Chapter 5
Sophia
I slid my mouth off him with a final, teasing lick and looked up at him, his chest heaving, his eyes glazed with ecstasy.
Nathan pulled me up to my feet. He didn't waste a moment. His hands were already lifting my dress, pushing it up with a sense of urgency, making my pulse quicken.
"Up you go," he rasped, maneuvering my dress over my hips and bunching it around my waist. The night air kissed my exposed thighs, heightening the thrill of our balcony escapade.
He hooked his fingers into my panties, tugging them aside with a dexterous movement. "Spread your legs," his voice was rough and commanding, and I complied, parting my thighs to grant him access. His fingers found my slick folds and slipped inside, making me arch towards him.
"You're so wet," he murmured, plunging a second finger in and curling them in a way that had me gasping. His thumb found my clit, rubbing circles that sent jolts of pleasure coursing through me.
"Oh, Nathan," I moaned, clutching at his shoulders as he worked me, his fingers moving in a rhythm that had my knees trembling.
"That's it, baby," he encouraged, lowering himself to his knees. His tongue darted out, licking a path up my inner thigh before he buried his face in my pussy. The combination of his fingers and his mouth was electric, every flick of his tongue driving me wild.
"Nathan, please," I begged, desperate for more. My hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as he licked and sucked, his fingers continuing their relentless assault.
He pulled away just long enough to look up at me, his lips glistening with my arousal. "You taste so fucking good," he growled before diving back in, his tongue lapping at my clit while his fingers pumped in and out of me.
It didn't take long before I was teetering on the edge, my body quivering with the impending orgasm. "I'm so close," I gasped, my breath coming in ragged pants.
Nathan didn't relent, his tongue flicking faster, his fingers curling just right. "Come for me, Sophia," he commanded, and that was all it took. My climax crashed over me like a tidal wave, my entire body shuddering in its wake.
He stood up, his mouth and chin glistening with my juices. "Good girl," he murmured, kissing my forehead before turning me around and pressing me against the balcony railing.
"Now, let's see how much noise we can make," he whispered.
Nathan positioned the head of his cock at my entrance, teasing me for a moment before thrusting in deep. I gasped, my fingers gripping the railing as he filled me completely. The sensation was overwhelming, the thrill of being taken so openly only adding to the intensity.
"Hold on tight," he said as he began to move, his cock sliding in and out of me with a steady, powerful pace. The slap of skin against skin echoed in the night air, mingling with my moans of pleasure.
The city lights twinkled around us, but all I could focus on was the feel of Nathan's cock driving deep into my pussy, hitting just the right spots. He set a relentless rhythm, his hands gripping my hips, pulling me back into every thrust.
"Fuck, Sophia," he groaned, his pace quickening. "You feel so fucking good."
"Harder," I gasped, meeting his thrusts with equal fervor. "Fuck me harder."
He didn't need to be told twice. His grip on my hips tightened, and his movements became more frantic, each stroke pushing me closer to the brink once more.
I could feel another orgasm building, my body coiling tight like a spring. "I'm gonna come again," I moaned, the words barely coherent.
"Do it," he urged. "Come on my cock. I want to feel you."
My pussy clenched around him as I came, the orgasm washing over me in waves, almost knocking me off balance. Nathan wasn't far behind. With a guttural groan, he thrust deep, his body spasming as he spilled into me.
We stayed like that, both of us catching our breath, basking in the afterglow. Then, Nathan pulled out, pressing a kiss to the back of my neck before scooping me up into his arms.
"Bedroom," he declared, carrying me inside as if I weighed nothing. I wrapped my arms around his neck, smiling at him, feeling a heady mix of exhaustion and elation.
He laid me down on the bed, his eyes dark with intent as he climbed on top of me. "We're not done yet," he warned.
"Good," I replied, my own grin matching his. "I wasn't planning on sleeping anyway."
Nathan wasted no time, his lips crashing onto mine in a hungry kiss. Our tongues danced together, a heated prelude to the main event. He broke the kiss, trailing his mouth down my neck, sucking a mark there before moving lower.
His hands were everywhere, caressing and teasing, leaving a fire trail in their wake. He wrapped his lips around one of my nipples, sucking it to a stiff peak while his hand continued its journey south, finding my still-sensitive pussy and slipping a finger inside.
I moaned, arching into his touch, the sensations almost too much to bear. Nathan switched to my other nipple, giving it the same attention while adding another finger to the mix, stretching me deliciously.
"Please," I whimpered, writhing beneath him. "I need you."
"What do you need, baby?" he asked, his voice a teasing purr.
"I need you to fuck me," I demanded, not caring how desperate I sounded. "I need your cock inside me."
His smirk widened, and he obliged, pulling his fingers out and positioning himself at my entrance. He thrust in with one powerful stroke, making me cry out in pleasure.
Nathan set a punishing pace, his cock driving deep into my pussy with every thrust. Our bodies slapping together filled the room, punctuated by our moans and gasps.
"Fuck, you feel so good," he groaned, his grip on my hips almost bruising. "So tight and wet."
"Harder," I panted, meeting his thrusts with equal enthusiasm. "Please, Nathan, fuck me harder."
His response was a low growl, his pace quickening as he pounded into me with renewed fervor. Every movement sent jolts of pleasure through me, bringing me closer and closer to the edge.
I could feel another orgasm building, this one even more intense than the last. "I'm close," I gasped, my nails digging into his back. "So fucking close."
Nathan's thrusts became erratic, his own climax approaching. "Come for me, Soph," he urged. "Come with me."
His words were all I needed. My orgasm erupted, my pussy clenching around his cock in a vice-like grip. Nathan followed seconds later, his release mingling with mine, filling me to the brim.
We collapsed onto the bed in a sweaty, tangled heap, both panting and spent. Nathan pulled me close, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "That was..."
"Amazing," I finished for him, a satisfied smile on my lips.
He chuckled, nuzzling into my hair. "Yeah, it was."
As we lay there, our breathing gradually returned to normal, and I felt a sense of contentment. Despite the earlier tension and jealousy, being with Nathan like this, in the throes of passion, reminded me of why I fell for him in the first place.
"Let's stay here forever," I murmured, closing my eyes and snuggling closer to him.
Nathan's arms tightened around me, his breath warm against my skin. "I'd like that," he replied, his voice soft. "But then, who would host all these fabulous parties?"
"Maybe we can find a balance," I suggested. "A little bit of partying, a lot of this."
"Deal," he agreed, kissing the top of my head. "I think that's a plan I can get behind."