Page 172 of Foreplay on Words

“I love you,” I whispered into her hair, pushing the loose curls to the side and nuzzling her ear with my nose. “You’re so incredibly sexy. Just holding on like a good girl, waiting for my cock.”

Her head pressed back into my shoulder. She sighed as my other hand smoothed over the leather on the back of her skirt. My fingers gripped the edge of it and slowly started to draw the material upward.

“Love you, too,” she moaned as my hand gripped her firm ass cheek once the leather was up and out of the way.

“Hold on,” I groaned in her ear as I grasped my shaft firmly in one hand and pressed it between her legs. Her heat contrasted with the cool night air, heating my blood. While I knew it was possible someone below could see what we were doing, I didn’t give a fuck anymore. I was too desperate to feel her fall apart on me.

“Mmmm,” she hummed as I stopped caressing her stomach and used my hand to tilt her hips back.

“Fuck,” I growled into the skin of her neck, the head of my cock sliding through her wet folds. One firm thrust, and I was seated fully inside her, the muscles of her pussy clenching me tightly. “You’re so tight like this, baby.”

“Oh God, it feels so big,” she whispered as I held onto the side of her hip and slowly began to rotate my hips against her ass.

The lights of the city blurred as I began to thrust firmly against her. Slowly drawing my cock out and then pushing forward, driving her thighs into the metal railing.

“Harder,” Chase moaned quietly, the muscles in her forearms straining to maintain their grip as I started to kiss and suck along the side of her throat.

“Your pussy is so tight,” I groaned into her skin as I picked up the pace a little. She widened her legs, and I slipped in further with each thrust, hitting deep inside her. “You’re so warm. I love how you grip my cock. So. Fucking. Tight.”

She released a series of low moans as I talked, and my hips picked up the pace. My free hand found a place next to hers on the railing, and I anchored her to me with a firm press against the front of her pelvis over the skirt.

“I want to feel you clench that tight cunt around me.”

“Oh,” she moaned loudly as I punctuated my whisper with a particularly hard thrust against her.

“Shh, someone might hear you,” I moaned into her ear as my lips brushed against the lobe. “Or is that what you want?”

I rotated my hips, pulling out and thrusting all the way in. “Do you want someone to hear you?”

She clenched on me again, making stars dance across my vision. “Does it make you want to come knowing someone can hear me fucking you? That they can tell how desperate you are for my cock?”

“Oh...God...yes...” She wasn’t even attempting to keep her moans quiet anymore.

That was so fucking hot.

I looked around quickly before I brought my free hand underneath the bunched-up skirt and found her throbbing clit. Her moans increased in volume again as I pressed firmly against it and began to run my finger in tight circles against the wet flesh.

“Oh, fuck me,” she cried out as I pounded into her and felt her start to clench.

“That’s it, baby,” I coaxed with a gruff moan as I kept moving my hips.

Her neck arched as I felt her muscles clamp down on me, and her hands gripped the railing harder. Through the haze of pleasure, I looked down and saw the skin around her knuckles turn white as she leaned forward, forcing her hips back into my thrusts.

“Fuck yes. Come on me, baby,” I moaned as I moved both hands to her hips and began to ram inside her forcefully.

“Oh God, I’m coming,” she whined, cursing as I felt her muscles pulse against my shaft. The adrenaline of what we were doing and the high of being with her amplified the experience, driving the pleasure higher.

My guttural groan was long and loud as I chased my high, pushing into her with a force that made her bounce against me as she came.

“Oh fuck, Evan, it feels so good.”

A few firm thrusts later, I emptied my load into her, the city lights blurring and then snapping back into focus as I gripped her tightly. The muscles in her legs were shaking as I drew her back into me, softly cupping her throat as we both panted, coming down from our highs.

“You’re incredible,” I whispered into her sweaty temple, holding her. “Absolutely fucking incredible. Let’s go to bed, baby.”

She nodded, and I brought my hands down to unclamp hers from the railing, slowly massaging out her tight joints.

“I don’t know if I can walk,” she giggled as she trembled against me with shaky legs.

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