“Someone’s bound to come up these stairs soon,” he taunts.

“I don’t care,” I say desperately.

“Me neither.” He chuckles darkly, nipping my earlobe. “Let’s see how quickly I can get you off.”

“Please!” I beg, thrusting my hips against him.

“Yes, ma’am.” He adds a third finger, and my head falls back against the brick.

Tyler kisses his way down and across my neck, and up to my other ear, his heavy breath against my skin like fire to my soul – a testament to his need and his drive to give me what I want.

I know it won’t take much, or long, for him to finish me off, but I tense when I hear the echoes of voices coming from somewhere below us. Still far away, but close enough for it to matter.

“Someone’s coming, sugar,” he rasps in my ear. “Should I stop?”

“No!” I say with a rush of air, and he curls his fingers inside of me.

“I knew you’d say that.” Working his fingers inside of me, he rubs circles around my clit, and I feel the pressure in me reaching its peak. “Come for me, Ellie. Let me feel you squeeze me like you would around my cock.”

“Ohmygod.” Moaning, I shove my face in the crook of his neck and bite down, my scream muffled by his shirt.

My inner muscles pulsate and clench around Tyler’s fingers like they were trying to suck him inside of me, fully intending on keeping him there.

But the voices of people approaching soon penetrates my hazy brain and I sink against the wall, Tyler’s arms the only thing keeping me upright as I blink my eyes open.

The sunlight filtering in from just around the corner reflects off the white-washed brick and makes his eyes glow blue with pride. His smirk is all-knowing as he slips his hand out of my panties and lets my dress fall back down.

The echoing footsteps get closer and closer by the second, and when a couple rounds the corner to where we are, Tyler flashes me a smile and kisses my cheek. For appearance’s sake, it only looks like we’re just having a brief, sweet moment.

Wrapping his arm around me, he guides me out onto the gallery, the strong wind momentarily halting my breath as he puts some distance between us and the other couple.

Tyler walks me around to the other side, and cages me in from behind as I grip the railing in front of me.

Now that he’s has taken care of me, I can enjoy the view.

The air smells saltier, the sun is a little brighter, the sky a little bluer, and the ocean a little calmer.

I turn my head to the side and he smiles. “I don’t think they suspect anything,” he whispers.

“I honestly wouldn’t care if they did,” I whisper back, and his smile widens.

“You keep surprising me, El. I didn’t know you had a little wild in you. What if those two caught me with my hand inside of you?”

I tighten my grip on the railing, my breath stalled. “I don’t know. But I’ve never not cared so much in my life.”

He kisses the side of my neck and I feel his smile against my skin. “Time constraints are our thing.”

“I know.” I laugh lightly, looking back out at the water.

“Look over there.” I follow where he’s pointing. “See there?”

“Your house?”

“It’s just a blob from here, but yeah.”

Scanning the view, I take in the rocky coastline to our left, and notice that we’re at a point of sorts. The coastline bows inward in a horseshoe shape, with pine tree covered islands dotting the cove area. They have equally rocky borders as their coastlines and look nearly impossible to ever get on to.

I shiver as the wind continues to whip all around, and Tyler wraps his arms around me, keeping my dress from flying up, while also cloaking me in his warmth.