Page 43 of Mile High Baby

“Mmm,” he murmured against my neck as his fingers slid inside my panties. “So wet.” With a quick move, he tore my panties away, shocking me. Then his fingers were sliding along my pussy lips. My knees went weak and I gripped the wall harder.

“We’re not in an airplane now, Victoria. Don’t hold back. I want to hear you come.”

I wondered for a moment if my cries of pleasure would reach Knightly, Mrs. Tillis, or Caroline. Or the rest of the Upper West Side. His other hand pinched my nipple as he rubbed my clit, and I didn’t care who heard.

“Alex.” God, how he could make me ache.

“That’s right. It’s me making you feel good. Remember that, Victoria.” His hands were like magic, rubbing, pinching, probing until the pressure built.

“Oh, God...”

“Are you there? Are you going to come?” His voice was raspy in my ear. “Let it out, Victoria.”

My hips moved in time with his fingers as my orgasm built steam until the pressure burst. I cried out, my hips gyrating as they sought more of Alex’s magnificent touch.

“So fucking beautiful,” he growled in my ear. “I need to be inside your sweet, wet pussy.” His hands left my body, and I nearly crumpled to the terrace.

I heard his zipper, and I eagerly awaited the feel of him inside me.

“Fuck.” His tone was agitated.

“What?” God, if he didn’t get inside me soon, I might implode.

“I don’t have a condom.”

“I’m on the pill.” Deep inside, I knew it was wrong to make such a decision in the throes of passion. After all, I didn’t know him that well except that he was a man who fucked many women... many he didn’t know, just as he had me on the plane. Then again, he was my father’s friend. He appeared healthy and responsible.

“Are you sure?”

“Sure that I’m on the pill—”

“Sure that you’re okay with this. I’m healthy, but—”

“Fuck me already, Alex.”

In a single, hard thrust, he filled me. It felt like what I imagined drugs did for the person in need of a hit. A moment of complete bliss and relief, followed by greater need.

“Say it again,” he growled in my ear. “Tell me what you want... what you need.”

“Fuck me, Alex.”

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Alex

This was wrong. So, so wrong. Yet it felt too fucking right to stop.

Her pussy wrapped around my dick like it was made for it. Hot. Snug. Pulsing. My dick had never had it so good. Any thoughts of how wise it was to fuck my friend’s daughter on the terrace of his house while its staff could show up any moment to check on her left my brain. All there was were Victoria and the sweetest sensations coursing from my dick to every neuron of my body.

“Do you feel me fucking you?” I said into her ear as I withdrew and plunged in again.

“Yes... more...”

She was like a wet dream come to life. A luscious ass to grip as I drove into her. A pussy that sucked me in deep. Words and moans that told me she was feeling it too.

“Alex...”

“What do you need, baby?” I was doing my best to hold out until she came again, but I could feel the edges of my orgasm encroaching.