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“Are you ready?”
I was so caught up in my head that I never even saw Silas come back. I don’t even know how long he was gone, to be honest. But when I look up, he’s smiling down at me with a room key in his hand.
“Let me ask you again, are you certain you want to do this?” he asks.
I nod. “I am.”
He reaches out and takes my hand, helping me to my feet. My legs are shaking so hard, they nearly give out under me, but Silas holds me up. He leads me back to the elevators with his arm around my waist and as we pass by a disappointed looking hostess, I give her a malicious smile, souring her expression even more. We step into the elevator, and it takes us down a couple of floors where it lets us off and Silas leads me down to a room at the end of the hallway. He opens the door and when I step inside, I stare in wonder at the room around me.
The pair of French doors that lead to the balcony stand open and the soft ocean breeze, saturated with the salty scent of the sea, blows the gauzy white curtains inward. Candles light up the room around us with a soft glow while we’re cloaked with the subtle fragrance of wildflowers. Chocolate covered strawberries and champagne sit on a tall, round table in the entryway and string music plays from unseen speakers in a main room that seems almost as large as my entire apartment.
“Silas, this is… I’ve never been anywhere near as nice,” I say.
He gives me that sultry smile that sends ripples of heat throughout my body and then he picks up one of the chocolate covered strawberries and feeds it to me. The hit of Grand Marnier that had been injected into the berry hits my tongue and my head swims with the decadence of it all. As I chew, he pours out champagne for us both then hands me a glass. Taking my free hand, Silas leads me out to the balcony, and we lean against the railing as we sip our champagne.
The crashing of the waves is soothing to me as is the powerful scent of the ocean. The moonlight glints off the surface of the ocean and the entire scene is as intoxicating as the champagne and the liqueur in the berry. My heart beating a rhythm as hard and steady as the waves slamming into the shore, I set my flute down on the table beside me and turn to Silas and take his glass, placing it next to mine.
Maybe it’s the alcohol flowing through my body or the headiness of the scene, but feeling bolder than I ever have, I grab Silas by the tie and pull him down to me. He pauses with his lips hovering mere inches from mine and looks into my eyes.
“Last chance,” he whispers. “Are you sure this—”
He never finishes that question because my mouth crashes into his and I force my tongue between his lips. He draws in a sharp breath as our tongues swirl around one another. He steps closer to me, pressing me up against the railing. I feel the rigid length of his cock pressed to my belly as he rakes his fingers through my hair, our kiss filled with fire and passion. Silas reaches down and slides his hand between my thighs, forcing them apart. He slips his fingers into my panties, and I gasp when he starts stroking my clit with his fingertips.
“Oh God,” I moan.
Silas takes a handful of my hair and pulls my head backward then leans down and kisses my neck. I shudder as he nips at my ear and slides his tongue down to my collar bone. At the same time, he’s slipped a pair of fingers inside of me. I’m so wet and slick, his fingers move effortlessly along my inner walls but I’m so tight, the feeling of being so completely filled up makes me wince as I’m rocked by sharp jolts of pain that blend with the intensity of the pleasure enveloping my body.
His mouth finds mine again and our tongues twirl around one another ferociously as he pumps his fingers into my warm, wet depths. I grip the lapels of his coat, holding on for dear life as my entire body trembles wildly. My cries of pleasure are muffled by his mouth and when he plunges his fingers as deep within me as he can, a wave crests then crashes down inside of me. My eyes squeeze shut, I throw my head back as a long, stuttering cry escapes my mouth, any self-consciousness about being out on a balcony where anybody can see us gone completely.
My orgasm slowly ebbs, and I lean my head forward, resting it against his chest as I take a moment to catch my breath. I raise my head and look Silas in the eye. He’s got a wicked little grin on his face and gives me a quick but passionate kiss. I can see the need burning bright within him and before I can suggest we take this back inside, Silas turns me around and presses me against the railing.
Silas kisses my neck as he steps up behind me and I feel the heat from his body warm my skin. He pushes my skirt up and my body tenses as he pulls my panties down. The cool ocean breeze on my most intimate parts makes me shudder as a grin spreads across my lips. But I’m aware that we’re out on the balcony where anybody down on the sand or any of the other balconies on our floor for that matter can see us.
“Silas, we should—”
Apparently, he doesn’t care. My eyes widen and my mouth falls open as a long and lusty groan spills from my lips as he thrusts his cock into my hot, wet opening. Silas is long and thick, and the pinch of pain I feel as he fills me up is even sharper than when he fingered me. But he gives me a moment to adjust to his size and leans forward, his breath is warm on my cheek and carries the sweet scent of champagne.
“Are you all right?” he asks.
I can’t manage a single word for a moment—hell, I’m having trouble forming a coherent thought right now. So, all I can manage is a nod. Silas is gentle as he slides his thick cock, harder than iron, a little deeper into me. The feeling of him sliding along my inner walls sends tendrils of fire across my skin and I shudder.
“Fuck, that feels amazing,” I say.
“Yes, you do,” he replies, his voice thick and gruff.
“Do you think we should be out here, Silas?” I finally gasp. “What if somebody sees?”
“I don’t care. I just need to be inside of you,” he tells me.
He moves his cock even deeper into me and a high-pitched squeak bursts from my mouth. The fire in my pussy is out of control and I’m overwhelmed by a sudden wave of need that washes over me. I press myself back against him, taking his dick even deeper. The feeling of him filling me up so completely sends that pinch of pain through me but it only seems to heighten the pleasure that grips me. I turn my head to look at him.
“Fuck me, Silas. I need you to fuck me,” I rasp.
His expression darkens as a lustful fire springs to life in his eyes. I feel one hand on my hip, his finger pressing hard into my flesh, and I feel him take a handful of my hair and pull my head back roughly as he starts to pump his staff into me. He stretches me wide open as he pounds his stiff cock into me and though I’m screaming in pleasure in my head, all that comes out of my mouth is a raspy, stuttering gasp.
I lean down further, gripping the railing in my hands as Silas drives himself into my pussy with a wild abandon. The slap of our bodies crashing together is as loud as the waves crashing on the shore a couple hundred yards away. He pulls my head back even harder as he drives his cock into me and holds himself there. My veins feel like they’ve been filled with liquid fire, and I swear to God it feels like my heart stopped for a moment. I can’t breathe and my vision swims as a feeling of lightheadedness descends over me.
“Silas,” I croak. “Oh God, Silas.”
