Page 32 of Ice & Steel


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“I’m glad you did,” I said, releasing her and turning to lean on the railing so I could look into her face. “You’re happier with a distraction outside the home.”

She chewed her lip. “I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to.”

“We’re running some polls before I officially declare that I won’t run for election,” I said. “I need to make sure it doesn’t hurt me in the public perception. Then I’ll announce that I’m retiring from politics.”

“Why does it matter?”

“I have a lot of legitimate businesses,” I said, putting a fresh cigarette to my teeth. “The choices I make cause stocks to rise and fall. I have to maintain the public’s confidence.”

She gave a quick sigh. “It sounds dry.”

“Dryness aside, I need those numbers.”

We were both quiet for a while. She finished her champagne and I watched as her eyes grew hazy and the gates that protected her lowered. Sometimes, even after a decade, we both needed a little liquid courage to find the rhythm of intimacy.

She set aside the glass, clinking it on the table. Her diamond laden fingers slid up my bare chest and clenched. Nails digging into my flesh. My cock twitched and lengthened, filling the front of my pants.

“Fuck me,” she ordered. “Over the balcony. So you can see everything that belongs to you, all at once.”

Arousal poured down my spine and surged, dammed up in my hips. I put the cigarette between my teeth and turned her around, putting her hands on the railing.

Her breath caught and her head fell back. Taking in the faint stars overhead. I ran my hand up her thigh and slapped her ass just enough to make it jiggle. Her hips pushed back against mine, begging for it. My God, she was such a good girl, such a dirty, little whore.

I flipped her skirt, pushing my two fingers into her cunt. Her cry was muffled by the city sounds, but I heard it faintly and I needed more. My fingers drove all the way, the remainders of my cum spilling out around my knuckles. The plug in her asshole glinted as her muscles seized in response.

This was the way I liked her—freshly fucked, but still needy.

“Do you need to come again, baby?” I asked, keeping my voice hard.

“Please,” she gasped.

“Stay,” I ordered.

I retrieved the lube from inside and found her waiting, perfectly still. She knew what was coming, but she still released a heavy moan as I worked the plug from her ass. She was relaxed, still loose from her orgasm earlier, and I felt her tight muscles yield for me as I worked lube into her asshole.

“Feeling like you need to put your mark on me?” she whispered.

I slapped her across the ass hard enough to leave a handprint. She gasped and her pussy clenched, wetness dripping down onto the ground. My cock was rock hard when I unleashed it and applied lube before lining it up with her tight hole.

“Relax,” I ordered. “Bear down for me, baby.”

She obeyed, clinging to the railing. I saw the dark flash of her eyes rolling back and her lips parted in a gasp. The head of my cock slipped into her tight muscles and glided to the hilt. Her pretty little hands gripped the railing until her knuckles went stark white.

“You’re hard,” she gasped, all her attitude gone. “And so big.”

My entire body was begging for me to thrust, but I forced myself to keep still so she could adjust. Her soft ass pressed up against my groin. I took a beat to run my fingers through her hair and down her back. Relishing the feeling of being inside my wife.

“Make me small,” she whispered. “Make me owned, make me yours.”

I bent, my hand curling over hers on the railing. Keeping her safe and steady beneath my body. Keeping myself controlled, I drew out in a slow, silky stroke to the middle of my cock and pushed back inside.

“Oh God,” she cried out.

“Dirty, little slut,” I breathed. “Tell me what you are.”

Her inner muscles spasmed, gripping me hard. The breeze tousled her hair, flipping it over her shoulder to bare her neck. I pumped my hips, riding her lightly with shallow strokes. My eyes were glued to the place where we connected.

This was how we were meant to be—so close I could feel her heartbeat thrum in my veins.

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