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I ate her out… she tasted fucking
divine. I wanted to give her a third that way, but she begged me to
fuck her, so I did—my hand working between her legs while I
pounded inside of her. She came again with a hoarse cry, then I
flipped her over and took her from behind. Only after she came that
fourth time did I let go, and almost gave myself a coronary in the
process.
    It was just that
fucking good.
    And, there’s
no way I’m letting her out of this room anytime soon.
    “It’s
funny,” I tell her after I take another sip of water and resume
staring at the ceiling. “I have you pegged as a banker. Stella
the Banker. I think that sounds right.”
    “You’re
so wrong.” She giggles.
    “But you’re
not going to tell me what you do for a living?” I ask as I turn
on my side to face her. She moves her gaze from the ceiling to me,
and her eyes are warm and filled with good nature.
    “Nope. I’ll
just be Stella the Banker, to you.”
    “ Stella ,
the unbelievably hot banker,” I amend as I reach a hand out and
circle a fingertip around one nipple.
    “You make one
hot banker yourself,” she says with a soft pant.
    Leaning over, I let
my tongue move along the same path, lightly circling the hard nub,
scraping my teeth over it. I pull it into my mouth and suck gently,
causing her hands to come up and wrap around my head, holding me
tight in place. Flexing my jaw, I pull her nipple in deep with a bit
of a harder suck and she bucks softly against me. I let it go and
intend on hitting the other one hard, but I make the mistake of
looking in her eyes.
    They are full of
wanton desire, and so focused on me that my cock starts growing.
    Impossible, I
think to myself, because given how hard I just orgasmed a bit ago, I
was almost positive I’d be out of action for another half hour
at least.
    But it’s true.
Just from one sinful look and I’m ready to get going for round
two.
    “Balcony,”
is all I say, pushing myself up off the bed. She sits up and I grab
her hand, pulling her along behind me. She doesn’t hesitate and
follows right behind me as I push the doors open. A light breeze
filters in but it’s still muggy outside, which is typical for
July. We’re on the twentieth floor, but we can still hear the
rumble of engines and the honking of horns below us on Madison
Avenue. The quiet darkness of Central Park stretches out beyond.
    I walk up to the
edge of the balcony, which is made of stone and concrete, sitting
about three and a half feet high. I pull Stella in front of
me, stepping in close behind her and I rub my semi against her ass
cheeks until I start to get harder. Pushing my whole body into her, I
try to make her step right up against the concrete wall but I notice
she braces her hands on the edge, refusing to get closer.
    “I’m
afraid of heights,” she whispers, and I immediately feel like
such a douche.
    Stepping back, I
grab her elbow and try to pull her away. “Come on… let’s
go back inside.”
    “No,”
she says, turning her back on me and facing the wall. “I’ll
keep my eyes closed.”
    Yup… dick now
supremely hard, because I know how hot it can be to get fucked while
your eyes are closed. Having nothing but the sensation of sound and
touch to rely on. Her idea has merit, so I step back up to her and
push her up against the wall. I assume her eyes are closed but her
body is still tense, so I bring one arm around her shoulders, laying
a palm over one breast. I squeeze it, plump it, and test the weight
in my hand. I rub a thumbnail over her nipple, eliciting a soft sigh
from her.
    Good, she’s
relaxing.
    While still
massaging her breast, I bring my other hand around to work her clit.
Straight shot… right to her center. Her head slams back on my
shoulder, while my fingertips circle and rub against her. Every third
or fourth stroke, I plunge a finger in and work her clit with my
thumb. She’s so fucking responsive that it doesn’t take
much to get her body ready for me, and I can feel