His teeth grazed my ear. “Tell me you want me,” he said.
I closed my eyes. His fingers pushed closer to my hole. Fuck. I wanted him so bad, and he knew that. I didn’t want to admit it. I wanted to hate him. I wanted to want to run away.
But I didn’t.
What I wanted was to turn around in Alejandro’s arms and open my legs. I wanted to grasp his big cock and guide him to me. Then I wanted him to back us against a wall and fuck me until I couldn’t remember my own name.
“Tell me you want me,” he tempted, his fingers hovering over my core. He knew I didn’t want to say it. He knew I didn’t want to give in, to admit I wanted the bad man to make me feel so good. “Say it.”
“I want you,” I breathed. As soon as those three words left my mouth, something released inside of me. I didn’t feel regret; I didn’t feel shame or even guilt.
I felt free.
For the first time in a long time, I didn’t hold back. I was honest, admitting that I wanted something I shouldn’t. And it felt so good.
“I fucking want you so bad,” I said, closing my eyes. “So bad it hurts.” I relaxed against Alejandro. His breath caught in his chest. He parted his legs and moved closer. Then he slipped his fingers inside of me, two of them, while his thumb lightly rested on my clit. My head fell back, and I let out a deep breath.
Alejandro pressed his lips to my neck, kissing me while he shoved his fingers deeper inside. He bent his fingers, stroking me until he found my G-spot. I leaned forward, hands resting against the stone ledge of the balcony. His dick pressed against the top of my ass.
He kept working his fingers, bringing me to the brink of coming. He was getting there too; the precum soaked through the thin robe and was warm on my skin. I opened my eyes, looking down for the first time. I hadn’t realized how high we were, how far of a fall it would be if I toppled over the railing.
I smiled deviously. I reached down, wrapping my fingers around Alejandro’s wrist. Begrudgingly, I pulled his hand out of my pussy; his fingers were dripping wet. I turned around in his arms and leaned against the railing, opening my legs.
Alejandro’s eyes narrowed with lust. He licked his lips and stepped into my parted legs. I grabbed his thick cock, pushing my hand down inside his pants. I wrapped my fingers around the shaft and gently rubbed my thumb over the tip. He tugged his pants down and put his hands on my ass.
In a quick movement, he picked me up, putting me on the railing. My heart raced. I could fall. If he let me go, I would go tumbling down. I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around his neck.
“Do you understand that you are mine?” he asked as he ran his tongue along my earlobe. I shivered.
“Yes,” I panted.
“I will fuck you whenever, however, I want,” he told me. “You are mine, and you will obey me.”
“I will obey,” I moaned.
“Are you ready for me to fuck you, chica?” he whispered, and I nodded. “There is no going back.”
“I’m ready,” I panted.
He took his dick in his hand and moved in, rubbing the tip against my clit. I lost it. I gasped loudly in pleasure, and electricity rippled through my entire body.
Holy fuck, I wanted this. Now. Right fucking now.
My nails dug into Alejandro’s flesh. He was teasing me, that motherfucker. And enjoying every second of it. Whimpering, I parted my legs even more.
With a grunt, he pushed forward, shoving himself inside me. His dick slid in with ease, I was so wet. He filled me completely. His hands went to my waist, holding me tightly. He slid himself back so only the tip of his cock was in my pussy.
Then he rammed into me again.
I clutched onto him, muscles contracting with pleasure. The fear of falling only added to it, and I leaned back, knowing that one wrong move could make this end very bad for me.
He pumped in and out, in and out. Everything inside of me was alive. Pleasure wound so tight, was so close to releasing. He slid one hand over my stomach, pressing his thumb against my clit. He made two slow circles.
Then the tight coil sprang loose. My mouth opened and my body went rigid as the orgasm ran ramped through me. I dug my nails into his skin, head falling back as every part of me resonated with pleasure. He kept moving his thumb over my clit and pounding my cunt at the same time.
I loudly moaned as the orgasm worked its way up and down my entire body. My toes curled, my lips tingled, and my ears rang.
And he was still fucking me.
My heart was pounding in my chest. It was almost too much. Holy shit, my body was in overdrive, and I felt everything. The night, the dark ocean behind us, the thirty-foot drop to the ground below, all disappeared. All I felt was his cock inside me, his hands on my waist, and the pounding of my own heart. Alejandro bent his head in, flicking his tongue over my ear again.