but in a way that makes my blood cold.