I licked the last drop of cum from my lower lip, slowly, in a way that got his cock jerking as he watched me. Eye to eye.

“Turn around?” I asked, feigning innocence, my voice a purr. “Why?”

Ryder’s jaw flexed. He didn’t answer right away. He just stared down at me, still half-undone, still painfully hard, and so clearly fighting the urge to bend me over the stone railing and take what I knew we both wanted.

I stood slowly, letting my body unfold in front of him, exaggerated ...