my knees quake from the pleasure. “Oh,” I moan, my breathing erratic and breathless. “Do you sing pretty when you come, Addie?” he asks in a dark whisper. I think I nod, but I can’t be sure because within seconds, my head is kicking back as my release builds to a fierce point. “Let me hear it,” he coaxes. His fingers slide out, and when they plunge back in, a third finger joins. My eyes roll and I plummet over the edge. I cry out, the sound breaking from the pitch as deep-seated pleasure consumes me from the inside out. Shamelessly, I grind against his hand, riding out the endless waves. “Such a pretty bird,” he murmurs, satisfaction tightening his voice. Breathless, but somehow even hungrier, I lift up on my toes and crush my mouth to his. He hums his approval, spearing my lips apart with his tongue. Then, his hand drifts up and breaks the kiss with a digit drifting across my bottom lip, spreading my arousal. “You've left a mess on my hand, Addie. It’d be rude not to clean it up.” I hold eye contact while my tongue darts out, the tip sliding across his finger. He smiles wickedly, prompting me to open my mouth wider. Just as his finger goes to slide in, an icy feeling washes over me. It feels like the waves I was drifting in have turned angry and are ramming my body into the unforgiving rock. My mouth stalls and my eyes dart over his shoulder. It’s dark in here, save for the moonlight and bright sky, but it feels like ’'m in a room filled with stadium lights. A movement straight ahead turns my heart upside down and sends it crashing to the pit of my stomach. He’s out there. I can’t see him, or even make out his silhouette. But I know he 1s. I can feel him. Noticing the change, Arch pulls away, breathing heavily and looking at me like he can’t decide if he wants to ask if I’m okay or just keep going anyway. “What’s wrong?” he asks, grabbing my biceps in an attempt to grab my attention. “Nothing,” I rush out, bringing him closer. “Let’s go upstairs to my room instead.” I’m no longer feeling cocky enough to fuck a man in front of a crazy person. The high from my release has completely dissipated my confidence. But I’m too stubborn to stop. I want Arch. I just don’t want any voyeurs while I take him.