159 — “Does it feel good to be fcked outside?”

Julian’s words make me gasp, or maybe it’s the contrast between the heat of his body on my back and the cold of the railing against my belly.

But soon, he pushes my hair away, and his lips meet the nape of my neck in a wet, indecent kiss, with his tongue flicking across my skin, making me breathe deeply again.

He pulls my robe away with a swift, eager movement, showing off my bare shoulder, and quickly puts an equally seductive kiss there. I tilt my head to the side, and my gesture invites his mouth to my neck.

Julian’s tongue slides across my skin, bringing me pleasurable goosebumps. He licks with his whole tongue, slowly, as if savoring my taste... then, his teeth nibble pleasurably, a light nibble that soon turns into a hickey that will surely leave its mark.

Moving his hips forward and pressing the exposed erection behind me, he focuses on my shoulders again, trailing slow, wet kisses, sliding the robe down my arms until it exposes my breast