“Tired? But, Beauty, the night is still young!” he said, as he reached forward and pushed the button, the glass between us and his driver sliding down.
“Take us to the Empire State Building, please, Max,” he said.
“Yes, sir,” Max said.
“What!” I said. “Bear, it’s so late.”
“You haven’t been, have you? It’s open until two in the morning, love. You’ll love it! Trust me! It’s beautiful this time of night!”
“Okay, okay,” I relented, suppressing a yawn. More than anything, I wanted to go home. I wanted to think about everything, make sense of stuff that didn’t make sense to me yet.
We were silent on the drive. He kept drinking in the car, lost in his own thoughts. But by the time we arrived, he perked up, his eyes flashing with excitement.
“I haven’t been here in years!” he said. “The elevator ride alone is amazing.”
He grabbed my hand and pulled me inside. I waited while he bought tickets and when the elevator doors opened, we walked in first. We stood in the back while a few other people walked on.
Once the door closed, I jumped when I felt his hand slid up the back of my skirt. We were standing against the back wall of the elevator, out of view of everyone else, and my eyes widened when his fingers slid up and pressed against my naked ass. He slipped inside my asshole and I bit my lip to keep from crying out. I turned my head to look at him, but he stood staring straight ahead, as if his hand was half buried in my ass, his finger fucking in and out of me.
When the elevator dinged, he slid out and pulled the back of my skirt down as the people in front of us walked out. I looked back at him and he winked, grabbing my arm and leading me away from all the people.
“Come this way,” he said. “I want to show you something.”
He opened a door that led outside, a blast of cold air hitting us as soon as we stepped out. The city sparkled below us and we walked around the open observation deck that was lined with coin-operated telescopes.
“This is incredible!” I said, the wind blowing my hair around me.
“Isn’t it?” he asked, as he led me around the deck. “I knew you’d love it.”
“I do, Bear! It’s stunning!” The freezing wind had woken me up, all traces of sleepiness having vanished as soon as we stepped out into it.
“Look over there,” he finally stopped and pointed in the distance. “Lady Liberty herself!”
“Oh! That’s the first time I’ve seen her since I’ve been here,” I said.
“And look over there,” he pointed somewhere else. “That’s your apartment building.”
“Oh, I see it!” I said, squinting to try to make sense of the millions of lights laid out in front of us.
“Now, walk around here,” he said, leading me away again. I followed him, hand in hand until he stopped abruptly and turned around to face me. We were alone, with no other people in sight.
He let go of my hand and reached down, unzipping his pants and pulling out his rock hard cock.
“Suck it,” he growled.
“What? Here, Bear?” I asked, already shaking my head no.
“On your fucking knees, Chloe!” he said, his voice low and seething.
“But Bear—,” I began to protest.
He reached up and grabbed my head, pulling me into him and kissing me hard on the mouth.
“Shut the fuck up!” he growled. “Suck my cock now!”
“What about the people?” I cried, my pussy twitching with excitement.
“I don’t care about them. I don’t care if they see you sucking my cock, Chloe. I want your mouth and I want it right this fucking instant, do you fucking hear me?”
I sighed with dismay, looking over my shoulder before sinking to my knees in front of him.
“Mmm, good girl,” he whispered, stroking my hair as I slid his cock inside of my mouth. “That’s it, baby, that’s so good.”
His words shot right through me, waking up that part of me that I’d been so unable to access earlier. I was so worried about the job, about not knowing what I was doing, about trying to figure him out and figure out what all of this meant, that I couldn’t focus on the way he made me feel. I’d been worrying way too much.
Until now.
His cock slid back and forth between my lips, the skin so soft and velvety and hard, all at the same time, his throbbing, pulsing sex coming to life in my mouth. I moaned, twirling my tongue around the head and sucking him in hard, my hand reaching up and gripping his shaft.
I melted into the act, but at the same time, I was terrified of getting caught. Don’t people get arrested for stuff like this? I wondered. I couldn’t imagine the security guards took too lightly to people fucking up here. We were in a dark corner and while we hadn’t yet been discovered, once again, just like on the trail, I could hear faint voices approaching. I moved faster, sucking harder, swirling my tongue around him as fast as I could, hoping he would come quickly and we could finish this somewhere a lot warmer and much more private.
He had other ideas, though.
“Stand up,” he commanded, pulling his cock from my grip.
I stood up, ignoring the pain in my knees from kneeling. I met his gaze and saw the fiery passion there that I’d come to love. Something stirred in me, as if he was creating a storm inside of me and churning it up into some kind of furious wild abandon that gripped my soul.
He turned me around, his hands on my waist as he pushed me up against a window. He reached down, pulling my skirt up around my hips and exposing my bare ass and pussy to all of New York City.
“Isn’t this exciting?” he growled. “You could get caught at any moment, Chloe, then everyone will know what a slut you are.”
I groaned, my pussy spasming at his words, my nipples hardening into tiny little pebbles of forbidden arousal.
His hand landed smartly on my ass, smacking it hard before he plunged his cock inside of my pussy. I was already wet. So fucking wet. And within seconds, I was writhing on his hardness, loving the delicious smooth slide of his piercing cock. He reached up and grabbed my hair, pulling my head back as he fucked into me. His other hand reached into the top of my dress, pulling out my breasts and pinching my nipples hard.
I cried out, unable to stay quiet during his relentless fucking. I spasmed around his shaft, coming hard and quick, pulsing around him as he pistoned in and out of me.
“Good girl,” he growled in my ear. “Yes, Chloe, come on my cock, that’s it, baby.”
I came hard, again and again, as he continued fucking me.
I was just catching my breath when I felt him pull out. I thought he was finished and started to raise myself up, but his hand landed on the middle of my back and he pushed me back down.
“I’m not done,” he said. My eyes flew open as I felt the head of his cock press against my asshole. I shook my head frantically.
“I don’t think I can do that, Bear,” I cried, looking over my shoulder at him.
“Yes you can,” he said, pressing forward. I whimpered, completely bewildered as to why he would attempt something like this here, on top of the Empire State Building, of all places.
I’d never been fucked in the ass before, not officially. Sure, I’d h
ad fingers and vibrators, but that is nothing compared to a live, hard cock, as I was about to discover.
I felt the pain immediately.
Burning, searing, white-hot pain flashed through my body as he slid inside of me.
“Bear!” I cried, doing my best to stay still.
He began thrusting in and out of my ass slowly and at first, I couldn’t believe how much it hurt. Hot, stinging tears welled up in my eyes.
“Oh, baby, baby,” he growled behind me, kissing my neck. “You’re so fucking tight. So warm. So fucking perfect.” He reached around me, finding my clit and slowly rubbing it as he slowly fucked in and out of me. Within seconds of him touching my clit, the pain began to change into hot waves of pleasure bubbling up inside of me, my pussy once again flowing like a river.
A deep moan escaped from my lips, the pain fading away completely until I was writhing in the purest pleasure, my body pressed up against the window as he pounded into my ass. Savage, raw, delicious passion ripped through me, turning every nerve in my body into a symphony of bliss that took over my entire soul, until I was coming again, my body seizing up around him as he continued to fuck into me. He swelled bigger and hotter inside of me, his cock throbbing as he exploded, his hot seed spilling out, burning me with his sweet release.
He fell against my back, panting, his cock sliding out of me, leaving me yearning for more. I moaned, turning my face back to his.
“That was incredible,” I said, my eyes wide with wonder.
“Better than the view?” he asked, a sly smile on his face. I pulled my skirt down and turned around as he pushed his cock back into his pants and zipped them up.
“Much better than the view,” I whispered, a sense of something I couldn’t quite name rushing over me.
Was it love? It felt like love. It felt like I’d never felt before. My heart was full and all I wanted to do was fall into his arms. I’d never done that before and I’d certainly never expected that to happen in a place like this, let alone with a man like him.