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The cool night air hit my naked skin, making me shiver and clench around him. He groaned in response, his fingers digging harder into my ass.
He carried me to the railing and set me down, only to spin me around. His hands pressed between my shoulder blades, bending me over the metal barrier. The city lights sprawled below us, a dizzying display that made my head spin or maybe that was just the feeling of his cock sliding out of me, leaving me empty and aching.
“Look at that view,” he said, his hand smoothing over my ass. “But I prefer this one.”
SMACK!
His palm landed hard on my right cheek, the sting blooming across my skin.
“Fuck!” I cried out, arching my back.
“Such a filthy mouth,” he chuckled, his fingers tracing my spine. “I love it.”
He spread my legs wider with his knee, positioning himself behind me. I felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against my entrance again, teasing but not entering.
“Beg for it,” he demanded, circling my clit with his thumb.
“Please fuck me, Mr. Knight,” I whimpered, pushing my hips back.
“Good girl.”
He slammed into me with one hard thrust, filling me completely.
I cried out, my fingers gripping the railing so tight my knuckles turned white. The position allowed him to go impossibly deep, hitting spots that made my vision blur.
“So. Fucking. Tight,” he grunted, punctuating each word with a hard thrust.
He set a punishing pace, his hips slapping against my ass with each stroke. One hand gripped my hip hard enough to bruise, while the other tangled in my hair, pulling my head back.
“You like being fucked like this? Out in the open?”
“Yes,” I gasped, the word barely audible over the sound of skin against skin.
“Louder,” he demanded, yanking my hair harder.
“Yes!” I practically screamed.
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He released my hair to reach around and pinch my nipple, twisting it until I whimpered. “Your pussy gets so wet when I’m rough with you.”
The cool metal of the railing pressed against my overheated skin, creating a delicious contrast. Floors below, cars moved like tiny insects, unaware of what was happening above them.
“You’re dripping,” he observed, his fingers finding my clit again.
His thumb pressed harder against my clit, moving in tight circles that had me seeing stars. My legs trembled, threatening to give out as pressure built low in my belly.
“I’m close,” I warned, my voice breaking.
“Not yet,” he growled, removing his hand from my clit. “Not until I say so.”
I whimpered at the loss, desperate for the release that had been building.
The cool night air kissed my exposed skin as I trembled against the railing, my body aching for him
to continue.
“Please,” I begged, pushing my hips back against him.
“So desperate for my cock, aren’t you?”
His pace changed suddenly, from hard and punishing to torturously slow. He pulled almost completely out before sliding back in with agonizing slowness, making me feel every inch of his length.
“Fuck,” I gasped as he bottomed out, grinding his hips against my ass.
“Feel that?” he murmured, his breath hot against my ear as he draped his body over mine. “Feel how deep I am? How perfectly you take me?”
His hands slid up my sides to cup my breasts, fingers rolling my nipples as he continued his languid thrusts. Each slow drag of his cock hit spots inside me that made my toes curl.
“Answer me,” he demanded, giving my nipple a sharp pinch.
“Yes,” I moaned, my fingers gripping the railing tighter. “I feel you everywhere.”
He straightened up, his hands returning to my hips. One slow thrust. Another. Each one deliberate, calculated to drive me insane with need.
“Mr. Knight, please,” I whimpered. “I need more.”
“More what?”
“Faster. Harder. Anything,” I pleaded.
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One hand snaked around to find my clit, circling it with firm pressure while he maintained his slow, deep thrusts. The dual sensation had me gasping, my inner walls clenching around him.
“That’s it,” he encouraged. “Squeeze my cock just like that.”
His fingers worked magic on my clit, building the pressure that had been denied earlier. His cock continued its relentless pace, not fast but deep, hitting that perfect spot with every thrust.
“I’m going to let you come this time,” he said, his voice strained with his own need. “But you have to beg for it properly.”
“Please let me come,” I gasped, my body trembling on the edge. “Please, Mr. Knight, I need it so badly.”
His fingers moved faster on my clit, his hips picking up pace slightly.
The orgasm crashed through me like a tidal wave, my pussy clenching rhythmically around his length as waves of pleasure radiated outward. I cried out, not caring who might hear, as my body convulsed with release.
“Fuck, your pussy gets so tight when you come,” he groaned, his thrusts becoming more erratic. ” I’m going to fill this tight little cunt.”
His grip on my hip tightened painfully as he slammed into me one final time, his cock pulsing inside me as he found his own release.
For a moment, we stayed frozen in position, both of us panting as we came down from our highs. The cool night air felt heavenly against my overheated skin.
“Jesus Christ,” he muttered, slowly pulling out of me. “You’re fucking incredible.”
He turned me around, capturing my mouth in a surprisingly tender kiss. His hands cupped my face, thumbs stroking my cheeks as his tongue explored my mouth.
When he pulled back, there was an unusual softness in his eyes. “Let’s go inside. I’m not done with you yet.”
He scooped me up and carried me back through the sliding door into the warmth of his penthouse. My legs felt like jelly, and my body was pleasantly sore from our activities.
He set me down gently on the couch, disappearing briefly to dispose of the condom before returning with a glass of water. “Drink,” he ordered, his tone softer than before.
I took the glass gratefully, suddenly aware of how thirsty I was. He sat beside me, his hand idly stroking my thigh as I drank.
“You continue to surprise me, Madison,” he said, taking the empty glass and setting it aside.
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I smiled, feeling a strange mix of satisfaction and vulnerability in my nakedness. “Is that a good thing?”
“A very good thing.” His fingers traced patterns on my inner thigh, making my breath hitch. “Most women can’t keep up with me.”
“I’m not most women,” I replied.
“No, you certainly are not.”
He pulled me into his lap, my back against his chest, his semi–hard cock pressing against my ass. His hands roamed my body lazily, cupping my breasts, tracing the curve of my waist, dipping between my legs to tease my still–sensitive pussy.
“So responsive,” he murmured against my neck, his fingers ghosting over my clit. “I barely touch you and you’re already wet again.”
I squirmed in his lap, caught between wanting to pull away from the overstimulation and pressing into his touch for more.
“Such a greedy little cunt,” he chuckled, sliding one finger inside me. “Always hungry for more.‘
“Only for
you,
“I gasped as he added a second finger, curling them to hit that spot inside me.
“Damn right,” he growled possessively, his teeth grazing my shoulder. “This pussy belongs to me
now.”
His fingers worked me slowly, building me up again with expert precision. My head fell back against his shoulder, my body arching into his touch.
Just as I approached another peak, the shrill sound of the doorbell cut through the apartment.
We both froze.
“Expecting someone?” I asked, my heart suddenly racing for a different reason.
His expression darkened. “No.”
The doorbell rang again, more insistent this time.
“Fuck,” he muttered, gently lifting me off his lap and standing. He grabbed his pants from the floor and pulled them on. “Wait here.”
I nodded, pulling the throw blanket from the back of the couch to cover myself. The mood was effectively broken, replaced by a nervous tension that filled the room.
Alexander moved toward the door with predatory grace, his muscular back tense as he peered
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through the peephole.
I held my breath, wondering who could possibly be at his door at this hour and what they might think if they saw me here, naked and freshly fucked on his couch.
The doorbell rang a third time.
Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.
