"I like your little bed," Vincent says as he places a kiss on my collarbone, sucking on the skin and then lifting his head to create a pop when the suction releases. I laugh and push him away.
He's playful, something I haven't seen much of, and I relish the moment together. "Yeah, why is that?"
"Because I have to practically lay on top of you and there's nowhere for you to escape."
I laugh again and try to push him away, but he doesn't budge.
"Your view is better, though."
Vincent's head falls to my neck and I tingle with the kiss against my skin. "Baby, that's because I have the best view in the city."
His thick cock nestles between my legs and he bucks his hips, rubbing his length between my folds. "V," I warn him. He's getting dangerously close without paying. We've been naked for over twenty minutes and all he's done is tease me.
"Not yet. I said I got to taste you for a starter."
"That was twenty minutes ago. Dinnertime is over."