Page 135 of Pure Recklessness

I did as I was told, lifting my legs up, then snaking them around his neck as he continued pumping into me, the sound of his balls slapping against my pussy vibrating in the air.

‘Oh… yes,’ I said. He was right. This really was a great position.

Blake slipped his hand between my legs and started circling my clit.

Nope.

No way I was going to last now.

Not. A. Chance.

‘I can’t…’ I panted, squeezing my eyes shut.

It was too much.

Too good.

‘Eyes on me,’ he gritted out. ‘I want you to look at me when I make you come over my cock.’

Hearing those words sent a fresh wave of desire crashing through me.

I moved my hips in time with his as Blake pistoned harder.

Faster.

Watching him slide in and out of me here on this terrace with the London skyline as a backdrop was next level incredible.

Doing it outside was hot.

New fantasy level unlocked.

‘I’m… I’m… Oh, Blake!’ I cried out, gasping for air. ‘Oh God! Blake. Blake!’

My toes curled.

My head went fuzzy.

Then I screamed as my orgasm ripped through me.

My body shook as wave upon wave of pleasure flooded every part of me. I’d been so caught up in my pre-orgasm haze that I hadn’t even checked if Blake had neighbours or if anyone could see us, but right now I didn’t care.

It was worth it.

‘Fuck. Oh fuck.’ Blake continued pumping before a feral cry flew from his mouth. He gripped my breasts, squeezing them tight as his orgasm erupted.

After two more pumps, he fell forward and my legs dropped down to the daybed.

Our chests heaved against each other’s, slick with sweat despite the cool nighttime breeze.

Blake rolled over beside me, removed the condom, then lay there as we both tried to catch our breath.

‘You good?’ he asked. For such a grumpy man with an acid tongue, he was actually really caring.

‘Really good. Excellent. Outstanding. You and the whole of London heard just how good I’m feeling right now. I hope your neighbours don’t call the police!’

‘I own the two floors below this, so I’m confident that we won’t be receiving a visit from the Old Bill this evening.’ The corner of his mouth twitched.

‘Wait. You own the two floors below? How many apartments is that?’