My hands circle her back, and I pull her in closer, hugging her to my chest.
“Do you maybe want to meet on the balcony?”
“The balcony?” I pull back slightly.
“Yeah.” She lifts a shoulder. “It would be nice to sit across from you and be totally justified in checking you out.”
“Never stopped me from the beginning,” I say with a smile. “I thought you were absolutely stunning. Pretty brown eyes, mischievous little smile. Then you spoke to me, and I loved the way you teased.”
“You like when I’m a little mean?”
“I like when you’re a littlemine.”
Her dark eyes flare as lust flickers over her face. She steps back, letting her palms rake down my chest as she goes.
“Ten minutes?” A clueless man might take the innocent question for what it is, but I hear the inflection. A smart man like me knows to be a little afraid, and a whole lot turned on.
***
Nine and a half minutes later, after feeding Patch and rushing through the quickest shower of my life, I’m pulling a shirt over my head as I step out onto my balcony.
“I’m not sure if you need that.” My arm freezes on its way through the armhole when I hear Maevyn’s voice. “You’ll only get it dirty.”
I pull the shirt back off my head and toss it inside before sliding the door closed. Maevyn’s sitting on her balcony in nothing but an oversized white T-shirt. The fairy lights that hang from the ceiling are on, providing a soft glow around her, and her lounge has been moved so it faces directly onto my balcony.
“How would it get dirty?” I drag the patio chair from the corner closer to the railing and take a seat. I normally sit on my daybed when I’m out here reading, but that feels too far away right now. Plus, she moved her chair. I can only imagine it was for a reason. This woman doesn’t do anything without intention.
Maevyn tips her head back, her neck exposed and begging as she lets out a taunting chuckle. When she looks at me again, she draws a hand up her torso, palming her breast through the fabric and pinching a nipple.
“Maybe it’s just my wishful thinking.”
My cock thickens as I take in the sight before me. Her beautiful face, clean from makeup. The hand that explores her chest. Her bare thighs as they rub together.
“What are you wishing for?” I’m rapidly losing any trace of coherence as the blood surges between my legs.
“I’d really love to come.” My palms flex as they run up and down my thighs. Maevyn rests one foot against the railing, then the other. “And I’d love to watch you come too.”
She shuffles down in her chair, opening her legs. Through the bars, I can see her perfect cunt, naked and ready, and I swallow hard.
“Another item from your list?”
She nods, then reaches beside her, bringing up a black rabbit vibrator. I slump back in my chair, my heart thumping wildly as my throat grows dry. This woman is every fantasy come to life.
“I love those grey sweats, baby,” she says as the sound of the vibrator switches on. “But lose them.”
I stand and push my pants down, clumsily stepping out of them, eager to join whatever Maevyn’s conducting. When I sit back down, I spread my knees, and my hand goes to my hard cock, pausing just before I wrap around it.
“Can I touch myself?”
Maevyn groans, throwing her head back again, and my foot starts to bounce as I wait for permission.
“I love what a gentleman you are.” She brings the vibrator to her mouth and licks from the bottom to the top.Jesus Christ.
“Show me,” she dares, as her eyes drop to my cock and her tongue keeps playing with her toy.
I grip myself tight, giving in to the rampant lust, but back off when I realise it’s gonna be over far too quickly if I do. I want to see what Maevyn’s got up her sleeve. Always my trickster.
“How come I’m the only one fully naked?” I ask as I tug myself up and down, a bead of pre-cum leaking over my finger.
