Pulling her closer, he skimmed his free hand over her thigh and under her dress. Her bare hip broke out in goosebumps as he caressed her silky skin.
“Nicki,” she pleaded.
His finger skated through her slit, her soaking wet slit. Damn, he wanted to haul her up against the closest wall and ram into her with the force of a tornado. Maybe later. For now, he had a different plan. A plan to stretch her boundaries to a place she’d never imagine going in a million years. He knew he could convince her of anything, she was so hot to have whatever he might give her.
His lips fused to hers and he walked her backward to the bed. He broke their kiss. “Sit.”
She sat on the edge of the bed and waited for him.
He pulled open the top drawer of the dresser to retrieve a tie. He rarely needed to wear one for business, but he’d learned early on to pack one or two every trip, just in case.
She tracked his movements.
Without saying a word, he lifted the tie before her eyes and tied it snuggly at the back of her head like a blindfold. “Don’t move,” was his only command.
He eyed the round table in front of the wall of windows leading to the balcony. He pushed open the sliding glass door completely. This’ll be tight.
He dragged the table out to the balcony, planting it just short of the railing to give him room to maneuver about.
Walking back inside, Cat sat right where he’d left her, her mouth slightly agape and the pulse on her neck fluttering gently. She could likely feel the warm air coming in from outside and was no doubt wondering if he had plans for them on the balcony.
He knelt before her, laying kisses over her lips, her neck, and her shoulders.
Her breath was coming in shallow pants.
He rose, grasping her hand, and brought her to a standing position. “Wrap your legs around me.”
He hoisted her up into his arms, his hands gripping her gorgeous globes bare beneath the fabric of her dress.
Her lips found his as she held him tight. Her kisses were intoxicating.
Carrying her to the balcony, he positioned her, facing the ocean, and set her on the table.
“Oh God,” she breathed.
“Shh.” He knew she was nervous, but this was his chance to break down her protective walls, and he’d happily take it. In the small space between the table and railing, he knelt before her. “My sweet Cat, my courageous Cat.” He stroked her thighs up and down, pushing them apart. “You are mine tonight. You know that, right?”
“Yes.” She licked her lips.
He slid her dress a few inches higher up her legs. “Can you feel the breeze off the ocean when it hits your pussy?”
She swallowed. “Yes.”
“Good. Give me your hand.”
She hesitated a fraction of a second, but gave it to him.
He placed her hand high on her thigh, a slight hint of her nether lips coming into view. “You’re going to touch yourself for me.”
She whimpered.
“Shh. You can do this. I want this. I want you to feel good, but this will also make me feel good. You’ve come so far. Do this for you. Do this for me.”
Sunlight remained in the sky. They probably had another hour and twenty minutes before evening.
Her fingertip inched closer and pulled up the center of her wet slit. She moaned.
His dick surged. He opened his button and fly to give his dick a break from the pain caused by constriction.
Gently, he moved her dress higher, wanting a full view of her masturbating.
“Nicki.”
He crashed his lips over hers, quieting her protest. Nic’s room was high up in the resort, one floor above hers. Only if someone specifically looked up and squinted hard would they be able to see Cat.
“My pussy,” he breathed over her lips. “Don’t stop.”
Taking one leg, caressing it, he slowly brought it to the side and set it on the top of the railing.
She didn’t make a sound. Good girl.
He did the same thing to her other leg, effectively spreading her legs open in a V with him between.
Blowing a small breath over her burgeoning clit, he said, “Now, don’t stop playing with this beautiful pink pussy and lay all the way back.”
Her head might hang off the edge of the table, but he wouldn’t keep her in that position for long.
She lay back, her legs and pussy bare for his viewing. Almost there.
“Are you close to coming?”
She panted. “Yes.”
“Good. I want you to come.” He drove one then two fingers inside her slippery wet pussy and watched as she squirmed on the table, moaning low. She rode out the waves of her glorious climax.
Before she had a chance to move, he slid the dress higher, to just below her tits, and pinned her hands to the table while he licked her feverishly.
She called out, but quickly clamped her lips closed.
He ate her, savoring her quiet mewls and how her legs quivered when he brought her to the edge and pulled back.
“Don’t move.”
He reached into his back pocket and sheathed himself with a rubber. He caught a glimpse of movement two balconies over. An audience.
Laying kisses over Cat’s inner thigh, he saw the neighbor wave to someone in the room. A female joined him, her jaw dropping at the scene before them. Their audience smiled.
Nic’s kisses traveled up Cat’s body, pushing against the fabric to expose her delicious breasts. He sucked and laved her nipples. Then, he whispered, “Arms up.”
Cat paused, but he waited. Finally, she raised her arms above her head, her palms coming in contact with the glass door.
He slid her dress off her body and let if fall to the floor. Her smokin’ body, ripe nipples, and bare pussy completely on display for him, and their audience, who was now kissing and fondling each other while watching Nic and Cat.
“Keep your arms there.”
He crouched down again to feast on her. She tasted divine. He would miss this when she was gone.
With his hands under her ass cheeks, he brought her closer to his mouth, forcing her legs to widen.
Nic glanced at the couple two doors down to see the man had lifted the woman’s swim cover-up and was fucking her from behind.
Nic would remember this scene for the rest of his life. How Cat had brought so much joy and inspiration, a fantasy come to life. He hoped she’d leave feeling the same way about him.
Sweat dripped down the back of his neck.
“Nicki,” she begged.
“Do you want me to make you come?”
“Yes,” she replied softly.
“I can’t hear you.”
“Yes,” she said louder.
He slammed two fingers into her pussy while simultaneously sucking on her hard, eager clit. She cried out before covering her mouth.
He pushed and pulled his fingers, sucking and laving every inch of her pussy. It took only a few seconds for another orgasm to rip through her, squirting on him in the process.
He gave her a moment to savor it before he stood and dove into her, slamming clear to the end, over and over, allowing his release to overtake him.
Realizing she was coming again, as her muscles squeezed him tight, he sucked on a nipple, adding to her crest.
He collapsed over her, panting into her neck. Her arms and legs came around him.
“You were positively incredible. I’m so proud of you.” He pushed off her blindfold.