Confessions of a Litigation God

It was just that f**king good.

And, there’s no way I’m letting her out of this room anytime soon.

“It’s funny,” I tell her after I take another sip of water and resume staring at the ceiling. “I have you pegged as a banker. Stella the Banker. I think that sounds right. ”

“You’re so wrong. ” She giggles.

“But you’re not going to tell me what you do for a living?” I ask as I turn on my side to face her. She moves her gaze from the ceiling to me, and her eyes are warm and filled with good nature.

“Nope. I’ll just be Stella the Banker, to you. ”

“Stella, the unbelievably hot banker,” I amend as I reach a hand out and circle a fingertip around one nipple.

“You make one hot banker yourself,” she says with a soft pant.

Leaning over, I let my tongue move along the same path, lightly circling the hard nub, scraping my teeth over it. I pull it into my mouth and suck gently, causing her hands to come up and wrap around my head, holding me tight in place. Flexing my jaw, I pull her nipple in deep with a bit of a harder suck and she bucks softly against me. I let it go and intend on hitting the other one hard, but I make the mistake of looking in her eyes.

They are full of wanton desire, and so focused on me that my c**k starts growing.

Impossible, I think to myself, because given how hard I just orgasmed a bit ago, I was almost positive I’d be out of action for another half hour at least.

But it’s true. Just from one sinful look and I’m ready to get going for round two.

“Balcony,” is all I say, pushing myself up off the bed. She sits up and I grab her hand, pulling her along behind me. She doesn’t hesitate and follows right behind me as I push the doors open. A light breeze filters in but it’s still muggy outside, which is typical for July. We’re on the twentieth floor, but we can still hear the rumble of engines and the honking of horns below us on Madison Avenue. The quiet darkness of Central Park stretches out beyond.

I walk up to the edge of the balcony, which is made of stone and concrete, sitting about three and a half feet high. I pull Stella in front of me, stepping in close behind her and I rub my semi against her ass cheeks until I start to get harder. Pushing my whole body into her, I try to make her step right up against the concrete wall but I notice she braces her hands on the edge, refusing to get closer.

“I’m afraid of heights,” she whispers, and I immediately feel like such a douche.

Stepping back, I grab her elbow and try to pull her away. “Come on… let’s go back inside. ”

“No,” she says, turning her back on me and facing the wall. “I’ll keep my eyes closed. ”

Yup… dick now supremely hard, because I know how hot it can be to get f**ked while your eyes are closed. Having nothing but the sensation of sound and touch to rely on. Her idea has merit, so I step back up to her and push her up against the wall. I assume her eyes are closed but her body is still tense, so I bring one arm around her shoulders, laying a palm over one breast. I squeeze it, plump it, and test the weight in my hand. I rub a thumbnail over her nipple, eliciting a soft sigh from her.

Good, she’s relaxing.

While still massaging her breast, I bring my other hand around to work her clit. Straight shot… right to her center. Her head slams back on my shoulder, while my fingertips circle and rub against her. Every third or fourth stroke, I plunge a finger in and work her cl*t with my thumb. She’s so f**king responsive that it doesn’t take much to get her body ready for me, and I can feel her start to tremble all over.

I pinch at her nipple and push two fingers inside, the slickness of her desire making entrance easy. She groans, pumping her h*ps back and forth, and I let her ride my hand for a bit. Slowly, I push my chest forward, causing her to start bending over, never decreasing the pace of my fingering.

“Keep your eyes closed,” I remind her, removing my hand from her breast and bringing it down to her hip.

When her chest reaches the stone wall, I push her all the way down until her br**sts mash against the cool concrete and her ass is tipped upward at me.

Nice.

My fingers are in deep and my thumb is working her hard. All that’s left to do is line up and push my way in. But I wait… wait until I see her trembling become a little fiercer and she sucks in a large gulp of air. Her body tenses hard, and I know her orgasm is starting.

That’s when I quickly remove my fingers, bracing my hands on her hips, and slam forward. She takes me all the way in and f**k… I can feel her spasming all around me as she comes with an almost pained cry.

Not going to last long at all, so I start hitting it hard. I wanted to go slow out here, relish the scenery, listen to the sounds of the city. But I can’t. I’m chasing another orgasm… seeking one greater than the last, because I know this woman is the one that can give it to me. I just know it will be better than before.

My blood pulses hard within my veins, sweat breaks out on my forehead, and all the muscles in my lower back tense. Pressure bubbles and roils deep in my groin, and I slam into her harder and harder. I listen to her carefully though, as I don’t want to hurt her. She moans sweetly and once she says, “God yes. ”

God? No.

Matt Fucking Connover? Yes.

I thrust in one more time, my ass cheeks squeezing so hard I’m afraid I might get a Charlie horse, and then I unload inside of her as I shout out to the New York skyline, “Fuck yes!”

***

I take the last swig of beer and drop the bottle on the floor beside my recliner. It clanks against the other one laying there on the carpet. I’ve been in this damn chair all day, having crashed here when I came home this morning at dawn.

I have never f**ked so hard and for so long in my life, but it’s like we could not get enough of each other. I was like the f**king Energizer Bunny and just couldn’t stop. Even the last time… before we left… I was bound and determined to go down on her and ring one more orgasm out of that sweet body. She tried to push me off, told me she couldn’t, and I growled back at her that she could.

Then I showed her that she could.

It took thirty minutes but f**k… she came hard. Even though I didn’t have another orgasm left inside of me, getting her off one more time left me a satisfied man.