Chapter 13 Sep 20, 2025 Our bodies aligned, breath was meeting breath. The hunger in his eyes matched mine, a steady flame rather than a spark. We stayed at the small rooftop table, paper lanterns swaying in the wind while two tall patio heaters kept pockets of warmth against cold. I had dressed with intent: a wrap dress under a tailored coat, no tights; lingerie tied with one simple knot-easy enough to undo if the night asked for it. "Alex," I whispered, my voice trembling with desire, "I want to make you feel good." His lips curled into a wicked grin, and his hands tightened around my waist. "You always do, Ruby," he murmured, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down my spine. Porcelain rattled softly as I slipped from his lap; his hand found the back of my neck, then gentled, reverent and sure. The heaters purred; the city fell away; what happened next belonged to us and the hush. My hands trembled as I reached for his belt, my fingers fumbling with the buckle until it finally gave way. I pulled his pants down just enough to free his cock, which sprang forward, thick and heavy, already hard. I wrapped my fingers around the base, feeling the heat and the weight of him, and took a deep breath before leaning forward to slide my lips over the tip. The taste of him was intoxicating, salty and slightly sweet, and I moaned softly as I took him deeper into my mouth. My tongue flicked against the underside of his shaft, savoring the way he throbbed against my tongue. His hands tangled in my hair, gently guiding my movements as I bobbed my head up and down, taking him deeper with each pass. I could feel him growing harder, the veins in his cock pulsing with every stroke of my lips. "Damn, Ruby," Alex groaned, his voice strained with pleasure. "You're so fucking good at this." I looked up at him through my lashes, my lips stretched around his cock, and saw the way his chest rose and fell with each ragged breath. His eyes were dark with desire, and I felt a surge of pride knowing that I was the one who had brought him to this state. I increased the pace, hollowing my cheeks as I sucked him with all the skill and enthusiasm I could muster. My free hand slid between my legs, rubbing my clit through the damp fabric of my panties as I pleasured him. I obeyed eagerly, slipping my fingers beneath the waistband of my panties and finding my swollen, dripping folds. I moaned around his cock as I slid two fingers inside myself, curling them to hit that sweet spot that never failed to make me come undone. The combination of his hot, thick cock filling my mouth and my fingers fucking myself was almost too much to bear, and I felt my orgasm building, coiling tight in my belly. "That's it, baby," Alex growled, his hips thrusting forward, pushing his cock deeper into my throat. "Take it all." I gagged slightly as he hit the back of my throat, but I didn't stop, my lips and tongue working him with relentless fervor. My fingers moved faster inside me, curling and thrusting, driving me closer to the edge. The sounds of my wetness mingled with the obscene slurping noises as I sucked him, creating a symphony of lust that echoed in the stillness of the evening. "I'm gonna cum, Ruby," Alex warned, his voice tight with urgency. I redoubled my efforts, taking him as deep as I could, my nose pressed against his pelvis. He groaned loudly, his body stiffening as he came, thick ropes of cum shooting down my throat. I swallowed every drop, savoring the salty, musky taste of him as he pulsed in my mouth. My own orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave, my body trembling uncontrollably as I came around my fingers, my moans muffled by his cock still buried in my mouth. Alex pulled out slowly, his cock slick with my saliva, and I gasped for air, my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath. I hadn't imagined Alex would allow any of this on the Whitmore terrace-not the risk, not the boldness. When I met his eyes, something in him had shifted-less polished, finally unafraid to claim the moment. He looked down at me, his eyes blazing with lust, and pulled me to my feet. With one practiced tug, the belt of my wrap dress slid free; fabric sighed against my skin. He cleared a careful space on the table, moving cups and pastries aside with urgency that still remembered grace, then lifted me onto the wood, his mouth finding mine, his hands decisive. "I need to be inside you," he growled, his voice rough with need. I nodded eagerly, my body still quivering with the aftershocks of my orgasm. My legs were wrapping around his waist, and I felt the head of his cock pressing against my entrance. He thrust into me in one smooth motion, filling me completely, and I cried out, the sensation overwhelming. "God, you're so tight," Alex groaned, his hips slamming into mine with brutal force. "You feel so good." I clung to him, my nails digging into his shoulders as he fucked me with a relentless pace. The sound of our bodies slapping together echoed in the night, mingling with our moans and gasps. His dick hit that spot inside me with every thrust, sending waves of pleasure crashing through me. I was lost in a haze of lust, my mind consumed by the feel of him, the taste of him, the smell of him. I obeyed willingly, my body tightening around him as another orgasm ripped through me. My muscles clamped down on him, milking him as I cried out his name, my voice breaking with pleasure. He fucked me through it, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he chased his own release. With a low groan, he came inside me, filling me with his hot, sticky cum, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm. Time folded, then opened again. We laughed into each other's shoulders, clumsy with satisfaction and the thrill. He wrapped my coat around me himself and retied the belt of my dress with hands that still shook, then kissed my forehead like a benediction. "No one can ever know," he said at last, too calm to be casual. "I'll make sure the camera footage is wiped." I nodded, not really hearing the worry braided through his voice, still floating on the warmth in my bones. "I love you," I whispered, my voice soft and filled with emotion. "I love you too, Ruby," he replied, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of my head. "Always."