“What?” I tried to grab it away but he held it just out of the reach of my tied hands. “You opened a package that was addressed to me?”
“We’re married,ragazza.” The hand that held me at my back suddenly was pulling his tie above my head to the railing just beside the chair. He put the metal device back in his pocket so he could a knot quickly. Then, he slid the metal device back out to stare at. “You should know better than to think a package is just yours.”
“What? She put my name on it.” I pulled on my restraints. There wasn’t any give.
He turned it in his hand before pressing a small button that made it vibrate. “What’s yours is mine.”
Oh, God.My eyes widened as his dark eyes sparkled.
He took his time sliding his hands under my shirt and then said, “Be a good girl and lift your hips,ragazza.”
I chewed on my cheek but knew I was going with the path of me getting off. I lifted and he slid my panties off to drop onto the ground. Then he took his time lowering the metal egg to my thigh and the cool metal slid up and shocked my system with each vibration.
“Bastian, we should probably just go inside. We aren’t going to do anything on this balcony,” I said through clenched teeth, but my breath was already coming faster and faster.
“Of course we are, love.” His middle finger grazed my pussy. “If we weren’t, you wouldn’t be wet for me right now.”
“Your cock has been against my ass for the last five minutes. Of course I’m wet for you. That’s not an indication that—”
I gasped when he slid the cold metal over my clit and then rubbed it over my entrance. “Bastian…”
“Ragazza,call me by my full name when I’m about to get you off. Your husband likes the world to hear it on your lips.”
I shook my head in defiance, “No one would hear me fifty stories up.”
He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back to expose my neck so he could suck on it as he rubbed a thumb over my clit and let the device work me into a frenzy. “Then you better scream loud,bellissima. We need to let this city know you and your husband havenoproblems at all in the bedroom and out of it, right?”
I moaned when he went back to sucking on my neck. I wiggled back and forth on his dick, wanting every sensation I could take from him. He was pushing all my senses by bringing me out here, lighting up the night with salt crystals, and then vibrating my pussy into oblivion. “I need all of you.”
He growled and then lifted and spun me so I was sitting on top of him, looking out at the town, the ocean, the horizon.
He moved my hair to the side so he could continue marking my neck, but his hands went to my breasts and clitoris. They worked me in unison to my high. I hit it fast with that device in me and he murmured how beautiful I looked. Then he slid it out, turned it off, and put it back in his pocket before scooting me forward enough to unbuckle his belt. “I should take you back in to fuck you properly in a bed but if I don’t have you with this as your backdrop, I’ll never forgive myself.”
With that, he plunged into me, one hand on my breast, the other on my hip. I gasped at the sensation, realizing right at that moment, we had no barrier between us.
I couldn’t stop though, the feeling of my husband’s cock bare in my pussy was too much. I rode him hard and met his deep thrust over and over again.
“You feel that?” He murmured against my ear. “That pussy belongs on my dick, nothing between us. I’ll make an empire with you, ragazza. Give me a baby, huh? One I’ll love just as much as you.”
I froze and turned to search his gaze over my shoulder. “You mean that?”
His mouth lifted to a smile. “You said at that theme park a long time ago you wanted one.”
I bit my lip. “You’re giving me what I want?”
“Well, what I want too.” He leaned in and kissed my cheek. Then he squeezed my thigh and flexed his dick in me. “Let’s make a baby now, Morina Armanelli.”
I bit my lip and rolled my hips on him.
“Fuck,” He ground out and pulled my hair so that my ass arched harder into his lap. “Scream my name,ragazza.”
His words sent me over the edge. He’d made the quick decision to make a baby with me, one he knew I wanted. I hit a high out there on the balcony that night with the man I loved.
“Sebastian Armanelli.”
THE END