Page 107 of Fix You

Releasing my hair, he then gripped my waist and pulled my torso upright. He let his cock slip free of my pussy. Then he turned me around to where I was facing him. “When I come, I want to be looking in your eyes only.”

His words set off something in me. Suddenly, my fantasy was not just to fuck him but to make love to him. My hands came to his cheek and then I kissed him. It was soft, sweet, and tender. Nothing like the hardcore fucking we’d been doing.

“Will you do something for me?” I questioned in a breathy whisper.

“Anything.”

“Make love to me in front of all these people.”

His expression of disbelief was almost comical. I knew it was the last request he’d expected. After all, people were watching us have sex, so it was hardly the time for making love. “You want me to make love to you?” he questioned.

I nodded. “Please.”

With a groan, he replied, “Mm, that word on your lips. I could never tell you no.”

He then eased back off his knees to sit cross legged. Grabbing me by the hips, he pulled me up to straddle him. With his eyes on mine, Rafe entered me again. But this time it was deliciously slow and inch by inch. As I began to gently swivel my hips, my hands came to his hair. I slid off the tie he had in and the chin-length strands fell free.

“You’re so beautiful,” I murmured as my fingers trailed through his hair.

Rafe stared at me in surprise. His response to my compliment was to kiss me. As his tongue sought mine, his hands came to my breasts. Lifting them out of the bustier, he cupped and squeezed them. I panted into his mouth as he pinched my nipples.

As I moved sensuously on and off his cock, I glanced over my shoulder. I expected to see our audience had dwindled. But to my surprise, the crowd remained.

Gripping my waist, Rafe began to help move me up and down on his cock. I leaned back, bracing my palms on his knees. Rafe brought his mouth to my nipple, licking and sucking the hardened point in his mouth.

One of his hands slid to where we were joined. As he pinched my clit, a bomb went off within my lower half. My body tensed as I cried out with another orgasm.

Bringing my face back up to look at him, Rafe gripped the sides of my neck as he pumped his hips faster and faster into me.As he started to come, he let out a bark of pleasure as his eyes stayed focused on mine.

When he finished, he collapsed back onto the mattress taking me with him. As we lay there staring up at the canopy of white linen, we tried regulating our breathing. Even though we were still, the bed continued to swing back and forth.

“You know, I wouldn’t mind having something like this at your penthouse,” I said with a smile.

“I think that could be arranged,” Rafe replied with a grin.

“I can’t wait.”

Just as he was about to kiss me, a twenty-something looking Frat boy appeared at the foot of the swing. “If you’re up for another round, I’d love to join you,” he asked.

“Sorry. I don’t share,” Rafe replied gruffly.

“Pity,” he replied, his eyes lingering on me.

Rafe’s fists clenched. Raising up, he jabbed a finger at the guy. “If you don’t divert your eyes, you’re going to find your membership revoked,” he growled.

“Rafe,” I chastised as I sat up beside him.

Thankfully for his sake, the man whirled around and left us. After easing my breasts back into the bustier and smoothing down my sex hair, I started to the edge of the mattress. “Where are you going?” Rafe asked.

“I think the clock just struck midnight on this fantasy, Cinderella,” I teased.

“You want to leave?”

I nodded. “I want nothing more than some takeout and a hot bath.” Tilting my head, I added, “Probably with some epsom salt to ease the soreness I’m going to feel tomorrow.”

He frowned. “Why did you let me be too hard?”

“You weren’t.” At his continued skeptical look, I said, “I asked you to fuck me hard. I wanted us to both be able to let go. It was all so very good.”

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