His words sent me into another universe of pleasure and pride that we’d waited for each other, even after all that time.

Our fates had always been sealed.

I wrapped an arm around his neck, kissing and nipping his ear before tugging with my teeth. He heaved a noisy breath when I scraped along the sensitive flesh, and he hooked a hand in my panties, tearing them from my body. I heard the zipper of his pants come down, and he sank into me.

He held my thighs tightly, his fingers digging into the supple flesh as he rocked into me. His jaw clenched tight, and my moans echoed off the walls around us. “How many people do you think are watching you get fucked?”

“When did you become such an exhibitionist?”

“I like showing off my art.”

“What?”

“I want the whole world to know that I own the most perfect work of art ever created. They can watch you get fucked by my cock and know to stay the fuck away.”

He angled into me, hitting a new and delicious spot somewhere deep inside, every thrust hard and fast and erotic. Reckless, lustful abandon echoed off the four walls surrounding us.

“I feel you everywhere. When you’re not with me, I feel you. I need you. I fucking need you so much,” he whispered between pants.

I moaned and tipped my head back. His tongue traveled the line of my throat before nipping at the flesh. He sucked at the base of my throat as he powered into my body, and an orgasm overtook my senses, traveling from my head to my toes. Fire burned through my system, and I shuddered and moaned his name, my breath heaving in my chest.

Elis slowed his assault as I came down from my release but kept pushing into me in a slow and gentle rhythm that prolonged the delicious sensations rolling through my body.

I panted and clutched at the straining muscles of his biceps as his tongue trailed down my chest. He pulled away for an instant, angling his hips into mine to hold me against the window, and lifted my dress over my head, tossing it to the floor. He unhooked my bra with a flick of his fingers, and it hit the ground at his feet.

I bowed as his lips attached to my nipple and sucked fiercely, elongating the pebbled peak. He slowly built up a steadier rhythm with his thrusts as he sucked, nipped, and teased with his tongue.

“These nipples would look so good pierced, Princess. Perfect for weights. I want to watch you crawl for me, baby. I think you’d like that, Devlynn. Remember when you came for me while twisting your nipples?”