I pick her up, her arms going around my neck, and I carry her upstairs to my bedroom. My room is so big I have chaises on both sides of the room. The open shades display the wall-to-wall windows and the view of the water. “I told you,” I say, putting her on one of the chaises, “that I want you spread out.” She shocks me when she leans back and opens her legs almost doing the splits with her arms going behind her head.

“Like this?” she asks. When I look down at her, my mouth falls on her, and I bring her to the edge over and over again. Her hands claw the chaise, and finally, I know she can’t go on anymore.

“You want to come?” I ask her, my fingers moving in her slowly, and she looks at me, almost in a daze. “How badly?”

“Markos, please,” she pleads and lifts her ass to get my fingers in her faster. Taking my finger out of her, I slide my pinky in her and then when I come out, I slide two fingers in her pussy and my pinky in her ass. Her eyes open just a bit wider when she feels me. My thumb continues circling her clit in small little circles.

“Yes,” she whispers. My fingers play her over and over, and I know she’s going to come. I look down at her, seeing sweat over her. “I’m …”

“You’re going to come?” I ask her, bending and sucking in her clit and then nipping it. “Come for me,” I tell her, and she does. She comes over and over again. One leads into another, and when she is finished, I get up and walk over to the side table to grab a condom. I open my robe and slip the condom on, letting the robe fall to the floor around my feet. She hasn’t moved from her position; her eyes are glazed over, and she licks her lips.