Sliding Into Second by Ella Jade

spectacular.” She glanced down and took in the lights, crowds, and traffic that surrounded Manhattan.
    “Not as spectacular as the one I’m looking at right now.” He wrapped his arms around her waist as he kissed her neck. “Can I get you something to drink?”
    “I’m good.” Their eyes connected in the reflection of the glass.
    “You’re better than good.” He slid his hand over her hip and down her thigh. “I’ve missed touching you.”
    His voice vibrated in her ear, throwing her whole body into the awareness that was only him. Her nipples ached for his attention, but the throbbing between her legs dominated any other sensation. She’d never needed to be satisfied as much as she did right now.
    “I want to touch all of you.” He slipped his hand under her dress, circling her inner thigh with his fingers. “You’re just as soft as I remember.” As he kissed behind her ear, he inched his fingers higher, pushing them under the elastic of her lace thong. “Do you still want this?”
    “Yes.” She shifted her feet, spreading her legs for him. “Touch me.”
    She arched her back when he brushed his fingers over her mound. As he busied himself inside her heat, he undid the first few buttons on the front of her dress, exposing her black lace bra.
    “Nic.” Her stomach muscles tightened when he concentrated on her sensitive spot.
    “You’re so wet.” He caressed her stomach on his way to her breasts. “So ready for me.”
    When he added another finger inside her slick sex, she bucked forward, pressing her hand into the window, trying to steady herself.
    “Lose yourself in this, in us.” Placing his hand over hers, he kept a steady rhythm inside her, increasing the speed and pressure. “You’re close.” He slowed down as she teetered on the brink of orgasm. “You remember my touch, don’t you?”
    “Always,” she moaned as she moved her hips in time with him. Each time she crested, he stopped what he was doing just before she could release. The push and pull he created was maddening, but at the same time intriguing. He was drawing out her pleasure. That was new.
    He interlocked their fingers. When he stepped closer to her, pinning her to the cool glass, his arousal pressed into her backside. “Feel what you’re doing to me.”
    “I need to...” she mumbled as she quivered. Her legs shook as her heart rate increased. She heard that swooshing sound between her ears and just when she thought she could take no more, he released her hand and gathered her hair in his hand, tugging her head back as he brought her closer to bliss. She found she liked this odd sensation of the slight pain mixed with such intense pleasure.
    “Come for me.” His voice was rough and deep. “Fucking come.”
    “Oh.” No one had ever spoken to her like that before. She clawed at the glass as she gave into her desire. Letting go was so natural with him. She screamed out his name as she slumped forward and came harder than she ever had.
    “That’s my girl.” Her hair still in his hand, he guided her up and turned her to face him. Smoothing out her locks, he tenderly kissed her lips. When she looked up, she found him smiling at her, soft and caring. Different from the man who had just commanded her to do what he had never asked her to do before.
    As he trailed his hand down her neck, he moved lower to undo the last couple of buttons of her little dress. She was mesmerized by his capable touch, staring as he parted the dress and stripped her of it.
    “Take those heels off,” he directed.
    “When did you become so demanding?” she asked, but did as he requested.
    “Are you complaining?”
    “Just so we’re clear, I’m not one of those little star-struck groupies who stand outside the stadium waiting for you after the game.”
    “Hmm...” His gazed traveled over her body, making her wet with need. “I’m not looking for a groupie.” With one swift move, he unclasped the front of her bra, freeing her