"It's just, I'm constantly on the cusp of tryin' to kiss you." -Arctic Monkeys

Light of my life.

He called me the light of his life and it's so hard not to fall in love with him right at this moment. He preaches about guarding his heart and being unable to love yet he utters such sweet words as if they will not affect me.

His hands are still holding my face and I can't help it. His lips are right there and I need them on me right me now.

I wrap my hands around his neck and press my lips to his. He's shocked at first but he quickly grips my hips and hoists me onto the railing.

"You're the most confusing man I've ever met," I whisper between kisses.

"You've been confusing me since we were children, little wolf," he replies. He pulls off my robe, leaving me in my underwear.

"Fuckin' perfection," he rasps. With no warning, his mouth attacks my neck leaving behind little bruises that make me throb to my core.

"Someone's going to see us," I speak the words with no conviction.

"They can go fuck off it's our goddamn house."

I try to care about the people and what they will say if they saw us but sense leaves my mind as his mouth feasts on my neck. My arousal builds with every lick and cruel bite he leaves behind. Zane's personality is cold and cruel and even the way he makes love is punishing, but it's so damn hot.

"How do you want it, Alessandra? Deep and slow or fast and rough?" he breathes the words onto my mouth even though he knows the answer.

"Fast and rough," I rasp.

His hand goes to the crown of my head where he grasps a fistful of my hair. A sharp tug has me looking right into his eyes which hold so much promise that I feel a zing all the way down to my clit.

He captures my mouth in a brutalizing kiss with no preamble. It is simply desire and I wonder if I will ever have enough of this man because the craving is so intense that it nearly breaks me.

He tugs off my panties and coats his fingers in my wetness. I feel his index and middle finger stretch me as he begins at a slow pace. His tongue remains in my mouth and follows the same rhythm as his fingers.

I feel his tongue increase its movements as his fingers pump in and out of me faster. A moan escapes my lips as desperation overtakes me.

"You want my cock, don't you baby?"

"Yes," I tell him. My mind has completely blocked out everything that does not involve finding my release.

He steps back and reaches behind his neck to pull off his shirt. His pants go next and then he pulls out his cock. I watch as his hand grips his length and pumps it slowly. It's a hypnotizing view and I want him inside of me so badly it hurts.

"Are you going to stand there or are you going to do something about this?" I spread my legs and show him my most intimate part. Using my middle and index finger, I part my lips to display my engorged clit. I flick it slightly, using the rail behind me as leverage so I can pull my hips up more. Both of my fingers descend lower and I push them into me slowly as Zane watches with fire in his eyes. A low moan leaves me as I continue to pump my fingers into my vagina.

It's a bold move but I'm confident in myself and I know what I want. I can tell Zane likes it too because his eyes turn dark and he doesn't waste another second. His lips are on mine and then he's thrusting into me with so much force that I let out a scream against his mouth.

He fucks me against the railing and I know there's a bruise on my ass from the pressure. One of his hands stays behind me for support and the other comes to the front. He rips the front of my bra and slings it behind him as if its presence offends him.

By this point, he's naked and I'm in my untied silk robe. His hands travel to my ass and he grasps both cheeks in each hand. He picks me up from the railing and continues the rhythm of his thrusts.

I wrap my legs around his waist and meet each of his thrusts with one of my own. He slows down until I'm the only one moving. I stare at him in confusion as my hips continue to move.

"Come on now sweetheart, use my dick like the slut you are and make yourself come."

His words always get me hotter to the point where I can feel my wetness leaking down my thigh. It's harder to ride him in this position because there's no surface to support me. He's standing with me wrapped around him.

I use my muscles to bring me to the tip of his cock before sinking back down again. I moan as I feel him fill me up. I'm so close to the edge and I just need a little bit more. I continue my movements and Zane supports me with his hands with each rise and fall of my hips.

My rhythm becomes faster as I feel my release approaching. I'm desperate for my orgasm but it's not happening.

"Zane," I whimper. It's a plea and I can already feel my frustration getting worse.

"What do you need Alessandra?"

"You."

That's all it takes. He holds my ass in his hands and pulls me off his dick for a moment. He uses the head to rub against my clit. I moan at the pleasure and I know if he continues, I'll come. He rubs against me once, twice, and then buries himself inside of me.

"Yes!" I moan.

There's no space between us. Every single inch of his long dick is inside me and it hits the perfect spot. My orgasm shakes me to the core. It's the longest one I've ever had and I feel tears prick my eyes with how great it feels.

"You feel so good Alessandra," Zane whispers. He pulls out of me and sinks back in. My orgasm left me sensitive and every time he sinks back into me I let out a cry.

My nipples are pressed up against his chest and I've fallen limp in his arms. I can't bring myself to move my hips even though I want to because exhaustion from my orgasm has overtaken me. So, I pepper kisses on Zane's neck as he continues to fuck me brutally.

The sound of his balls slapping against my skin is so loud that I become paranoid of someone coming to investigate.

His grasp on my ass tightens and I'm sure there will be marks tomorrow to remember this moment by.

"You're gonna come again aren't you Alessandra?"

My only response is a low moan.

"Fuck, I can feel your pussy gripping my cock so tightly," he rasps.

His thrusts become more pronounced and my moans start to get louder.

"Why can't I ever get enough of you?" Zane rasps.

I let out a final scream as I feel another orgasm ripple through me.

"Fuck!" Zane shouts.

He releases inside of me with one last stroke. With that, I become a puddle in his arms, unable to hold myself up. He pulls out of me gently before lowering us both to the floor. We're a sweaty, sticky mess but it's perfect.

The starry night sky greets us as we both look up. Our heartbeats are hammering, there are mosquitos on the deck, and I'm pretty sure someone saw us having sex, but in this moment, I feel more content than I ever have.