Arousal beat a furious dance, her pulse pounding as he tucked a finger inside her and rubbed the heel of his hand against her clit.
He cupped her breast over her sweater, caressing her nipple as he continued to pump his finger and roll his hand over the bud of her clit. The sensations were maddening. She thrust her sex against his hand, gripping his wrist to help him find the rhythm she needed.
“Your * grips my finger,” he said, flicking her ear with his tongue. “Tight, hot.” He thrust into her. “Makes me want my cock inside you, Lina. I want you bent over so I can watch it go in and out of you.”
His words, spoken in the darkness while he was behind her, only fueled the fire within her that raged nearly out of control. She was so close, hovering a breath’s whisper near the edge of falling.
“Come for me, Lina.”
His words were a heady caress, tantalizing her, making her tighten and reach for the climax she knew was right there waiting for her. And when he gently rode her clit with his hand, then tucked another finger inside her, the rush of orgasm took her breath. She laid her head back against his shoulder and rode it out, moaning as he held her tightly and she rolled with the waves of euphoria that rocked her senseless.
He waited for her to come down, his fingers still gently sliding in and out of her, taking her up that stepladder of coiled need and fierce desire. He pressed against her, his erection profoundly reminding her of where she wanted to go next—where they’d go together.
She wasn’t nearly finished with him. She wanted him inside her.
“Yes,” was all she managed before she heard the rustle of his jeans as they hit the floor. He drew her jeans and panties down to her knees, then bent her over so her hands rested on the window seat.
She heard the tearing of a condom wrapper, smiling and also relieved that he’d thought to bring one.
He smoothed his hands over the globes of her butt, then she felt the warmth of his lips there.
“You have a magnificent ass, Carolina.”
She took a deep breath.
“And I’m going to enjoy watching it while I fuck you.”
He swept his hands over her butt, then slid his hand between her thighs, cupping her sex.
“Yes. Touch me like that.”
“You want me to make you come again?”
She could, if he continued to caress her clit in that gentle back and forth motion. But this time, she wanted to release with him.
“I want you inside me.”
With his hands on her hips, he eased into her. The sensation of his cock swelling inside her was overwhelming.
“Look outside, Lina. Do you think they can see us?”
“No.”
“What would you think if they could?”
Breathless, she rose up and braced her hands on the window, giving him deeper access to her. “I don’t care.”
Drew laid one hand on the window above her and thrust into her. “Good. Because this is just about you and me, in the dark. I want you to feel me.”
He withdrew partway, then slid back in. Her * tightened and she felt every glorious inch of him. And when he reached around and found her clit, it was a burst of pleasure that made her whimper. She both hated and loved that he made her feel so needy, so desperate for this orgasm, but the feel of him, coupled with his fingers stroking her was like nothing she could do on her own.
She wanted this. With him and only him.
She arched, pushing against his cock. “More.”
He grasped her hand and dragged them both down, bending her from the waist so he could plunge deeper, never once losing the rhythm he’d found on her clit.
“You’re close,” he said. “I can feel your * gripping me.”
She laid her head on her arm, her body and mind lost in the sensation of Drew driving into her, of the way his fingers danced over her sex. She immersed herself in the sounds of their lovemaking, lost herself in his warm breath on her neck, the scent of sex filling the air around them.
“Oh. Oh, Drew. I’m going to come.”
He strummed her clit faster. “That’s it. Squeeze my cock. Make me come with you, Lina.”
His words were the last she needed to crest the wave. She cried out and shattered, her entire body rocking as her climax shook her. Drew groaned and pumped fast into her, kissing her neck as he orgasmed along with her.
Her legs were shaking. Without Drew’s tight hold on her, she wasn’t certain she could have stood upright. He pressed kisses along her shoulder and back, the aftermath just as sweet as the act itself.
When he withdrew, he turned her around and cupped her face, then kissed her, a long, slow deep kiss that curled her toes and warmed her from the inside out.
“There’s a bathroom down the hall,” she said.
She led him to the bathroom and they cleaned up and straightened their clothes. Drew hit the lights and helped her put all the clothing back on hangers and racks. Then they grabbed some water out of the refrigerator and took a seat at one of the empty tables.