Slowly, I pull his underwear down and allow his cock to spring free. I want to touch and taste every part of him, and so I do. My hand is barely able to wrap around him, but I still try as I trace my fingers along his length, grinning as the muscles in his stomach tense with anticipation, and jump at every unexpected touch. Sealing my lips around him, I swirl my tongue over his head and tease him at the tip.
“Fuck,” he says, and I look up to see him watching me. His expression is a perfect mixture of awe and lust, and so far it’s the best one I’ve seen on his face. I lift him up, running my tongue along the length of him and stroking him with my hand. I love this feeling, having him literally and figuratively in the palm of my hand. It’s a heady feeling, knowing you can make someone else feel this kind of pleasure.
I take his balls into my mouth, and roll them across my tongue. The sound that comes from James is raw. It’s pure lust, and I feel my body warming in response. Sucking gently, I look up at him. We lock eyes, and I watch his go dark at the sight of me like this. Letting him go, I lick my lips. “Is this what you imagined?” I ask.
He nods, “And there’s so much more.” He steps away from me and out of his jeans. “Tell me what you want.”
I don’t get the chance to answer. He spins me so my back is against his chest, his cock pressing up against my ass. He’s untying the bottom of my bikini, and then his fingers are on me and in me and I think I might come right now. His thumb slides across my clit and I see sparks as my whole body tightens in anticipation. “Tell me what you want,” he repeats in my ear.
“Fuck me,” I say breathlessly. “Please. Fuck me.”
His hands leave me for a moment and I hear him tear open the wrapper of a condom. He guides me forward, my hands landing on the sill of the small window that overlooks the patio. The window. Shit. “Not here,” I say.
“Yes. Here,” he commands, sliding into me. I groan. His cock sliding into me is pure bliss. It’s been a long time since I had anyone inside me and I’m tight. He’s stretching me and the friction is divine. James slides out, and then all the way back in. God, yes. He starts a rhythm that’s steady and sweetly punishing as it ramps up, pleasure building deep inside me. He shoves a knee between my legs, spreading them farther apart. This new angle is deeper and James is thrusting faster and soon every stroke is causing my pussy to spasm in pleasure. I’m off balance and my breasts are pressed against the window and my breath is fogging the glass and—
Shit, I can see my mother sitting on her balcony reading a book.
One look in this direction and she’ll see me getting thoroughly fucked against this glass. The thought sends adrenaline roaring through my body and I’m so close and every breath out is a yes, yes, yes.
James threads a hand into my hair, pulling my head back so I’m arched between the window and his body. I feel his teeth on my neck and then he’s sucking on my ear and I hear his voice growl, “I said I wanted to make you scream, and I will. But right now I’m going to make you come, and you can’t make any sound. If you scream they’ll all come running.”
They’ll all come running, or my mother will look, or both. Oh god, I can’t think while he’s driving into me like this. His hand curls around my stomach, sliding down to my clit. I can’t see anything anymore. Everything is white light and firecracker sensations. He rubs circles on my clit, pressing and pinching and I bite my lip because I am on the edge of screaming. I shut my eyes tight and let myself feel it all and oh…
Everything shatters outward as my body spasms on his cock. Pleasure sizzles through me and this is what people mean when they say fireworks. He hasn’t stopped fucking me, and it’s too much. It’s all too much. I let out a whimper and he slows, bringing me back to him with soft strokes. His fingers are still on my clit, pinching and flicking and stroking and keeping me on edge.
My body is warm and pliant and aroused. I arch my back further, pushing my ass against him. “Take me,” I say. “Give me more.”
James doesn’t hesitate, slamming in deep. My pussy clenches in response, and I hear him swear. He’s gripping my hips, pounding into me, and I love the rush of pleasure I get at having him inside me.
“I’m close,” he says, and I can feel the desperation in his pace. His body tenses, and he moves. He pulls out of me, spinning me to face him. He rips off the condom and his hand is stroking his cock as he comes. It spills across my breasts and stomach, and I arch toward him. His face is dazed with pleasure and his muscles are taught as he continues to come. When he’s finished, he opens his eyes, taking me in.