Egomaniac

I didn’t have anything sexy to wear, so I did the best I could. Putting off making my client calls, I first did a quick fix on my mussed hair and makeup. Luckily, I was wearing a cute black lace bra and matching G-string, so I slipped off my skirt and chose to wait for Drew wearing just his dress shirt, which I unbuttoned a bit to expose the lace of my bra. Satisfied with how I looked, I went to the living room to call up my calendar on my laptop and start canceling my patients for the afternoon.

I was looking out the window, in the middle of my last call, when I heard the front door unlock. The calm I’d allowed to seep in as I worked to reschedule my patients was suddenly chased away by a swarm of butterflies in my belly.

Tess McArdle was in the middle of a story about her recent doctor’s appointment—totally unrelated to our counseling—and I thought it best not to turn around and look at Drew. I was already having a hard time keeping up with my end of the conversation now that the lock had clanked open on the front door.

I couldn’t take my eyes off of Drew’s reflection in the window. He set his keys down on the counter, emptied his pockets, slipped something I suspected might be a condom out of his wallet, and walked up behind me. His eyes never left the glass the entire time.

I did my best at getting Mrs. McArdle off the phone, but she wasn’t taking the hint. Drew was close enough that I could feel the heat from his body at my back, but he didn’t touch me. Instead, he began to undress.

First the shirt. His chest was so sculpted and beautiful. I could see all the tiny lines chiseled into his abdomen. If he looked this good in the window reflection, I couldn’t even imagine how insanely gorgeous he was going to be when I looked directly at him.

Next came the shoes and socks and then…the pants. My eyes were glued to his fingers as they quickly worked the button and zipper and his slacks fell to the floor. He stepped out and kicked them to the side. I held my breath when his fingers went to the waistband of his boxer briefs and let out an audible gasp when he promptly pulled them down his legs.

“Emerie? Are you there? Are you alright?”

Shit. Shit. I hadn’t heard a word Mrs. McArdle had said for the last minute, and she’d heard me gasp.

“Yes. I’m sorry, Mrs. McArdle,” I said, completely flustered. “A…a…giant spider just crawled onto my desk and startled me.”

Drew smirked at me in the reflection. He was enjoying himself. Maybe a little too much. Taking his cock in his hand, he began to stroke himself as he stared at me.

“Mrs. McArdle, I’m sorry, I really need to run. Someone is going to be coming in any moment.”

Drew leaned in and kissed my neck, whispering in the ear not pressed to the phone. “Oh, someone’s about to come in alright.” He slipped his hand under the back of the shirt and palmed my ass. “I’m going to fuck you up against this window.”

I clenched my thighs, but it didn’t do a damn thing to stop the swelling between my legs. When his hand at my ass slipped between my thighs and rubbed my wetness from my lips up to my ass, my legs started to tremble. Was he planning on putting that enormous thing in there? I’d never done that before, and I wasn’t so sure about starting with that giant thing.

He continued to massage me, spreading my wetness all over. By the time I finally got Mrs. McArdle off the phone, I was more lubricated than when I took care of myself and actually used lubricant.

I let my cell drop to the floor, not caring if it cracked in the process, and leaned back against Drew as he slipped two fingers inside of me.

“So wet and ready.” His voice was so low and gravelly; I was seriously getting off on him speaking. His words. The tone. The way he wasn’t asking, but telling me what he was going to do. “I love your body.”

I loved the way he made me feel.

“Can…can…people see in?” I was barely coherent, but when I forced my eyes open I could see people on the street. Granted, they were far away. But still.

His fingers continued to glide in and out of me. “Does it matter? If there was a chance someone would see, would you tell me to stop right now?”

I answered honestly. “No.” I wouldn’t tell him to stop if we had a full audience watching, waiting to hold up signs and rate our performance. I was too far gone for that.

“Good.” His fingers momentarily pulled out of me, and before I understood what was going on, Drew was ripping open my shirt. Well, technically, they were his shirt buttons pinging off the glass.

“Do you have something against buttons?”

“I have something against you wearing clothes.”

Somehow he managed to remove his shirt and my bra and panties in record time, and then my warm body was up against the cold glass of the windows.

“Maybe they can see you down there.” He slid a hand between my breast and the glass and pinched one of my nipples. “Maybe there’s a man in one of those buildings over there.” He jerked his chin to the buildings diagonally across from us, lining the other side of the park. “He’s watching us with binoculars and stroking his cock, pretending he’s in front of you while I’m behind you.”

“Oh, God.” The window was so cold, and my body was on fire.

Drew sucked along my shoulder, working his way up my neck, eventually reaching my ear. “Spread for me, Em.”

I would have jumped out the window if he’d instructed me to at that point. I widened my stance, opening my legs, and Drew wrapped one arm around my waist, hitching my ass up toward him and forcing my back to arch while my breasts stayed pressed against the glass. Then he grabbed his cock, sheathed it, and dipped down to gently guide himself into me.

He pushed in and out a few times, each thrust going deeper until he was fully inside. I’d never been with a man who was so thick, and each stroke coaxed my body to wrap around him like a glove.

“Fuck. You feel so good. Your tight little pussy is squeezing me so hard. You want me to fill you up, don’t you? Your body wants to suck the cum from my cock.”

Jesus, I loved his dirty mouth. I moaned and pushed back against him, taking him even deeper. “Yes. Drew. Please.”

The apartment was quiet except for the noise of our wet bodies slapping against each other. It seemed to echo all around us. The exquisite sound must have made him as frenzied as it made me, because Drew began to thrust harder and deeper. Each grunt he made as he slammed into me sent my body closer to the edge. My eyes had been closed as I lost myself in the pleasure of my body, but when I opened them, they locked with Drew’s in the reflection, and that pushed me over. I came long and hard, never breaking eye contact as I moaned through it.

“Fuck. You’re beautiful,” Drew muttered as he gave one last deep thrust, and then I felt a pulsating sensation inside of me as he spurted hot cum and told me over and over how beautiful I was.

He slowed to a languid pace after that, eventually pulling out of me so he could deal with the condom. When he returned, I was still stuck in place at the window, and he surprised me by scooping me up into his arms.

“What are you doing?”

“Taking you to bed.”

I lolled my head against his shoulder. “I am exhausted.”

Drew smirked. “I’m not talking about going to sleep. I’m talking about fucking you properly next time.”

“Properly?” I croaked out.

“Yeah. I need about ten minutes. But I can’t wait to take my time and watch your face as you come undone in my bed.”

“Ten minutes?” I might have needed a few hours myself.

Drew chuckled and kissed my forehead. “We’ll take a bath after round two. How does that sound?”

Heavenly. “You’re going to withhold that bathtub if I’m too exhausted for round two?”

“Don’t worry. I’ll do all the work. You can just lie back, enjoy my tongue, and dream about that bath.”

“And to think, I said no to all of this yesterday.”

“That’ll be the last time you say no to me.”

“Is that so?”

“You bet your damn ass. Now that I know how good we are together, you can say no, but I won’t be taking it for an answer.”

“I left a mark.” Drew cupped a handful of warm water and let it dribble down in big drops onto my protruding nipple. I was nestled between his legs as we soaked in the bathtub together.

“Where?”

“Here.” He pointed to a red mark I hadn’t noticed on my breast.

“That’s okay. Probably no one will see it.”

He stiffened. “Probably?”

“I mean it will be covered by my bra, so even if I undress for someone, like in a fitting room or at the doctor, they probably won’t see it anyway.”

“So you’re not planning on fucking someone else before it wears off?”

I tilted my head to look up at him. “Is this more than a one-time thing?”

Drew searched my eyes. “It is.”

“Okay, then. No one else will be seeing my marked skin, so we don’t have to worry about it.”

His jaw relaxed. “Good. Because that’s not the only mark I left.”

“What? Where else?”

“Here.” He touched a spot on my collarbone. “Here.” He pointed to a spot just below my ear. “And I’m pretty sure you’re gonna find a few more on the inside of your thighs.”

I laughed. “Those I definitely didn’t mind. But you can’t leave hickeys on my neck where patients can see them. Most of them are going through a hard time in their relationships, and they shouldn’t have to stare at proof that I’m out having a good time at night.”

“Got it. I’ll limit my marking to your tits, thighs, pussy, and ass.”

“You have a dirty mouth, you know that?”

He pinched my nipple. “You didn’t seem to mind it when I was inside of you.”

“Yeah, well…” I had nothing to say since he was right. I also felt my cheeks heating.

Drew chuckled. “You’ve ridden my face, and my saying tits and pussy still makes you blush.”

“Shut up.” I splashed water up at him.

Drew flicked on the jets, and I relaxed into his arms, enjoying the water massage. The whirling sound was white noise and had a calming effect on me. Although, I’d had something on my mind the last hour, and I couldn’t shake it.

After a while, the jets powered down, and I got up my nerve. “Can I ask you something?”

“Your ass is pressed up against my balls. I’m guessing it’s not a question I’m going to want to answer if you waited until now to ask it.”

Such a wiseass. I asked anyway. “What happened in your marriage that you wound up divorced?”

He sighed. “You’re already getting pruney. Sure you want to hear it? You might look ninety by the time I’m done unloading all the shit that went down with Alexa.”

Alexa. I hated her already, just from her name. “Give me the short version.”

“Met her my last year in college. Got pregnant after three months of sleeping together.”

He has a child? “Wow. So you got married?”

“Yeah. Wasn’t the smartest decision, in retrospect. But she seemed sweet and was going to have my baby. She’d also lived a very different lifestyle than I had growing up with money, so I wanted to provide for her and my child.”

“That’s very noble of you.”

“I think you’re confusing noble with naïve.”

“Not at all. I think it’s incredible that you wanted to make sure they had a good life.”

“Yeah, well…long story short, she wasn’t the sweet person she pretended to be in the beginning. But I kept trying for a long time.”

“What finally pushed you to end it?”

Drew was quiet for a long moment. When he spoke again, his voice cracked. “It ended the night she got into an accident with my son in the car.”