Over the past few weeks, the heat of summer has ingrained itself deep into the pores of the city, leaving sleep a scarce commodity. I awaken after a fitful few hours of rest. Instinct leads me to reach a hand across the bed, never sure, in that surreal space that bridges the gap between dreams and reality, whether you are actually there. Comforted by your presence, I allow myself to wake up fully and for a moment, watch the rise and fall of your chest as you sleep. You turn to face away from me, restless or perhaps buried deep in a dream.The wide-open window beckons, and I edge myself off the bed, taking care to leave you to your slumber. The city skyline is bathed in red which brings to mind the saying ‘red sky at night’. The electric air is filled with the promise of cooler days, and the faintest of breezes lands on my bare skin, heralding a break in the relentless heat. River gulls skirt along the edge of the Thames, seeking refuge before the incoming weather breaks. I’m startled by the feel of your arms wrapping around my waist.‘Morning, beautiful.’The caress of your words is accompanied by a kiss on the nape of my neck.‘Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.’I nestle back into you, feeling the warmth of your naked body against mine.‘It’s ok. I slept sikiş izle well.’ You pull me in close. ‘Besides, how can I complain when I get to wake up here with you.’We stand there for a moment in silence, content just to bask in each other’s company. In the far distance, lightning splices the sky. The hairs on my body rise as you resume your kisses, this time on the side of my neck. A barely audible moan escapes from my lips. My breath quickens as you move your hands upwards, cupping my breasts with care. You hold them for a moment, squeezing and releasing, before using your fingers to take hold of my nipples, rolling each one with tenderness until they are firm and erect. I circle my hips, taking care to push gently backwards, feeling your cock pressing onto me. I try to reach around to hold it, wanting to stroke you, but you stop my hand before I can get to you.‘Not yet, Amelie.’Your fingers continue their play, alternating between squeezing and tugging, then back to holding my breasts with your hands. I feel your teeth bite with care into the flesh of my neck, not deep enough to draw blood, but enough to drive me back into you, groaning in pleasure. Fuck, it feels good.You use your left hand to keep me held close, drawing my top half against brazzers your back. Your right hand drifts down my smooth abdomen and finds its way to my slit. Alternating between rubbing my clitoris and entering my bare pussy, you let me rock on your hand. Stopping just for a moment, you bring your fingers to my mouth and put two of them on my tongue.‘Taste yourself, Amelie. See how sweet you are.’I lick the juice from your fingers before you return them to my cunt.The breeze picks up, whipping summer-scorched leaves across the pavement below. The contrast of the cool air and the heat of your body heightens my skin’s sensations. Another crack of lightning stretches across the sky.I lean forward, gripping the edge of the window sill with both hands, whilst you take hold of my hips. I rub my ass against your cock, teasing you, wanting to tempt you into my hot wet pussy. A trickling sensation rolls down my leg, but by this point, I’m not sure if it’s precum or my own wetness. I know from experience that you could deny me, holding out until I begged you for mercy. Thank fuck that today is not that day.You slide your cock into my opening, easing it inch by inch at a pace that has me willing you on. I need to feel it, I want fake taxi porno to have your rigid member buried deep. More, baby, I silently plead. I try to wiggle back but you hold me steady, entering me at your leisure. A few more inches, painstakingly slow, and just when you are nearly fully enveloped by my hot begging cunt, you pull back out fast. Fuck, as much as I hate the way you keep me on the edge, I love every delicious excruciating moment. Again, you slide back in, this time even slower–how is that even possible?You refuse to let me take you whole, whipping back out and bringing the tip of your cock to my entrance.I’m distracted momentarily by the sight of a man jogging on the path that runs along the river, an unexpected early riser. He looks up at the window, his steps faltering on the pavement as he takes in the sight of me at the open window, three floors above. More lightning flashes across the sky, this time accompanied by thunder. Quickly resuming his pace, the man carries on past us.‘I bet he wishes it was him here instead of me.’ I drink in your soothing voice. ‘But you’re mine, Amelie, today nobody can have you but me.’As if to prove a point, you thrust in hard, this time taking it to the limit, finally letting me accommodate your full length. And again, another thrust, harder and deeper filling my cunt with your girth. Over and over, slowly and deliberately testing my pain barrier. Thankfully, my threshold is high and I push back onto you, meeting every thrust with pleasure.