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Moving her so she’s up against the glass, I then drop to my knees in front of her. “Henry!” she scolds, genuinely shocked, but I lift one of her legs over my shoulder, dip my head, and slide my tongue into her warm flesh.
Oh man, she’s already moist and swollen, and I groan as I lick through her folds and circle my tongue over her clit. Her fingers tighten in my hair, and she says, “Oh my God,” but she doesn’t push me away. Encouraged, I move a hand beneath her, turn it palm up, and slide two fingers inside her, and she lets her head fall back onto the glass and gives a long, heartfelt moan.
She was obviously telling the truth when she said she’s been thinking about this for a while, because it doesn’t take long at all to reach the point where her breaths turn uneven, and I know she’s close to the edge. I love making her come with my mouth, but I’m keyed up and hot for her, and so I get to my feet, grab my wallet and extract a condom, release my erection from my boxers, and roll the condom on.
“Here?” she says with a gasp.
“So everyone can watch.” I lift her up and wrap her legs around my waist. Then, pressing her back up against the glass, I lower her until I feel the tip of my erection enter her. I hold her there for a moment and kiss her until I feel her relax a little. Then I lower her down, a centimeter at a time, until she’s completely impaled on me.
“Ah, fuck.” She tips her head back on the glass, fighting for breath.
“All right, baby?” I kiss her jaw, her ear, and her neck, doing my best not to move as I wait for her to adjust.
“Mmm… yeah… oh that’s good.”
My lips curving up against her skin, I start to move with long, rhythmical thrusts, kissing her all the while, nice and slow, until we’re both coated in her moisture, and I’m slipping easily inside her.
Only then do I begin to speed up. It’s impossible to hold back, and I know she’s not far from coming anyway, so before long I give in to the urge to thrust hard, driving deep inside her and grunting with pleasure each time I sink into her softness.
“Oh God, Henry,” she says, pressing her hands against the window and leaving hot prints on the glass. “Oh, oh, oh…”
“Come for me,” I demand, speeding up, and she tightens her legs around me and cries out, driving me insane. “Fuck, yeah…”
She comes with a squeal, clenching so tightly that I give a helpless groan. I thrust her all the way through it, hanging on as long as I can, then come too, shuddering and sighing, and filled with joy at just having her here, in my arms, and being inside her.
I hold her there for a while, as our bodies calm. Then, gently, I withdraw from her and lower her legs to the ground.
“I’m all wobbly,” she whispers.
“Me too.” I quickly dispose of the condom, tuck myself back in, and zip up my trousers. I pick her up and deposit her on the mattress, and strip off my clothes. Then I slide under the duvet and gather her up in my arms.
“Do you think anyone saw us?” she whispers.
“Almost certainly.” I chuckle. “I hope they enjoyed the view.”
“You are so wicked.”
“You could have said no.”
“Like you’d have taken any notice.”
I kiss the top of her head. “Maybe we should have a safe word, just in case.”
“Pineapple?” she suggests.
I look up at the ceiling. “No. Something else.”
She’s quiet then, and I wonder whether she’s thinking about the time she once suggested to us all in the office that we have a safe word in the bedroom. It obviously meant that she and Cam had used one, and at the time I remember feeling a flare of jealousy.
She lifts up and leans on my chest to look into my eyes. “It wasn’t for me,” she says, so clearly she was thinking about it.
I take a strand of her hair and run it between my fingers. “Okay.” I guess she’s saying that it was Cam’s safe word for whatever he asked her to do to him. Jesus. Each to their own and all that, but I’m old fashioned enough to believe it’s the guy’s job to please the girl, and I don’t like to think of what she’s had to go through. No wonder the poor girl looks haunted half the time.
“I want to say goodbye to that life.” She speaks vehemently. “All this time I didn’t know why I was so unhappy, but you’ve shown me what love can be like, and this is what I want.”
“You can have it as often as you like,” I tell her. “I’ll just have to eat more steak.”
That makes her laugh, and she snuggles up to me again. “I love the way you are,” she murmurs, drawing a finger through the hairs on my chest. “You’re so warm and open.”
