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burning. I couldn ’t wait any longer. My center ached for him. My legs quivered from his touch and we were both still fully dressed. Rafael began to remedy that problem.
    He pulled away from me and worked his hands back down around my waist. As the skirt of my dress was slowly hiked up my thighs, I felt the night wind blow against my bare skin. He raised my dress up enough to expose my ass completely, a tiny thong the only thing left in his way.
    “ Why do you even bother wearing panties?” he asked me.
    “ I don’t know. It does seem a little stupid. But they’re not completely useless.”
    “ Do enlighten me. What exactly do they do?”
    “ You wouldn’t want me dripping down my thigh, would you?”
    “ I think I would, Alice. A drop of the fluid leaking out of you… Like a trail of honey toward the sweetest thing…”
    “ You do have a way with words.”
    I smirked as he massaged the flesh of my ass in his palms. He gripped and squeezed my cheeks, slapping me lightly after getting a handful. I smiled from the feeling of his hand upon me, my eyes closed as I enjoyed the sensation.
    He placed his fingers into the sides of my panties and slowly peeled them down my thighs. Another gust of wind blew against me. Th e fluid seeping from my opening sent a cold rush through my body and covered me in goose bumps. I shuddered from the pleasure as Rafael pulled my panties the rest of the way down my legs toward my ankles.
    I leaned against the railing of the balcony as I lo oked down into the city. My dress was halfway up my body. My ass was completely exposed to him. I couldn’t see him but I could feel him standing just behind me. I spread my legs to give him a better look.
    “ Do you like what you see?”
    “ I think you know the answer to that,” he sighed.
    He trailed his fingers along my lower back then moved them slowly through the line in my ass. I felt his hand fall between my legs. Then something unexpected happened as I felt his finger press against my anus.
    “Oh,” I gasped. “You’ve got the wrong hole.”’
    “ Do I?”
    “ Yes , you do.”
    “ Hmm… But what if…”
    I turned my head around and looked at him. There was a devilish smirk on his face. I couldn ’t help but smile at him as I felt his finger dancing around my asshole.
    “ It has been six months,” he said with the same mischievous smile on his face.
    “ It has. But you never once mentioned that’s what you wanted.”
    “ So, is this where you’re going to draw the line?”
    “ That depends. Is that what you really want?”
    The smirk on his face hadn ’t gone away. I looked into his eyes and couldn’t help but laugh. I shook my head and turned away from him, turning my view back to the city.
    “ In due time,” he said. “But for now…”
    His hand moved away and up toward the entrance he was more familiar with. I would let h im have it if he wanted it. But he wouldn’t give it to me if I felt uncomfortable in any way. We were always trying to please one another. The constant giving in our relationship wasn’t troublesome but it did create some moments when eventually one of us would have to concede to the other’s wishes.
    Any thought of what Rafael might truly want quickly left my head as he worked his fingers against my entrance. He massaged the inside of my thighs then trailed his finger back through my folds. I could hear the s ound of the wetness slapping against my skin. It was more than enough indication to let him know that I was ready.
    He pulled his hand away from me. I listened to the sound of his belt being undone and his zipper lowering. I pressed my palms on the balcony and spread my legs even farther. I swallowed in anxious anticipation. My heart was beating fast and my breath was increasing. He placed one of his hands upon my hips and I nearly jumped out of my heels. The excitement was shooting through my body. I couldn’t wait any longer.
    He positioned himself at my entrance. His tip pressed