And between my legs I’m feeling the most unbelievable ecstasy, as David’s tongue touches and teases me in ways I’d forgotten were possible.
I groan as he pushes his tongue inside of me, tasting me, before flitting it across my clit yet again. Months ago, I’d have been embarrassed to be out in the open like this. Although the terrace is secluded, it’s still out in the open air. A helicopter or drone could easily spot us. Even a sharp-eyed tourist on the street might be able to catch a glimpse. But I don’t care now.
“Fuck,” I exhale the word. “Me.” I want to cum with David.
He stands before swiftly slipping on the condom.
“Feeling alive yet?” He whispers, cupping my face in his hands and staring into my eyes.
“Almost.”
“How about now?” He places his hands on my waist and slips his cock gently inside of me, causing me to moan aloud yet again.
“Yes.” I’m louder, no longer whispering. “Yes, yes,” I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck, kissing him deeply as he thrusts deep into me.
He kisses my neck, biting it gently, urging me onwards. And then he whispers in my ear. “Tell the world, Lilly. Let them hear you’re alive. Living.”
“Yes, yes, yes.” I repeat the word again and again, getting louder with each pounding motion. My fingernails are leaving red marks on his shoulders but I don’t care right now. I’m on the brink of an orgasm when he suddenly stops.
He stays inside of me, and I can feel him pulsating, also no doubt dying to cum. But David, always in control and always exercising self-control, stops himself completely. He looks me in the face, serious. “You see that city, Lilly?” He motions with his chin over his shoulder, to the Vegas skyline behind him.
“Yes.”
“That’s going to be your city. Our city. You want to conquer this town with me?”
I don’t even get what he’s saying, I only know that I want to cum. So I nod.
He smiles, quickly, and then kisses me roughly before resuming his thrusting. It only takes a few more swivels of the hip before I’m crying out in pleasure. I bite his lip and claw at his back, taking as much of him in as I can, crying out for more, more, more.
All of the adrenaline of the day, all of the terror, all of it…I let it out as I scream my orgasm to completion, letting my voice echo over the city streets far below, “YEEESSSSS!!!”
I’ve never felt so alive. And once again, as if this was all written in the stars, I have David to thank for it.
Chapter Thirty
David
After our session on the terrace, Lilly was exhausted. Given the day she’d had, I certainly couldn’t blame her. She could barely stand after the explosive orgasm she’d experienced, so I carried her—for the last time that day—inside, into bed. Even though the sun had barely gone down, she was immediately out like a light, leaving me to reflect on the day’s events.
I’m sitting on the edge of the bed, where I’ve tucked her in, watching her. Watching over her, if I’m honest. I’m wracked with guilt about what happened today. When I enlisted Jacques’s help in arranging Lilly a job in Las Vegas, I had purposefully chosen a restaurant located in a casino property that I didn’t own. Lilly would never have accepted a job working for a restaurant in Fortuna or Destino. I’m sure of it. It just wouldn’t have felt right, and it wouldn’t have been good on a professional level, given my feelings for her.
A legitimate opportunity through a respected establishment like Ruby Restaurant at Casino Diamond seemed like the perfect solution. They needed a chef. Lilly is a great one. And she’s got the education and experience to back it up, not to mention a stellar reference from Jacques. And, most importantly, she’s got passion. I think of her little “composition” book—how it fell out of her bag on that first night and how she asked to keep it. This was a woman who basically valued her recipes more than her mobile phone—a rare thing, indeed. At the time I thought she was being sarcastic when she said the book contained recipes. But now I know better.
I watch Lilly’s chest rise and fall as she slumbers, curled up on her side like a cat. Her lips are moving slightly in her sleep and I wonder to myself if she’s dreaming. And if so,