2. Voyeur

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Ryan and I spend the next few days getting used to the city and getting reacquainted with each other. After that first night, we've had trouble keeping our hands off each other whenever we're given the opportunity. Not that I mind even a bit.

When we lived in rural Indiana, we fell into a boring routine where everything between us felt more like an obligation than a want. Here in New York, life is vibrant and electrified with heat and possibilities. I come home from my first day at the new job, feeling almost dead on my feet.

I'm suffering from information overload and my brain is still reeling with information. I almost go straight to bed, but wine sounds way better. In the kitchen, I pour myself a drink and out of habit, my eyes flick to the window.

Ryan and I have watched, but we haven't seen the couple reappear since that first night. I savor the red wine and sigh softly. Our front door opens and Ryan comes in, looking twice as exhausted as I am.

Construction work does that. He looks me over and I see hunger flare in his eyes. I know he likes seeing me dressed up for office work, and I've played the sexy secretary for him more than once.

And maybe a few times he's played my hunky guy in a hard hat. The heels, the thigh highs, and pencil skirt combination, plus my dark hair pulled up from my neck, is definitely catching his interest. My style has kicked up a notch since moving to the city, and I can tell he appreciates it.

He looks across his bottom lip and closes the space between us. I feel it too, like we're magnets. The closer he gets, the more tension is between us.

By the time his hands ghost over my hips, I know we're going to fuck. Hi Ryan. I greet as his fingers tug at my silk blouse, trying to free it from my skirt.

He kisses across my throat, his tongue brushing my pulse point. Hi baby, how was work? Overwhelming, I answer simply.

Sounds like you need to be pampered. His voice goes husky as he starts working on my buttons, popping them quickly to reveal my lacy bra. I'd be happy to help with that.

Should we have dinner first? I murmur. Let's order takeout later.

Lips falling to my shoulder now. Right now, the only thing I'm craving is you. As if we weren't all over each other last night and the night before.

But when he looks across the hole of my neck, I can't deny him. He's learned each of my weaknesses and clearly knows how to use them against me now. Not in the kitchen, I murmur, setting my now empty wine glass down.

Turning in his arms, I kiss him hungrily, our tongues brushing and stroking. Ryan's hands grip my ass hard, rocking me against his hips as my arms wrap around his neck. He kisses me like his life depends on it, until I feel addicted to his mouth and the rest of the world disappears.

I spread my legs and jump, wrapping around him in full. Ryan carries me to the couch and sets me down, looking me over as my skirt rides up. I lick my bottom lip and snap the garter belt just to tease him.

Then my eyes flick over his shoulder and I gasp, They're back! I point at them, knowing that the darkness of our apartment keeps us from being seen. He looks over as well and grins.

We watch the couple as they strip quickly. She finishes first and gets on her knees, grabbing his belt and jerking it off of him. His pants fall down to his ankles and her lips wrap around his cock.

My mouth waters in response. As Ryan continues to watch her blow her boyfriend, I loosen his jeans and pull them down. His cock is already hard and ready.

I lick from the base to tip and hear him hiss. Our eyes meet and I suck him deeper, my fingernails digging into his thighs as I lick and suck his cock. Ryan pants and groans, his fingers in my hair guiding me before he shakes his head.

I pop off his cock and leave my head to the side. He flicks the lights on this time, then picks me up, carrying me to the window. I put my hands on the glass and watch as he gets on his knees below me.

He licks my lips as he unzips my skirt and drags it down. My legs. My underwear follow, leaving me in the garter belt and thigh highs.

I toss my bra to the side and rock my hips forward. He kisses across my hips, then his head dips down to lick across my slit. My eyes flick up to the other couple.

He has her on her back, her legs held up straight as he fucks her. Her lips part in ecstasy as she takes his cock over and over. He smacks her thigh and his head falls back.

Ryan licks deeper. Between his tongue and the view of the other couple, I am in heaven. Ryan teases my clit with his tongue as he slides two fingers inside me.

I groan and knot my fingers in his hair. It feels so good. I pant and grind into his face as he licks and sucks and fingers my pussy.

Ryan, more, please, more. Ryan licks up my body in a slow, torturous way that sets my nerves on fire and makes me crave him more than anything else in the world. When he reaches my mouth, I kiss him hungrily, tasting myself on his lips.

Imagine them watching us. Imagine them getting off to how sexy you look when you cum. I gasp and tug at his clothes.

I love when he talks dirty to me. He knows just what to say. Since he caught me watching the other couple, Ryan has been more open about his wants, too.

We've been trying more things in and out of bed and starting to push. How you want to be displayed. I whimper and lick my bottom lip.

It's still a big change for me to open up completely about my wants. But I swallow hard and answer, I want to ride you, Ryan. He groans and lays me on the floor.

I straddle him and look over to the other building. The woman's eyes meet mine, or they seem to anyway, as I lower myself onto Ryan, feeling him stretch my pussy as he fills me. I gasp and brace myself on his thighs.

The woman points in our direction and I grin at Ryan. I think we've caught some attention. I ride him hard and he thrusts into me each time I come down.

The other couple fuck-doggy style, both watching us. I don't think I've seen him fuck her so hard or fast or seen her face so turned on. They're clearly as into this as we are.

I love it. I love it almost as much as I love feeling Ryan so deep inside my tight, wet pussy. He groans and cups my breast, sitting up to lick and suck my nipples.

I pant, not one hand in his hair. Ryan groans and lays back all the way, plants his feet, and fucks me as hard as I fuck him. It's insane.

My legs are shaking. Watch her while you come, baby. Let her see how fucking gorgeous you are when you come.

I do. My eyes lift as soon as the other woman and I lock eyes, I come. My head falls back, my vision goes foggy, and I recognize the moans tearing out of me.

Ryan follows, filling me with his cum as I continue to ride him. I see the other couple finish as well. They pant and collapse on their bed and Ryan sits up and holds me against him, petting my hair and kissing my forehead.

He looks at the other apartment too. He raises his hand and waves, making me gasp. Ryan, no! They shouldn't know we were watching.

And it's one thing for both of us to watch each other, but we don't have to wave or become friendly. Let's just. ..

I shake my head at him, but he chuckles. The couple waves back and then I see them say something and she disappears. I shake my head.

See, we freak them out. Nah. Ryan seems so sure.

He kisses across my neck and nips me softly. They're just as kinky as we are, baby. Don't worry.

When the woman returns, she holds up a sign. It has 10 digits on it. The smile she wears proves Ryan right.

He arches an eyebrow at me. And I feel his cock stirring again already. He nips my bottom lip.

Maybe we should take them up on that offer.