Bad Boy Revelation (Alpha Bad Boy Book 1)

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the skyline of the city.  She's not the first to visit this rooftop, but the first to receive this kind of treatment.
    "Can I open my eyes yet?"
    "No, just wait, it'll be worth it."
    She has no idea what she's about to experience.  The sounds of traffic can be heard below our feet and the urban smells grow intense with each wind gust that rushes between the buildings.
    I walk her over to the edge of the rooftop, there's a small wall about three-feet high forming a barrier.  I stare at her once more in her black dress.  I have to get inside this woman—soon.
    "Keep your eyes closed, and relax."
    I breathe heavily in her ear and exhale my warm breath down he neck and shoulder.
    "What are you doing?" she coos.
    "Exactly what you want me to do.  What you've wanted me to do all week."
    "Oh really?  What's that?"
    Her eyes are closed and her chin is tilted up as the night air rushes over her face.  I run my hand over her ass and start pulling up the inside of her dress, inching my fingers slowly towards her soaking wet lips.   She starts to squirm and squeeze her legs together the closer I get.
    "Just let it happen."
    She parts her legs as my fingers caress the insides of her thighs, massaging around her swollen lips, brushing my knuckles up against her as she exhales loudly.
    "Keep your eyes closed, enjoy the moment."
    I pull her dress up over her tight little ass to reveal a sexy black thong.  Yeah, she came prepared.  My right hand reaches around the front of her and I start to tease her little bump in small circles.  She starts to moan and playfully tries to push her ass away from me.  She needs to learn who's in charge.  It's time for her to get what she came for.
    I pull her thong to the side with my left hand and bury my nose in her ass, running my tongue the length of her mound and then swirl it around her swollen pink entry.
    "Fuck!" she cries out into the city.
    That's right.
    I stop momentarily and marvel at her ass, slapping lightly as I massage it.  She coos again.  I take both hands and spread her cheeks apart, darting my warm tongue into her little puckered asshole, teasing the rim with the tip.
    "Oh my fucking god," she screams.
    She's still keeping her eyes closed as she was told.  I continue to flick my tongue around her asshole as I slide my hand up toward that saturated cunt that's now glistening in the moonlight.  I rub up and down her before slowly snaking my fingers inside, one at a time.
    God damn she is so fucking wet and tight, my cock is so hard I might pass out.  I imagine how amazing it will feel when she squeezes those walls around me, refusing to let me out of her.
    I now have my fingers fully submerged in the depths of her, exploring everything, leaving nothing unpleased.
    "Harder," she orders.
    I'm not one to say no to requests.
    I start ramming her with my fingers to the hilt and she clamps down around them like a vise.  Her pussy is gushing all over my hand and I'm running my fingers around the ridge I've found deep inside of her, watching every reaction on her face, knowing she'll spend the rest of her life dreaming and fantasizing about this moment.
    She's holding back, still afraid to let go.  I have to push her past her breaking point.
    "Relax, let me please you," I whisper.
    Her muscles loosen and I turn up the heat.  I go to town on her needy little cunt, ramming the fuck out of it with my middle and index finger.  She's about to release the flood gates.
    "Oh my god.  Oh my god, Joel.  I'm going to fucking come!"
    God damn right you are.
    I time the moment on her face with the smacking sound of my fingers throttling her pussy.  Right when she's on the edge, I bury my thumb inside of her wet little asshole and give her what she deserves.  She goes wild.  Shuddering and convulsing, I can feel the energy rippling through her thighs and down into her toes and up through her shoulders as she tightens around my fingers.
    I don't even give her time to catch her breath. 

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