But now, we didn’t have to worry about getting caught.
I was glad, because seeing Blake’s smooth, sculpted chest was a sight to behold. It looked like it’d been created by the gods.
And his six-pack, broad shoulders and muscular biceps belonged on the cover of a men’s fitness magazine.
‘I need you naked,’ Blake commanded as he straddled me. ‘Permission requested to remove every item of clothing.’
‘Permission granted,’ I panted.
He pulled the dress up over my head, tossed it on the floor before tearing off (yes, literally) my bra, sending it flying through the air.
Another underwear set ruined, but I wasn’t complaining.
The cool breeze hit my bare skin. If my nipples weren’t already harder than stone, they would be now.
I’d never had sex outside before, let alone on the huge terrace of a billionaire’s penthouse, but I was totally here for it.
Blake dipped his head, taking my nipple in his mouth and sucking hard, before turning his attention to the other nipple.
‘Your tits are fucking beautiful,’ he growled, pushing my boobs together so he could lick and suck both at the same time. ‘I’m going to put my cock inside you now.’ He spread my legs wider, then slid his dick between the lips of my pussy. ‘Still okay?’
I loved how he checked I had his consent at every stage.
‘More than okay.’
I was so wet for him that the sound of him slipping and sliding his cock through my arousal echoed around us.
He slid between my lips again, up over my clit, down to my entrance and back up again.
Up. And. Down.
Down. And. Up.
It was a delicious form of torture.
Just as I was about to beg him to put me out of my misery, he thrust into me.
‘Oh, fuck!’ I cried out. Given how wet I was for him, I thought he’d be easier to take this time around, but I was wrong.
‘You okay?’ he asked.
‘Yes.’
‘Ready for the rest of me?’
‘The rest?’ My eyes popped. ‘That’s not all of it?’
‘Of course not,’ he said, towering over me. ‘Seems like you’ve forgotten how big my cock is. Allow me to refresh your memory…’
Blake slammed into me so hard that if his dick ended up coming out of my mouth, I wouldn’t have been surprised.
Yep.
Now I remembered.
Once we got into a rhythm, my body relaxed and the pain turned to pleasure.
‘Legs up,’ he instructed. ‘On my shoulders. I need it deeper.’