Wild Rendezvous

by Victoria Blisse

  ‘Have you seen the view?’ he asks in a flat tone, his eyes sparkling mischievously.

  ‘Well, surprisingly not, I’ve been rather distracted,’ I reply with a wink.

  ‘Oh, you should take a closer look. Turn around.’

  ‘But … but Joe, I’m naked!’ I hadn’t 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.

  ‘I don’t think the pigeons will be bothered, we’re six storeys up.’

  ‘But there’s a building just there, it’s not far away.’ I gasp when the vista comes into sight.

  ‘Oh hush, woman, and enjoy the view.’ He strokes his hands up and down my arms comfortingly. I feel his hard muscles behind me and know that I cannot back away. I’m trapped between him, his erection and the glass. ‘Anyway,’ he continues, ‘if anyone does looks out they’ll simply enjoy what they can see.’

  He sweeps his hand to the right and directs my gaze to the neon lights and shadowed buildings of a Mancunian night. I’m not too convinced he thinks they’ll really just look at the view.

  As I watched the city his hand cups my breast.

  ‘It is rather breathtaking isn’t it?’ I comment. I am aware of his cheek close to mine, can almost feel his gaze running over the geography of my body.

  ‘It really is,’ he whispers and slides his hand down over my stomach to the juncture of my thighs. ‘I could look at it forever.’

  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.

  ‘Someone is watching us.’ The words clutch to my throat in apprehension.

  ‘Let them,’ he replies, then bites down on my shoulder making me arch back against his hot, hard chest, which I can assure you isn’t the only hard bit of him.

  ‘It’s a couple, yes, definitely a couple. I don’t know how long they’ve been there.’

  ‘Have they seen us?’ Joe asks casually, pulling on my hips. I am forced to rest my hands on the window for balance.

  ‘Yes,’ I whisper. ‘Yes, they’re watching us.’

  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.

  ‘Good,’ he grunts, holding my hips as he thrusts. ‘They can witness our marital conjugation.’

  ‘I don’t think you need that kind of proof these days.’ I moan, eyes closed but very aware of the dizzying amount of air on the other side of the sheet of glass.

  ‘Hey, they’re kissing now; he’s groping her boob. Damn, Leanna, we’re turning them on.’

  I open my eyes and, sure enough, the couple across the way are certainly enjoying the view.

  ‘Wow, she’s got nice tits.’ I notice them as she’s pressed against her window in a similar position to mine.

  ‘Yours are nicer,’ Joe replies without hesitation.

  ‘This is kind of hot.’ I gasp. ‘Though I didn’t expect to be including anyone else in our wedding night.’

  ‘No, this is an added bonus.’ He slaps my buttock. ‘Though you’re more than enough of a treat for me.’

  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.

  ‘Fuck, that’s it. Flick that clit and come all over my cock.’

  I’ve all but forgotten the onlookers until my eyes flutter open for a moment. A flash of arousal runs through me as I watch them fucking.

  ‘Oh fuck, Joe, yes.’ I shudder and shake an orgasm ripping through me. He strokes my back and stills. I collapse further forward onto the glass.

  ‘Bed, now.’ Joe growls.

  ‘Yes, sir.’

  I look through the window; he pulls back and frees his cock from my cunt. The couple opposite wave to me and I wiggle my fingers back in reply.

  ‘It was hot to see others getting off on our pleasure but now, now I want you all to myself, wife. I want to look into your eyes as I fuck you.’

  ‘Yes, I want that.’ I sprawl out on the cool sheets of the large, soft bed and he slides himself over me. ‘I love you, Joe. I do, I really do.’ Tears prick at my eyes. I’m so happy it overwhelms me.

  ‘I love you too, Leanna. So much. I am the luckiest man alive to have found you.’

  He leans down and captures my lips with his. There was the passion of our first kiss, something I’ll never forget, but it does not compare to the deep compassion, contentment and joy that flows between our mouths in this kiss. As the kiss develops, our tear-wet cheeks rubbing together, he places his cock back at the entrance of my cunt and pushes inside me.

  Our lips never part. He slowly eases in and out of me. We’re completely joined, man and wife, and I feel amazing from head to toe. Joe is my everything and his pleasure consumes me. My nipples rub against his chest, my pussy squeezes him, enfolds him within me. My arms wrap around his shoulders and hold him close, my lips dance over his. He becomes part of me and I complete him in a circle of love and lust that perfectly connects.

  He comes, and his moans fill my mouth as his orgasm shakes me to ecstasy. We slowly collapse into one another. He slides to the bed beside me, his body pressed against mine. We wrap around each other, the comforting sting of the ice-cold air conditioning keeps us cool.

  And so it starts, our new life together. From crush, to tease, to lust and love. He is my perfect, tempting rendezvous.

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