He popped the button on her jeans and drew her zipper down. His hand was warm as he slid it inside.
Her breath caught as he slipped his hand under her panties, cupping her sex.
“You’re wet, Lina.”
“Yes.”
“Do you want me to make you come?”
How could she not when she was a tight knot of nerve endings ready to burst?
“Yes.”
Arousal beat a furious dance, her pulse pounding as he tucked a finger inside her and rubbed the heel of his hand against her clit.
He cupped her breast over her sweater, caressing her nipple as he continued to pump his finger and roll his hand over the bud of her clit. The sensations were maddening. She thrust her sex against his hand, gripping his wrist to help him find the rhythm she needed.
“Your pussy grips my finger,” he said, flicking her ear with his tongue. “Tight, hot.” He thrust into her. “Makes me want my cock inside you, Lina. I want you bent over so I can watch it go in and out of you.”
His words, spoken in the darkness while he was behind her, only fueled the fire within her that raged nearly out of control. She was so close, hovering a breath’s whisper near the edge of falling.
“Come for me, Lina.”
His words were a heady caress, tantalizing her, making her tighten and reach for the climax she knew was right there waiting for her. And when he gently rode her clit with his hand, then tucked another finger inside her, the rush of orgasm took her breath. She laid her head back against his shoulder and rode it out, moaning as he held her tightly and she rolled with the waves of euphoria that rocked her senseless.
He waited for her to come down, his fingers still gently sliding in and out of her, taking her up that stepladder of coiled need and fierce desire. He pressed against her, his erection profoundly reminding her of where she wanted to go next—where they’d go together.
She wasn’t nearly finished with him. She wanted him inside her.
“Yes,” was all she managed before she heard the rustle of his jeans as they hit the floor. He drew her jeans and panties down to her knees, then bent her over so her hands rested on the window seat.
She heard the tearing of a condom wrapper, smiling and also relieved that he’d thought to bring one.
He smoothed his hands over the globes of her butt, then she felt the warmth of his lips there.
“You have a magnificent ass, Carolina.”
She took a deep breath.
“And I’m going to enjoy watching it while I fuck you.”
He swept his hands over her butt, then slid his hand between her thighs, cupping her sex.
“Yes. Touch me like that.”
“You want me to make you come again?”
She could, if he continued to caress her clit in that gentle back and forth motion. But this time, she wanted to release with him.
“I want you inside me.”
With his hands on her hips, he eased into her. The sensation of his cock swelling inside her was overwhelming.
“Look outside, Lina. Do you think they can see us?”
“No.”
“What would you think if they could?”
Breathless, she rose up and braced her hands on the window, giving him deeper access to her. “I don’t care.”