mischievously.
âWell, surprisingly not, Iâve been rather distracted,â I reply with a wink.
âOh, you should take a closer look. Turn around.â
âBut ⦠but Joe, Iâm naked!â I hadnât thought about it before, I was so caught up in the action, but panic grips my chest when he turns me to face the window.
âI donât think the pigeons will be bothered, weâre six storeys up.â
âBut thereâs a building just there, itâs not far away.â I gasp when the vista comes into sight.
âOh hush, woman, and enjoy the view.â He strokes his hands up and down my arms comfortingly. I feel his hard muscles behind me and know that I cannot back away. Iâm trapped between him, his erection and the glass. âAnyway,â he continues, âif anyone does looks out theyâll simply enjoy what they can see.â
He sweeps his hand to the right and directs my gaze to the neon lights and shadowed buildings of a Mancunian night. Iâm not too convinced he thinks theyâll really just look at the view.
As I watched the city his hand cups my breast.
âIt is rather breathtaking isnât it?â I comment. I am aware of his cheek close to mine, can almost feel his gaze running over the geography of my body.
âIt really is,â he whispers and slides his hand down over my stomach to the juncture of my thighs. âI could look at it forever.â
As he sinks his fingers into my shadowy folds I watch the heartbeat of the traffic ebbing and flowing far below us. I glance casually over to the building opposite.
âSomeone is watching us.â The words clutch to my throat in apprehension.
âLet them,â he replies, then bites down on my shoulder making me arch back against his hot, hard chest, which I can assure you isnât the only hard bit of him.
âItâs a couple, yes, definitely a couple. I donât know how long theyâve been there.â
âHave they seen us?â Joe asks casually, pulling on my hips. I am forced to rest my hands on the window for balance.
âYes,â I whisper. âYes, theyâre watching us.â
I am too far away to really see faces and features but the two people entwined together are definitely directing their stares in the direction of our room. They are watching as my breasts drop forward and swing gently between my ribs and the shockingly cold window. They are watching Joe space my legs wide and stand between them. They are watching when he thrusts into me and I moan loudly against the glass, fogging it up with my breath.
âGood,â he grunts, holding my hips as he thrusts. âThey can witness our marital conjugation.â
âI donât think you need that kind of proof these days.â I moan, eyes closed but very aware of the dizzying amount of air on the other side of the sheet of glass.
âHey, theyâre kissing now; heâs groping her boob. Damn, Leanna, weâre turning them on.â
I open my eyes and, sure enough, the couple across the way are certainly enjoying the view.
âWow, sheâs got nice tits.â I notice them as sheâs pressed against her window in a similar position to mine.
âYours are nicer,â Joe replies without hesitation.
âThis is kind of hot.â I gasp. âThough I didnât expect to be including anyone else in our wedding night.â
âNo, this is an added bonus.â He slaps my buttock. âThough youâre more than enough of a treat for me.â
I close my eyes again. Pleasure floods through me from his smack and his thrust. I press my cheek against the glass and inch my hand down it until I am convinced I can take the fucking action with just the one balancing hand. I slide my fingers into my wet slit and seek out my clit.
âFuck, thatâs it. Flick that clit and come all over my cock.â
Iâve all but forgotten the
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