The staircase was to their left, but to Sabrina’s surprise there was an iron gate blocking the entry.
“Oh, no, it’s locked.” She was disappointed. It would have been romantic to look out over the city and the Bay from up there. She turned away. “That’s a shame.”
***
Daniel saw her disappointed look and pulled her back. There would be no disappointments tonight. “How do you feel about trespassing?”
“Trespassing? You wouldn’t!”
“Why not?” He felt like a rascal as he grinned sheepishly.
“We could get arrested!”
“As long as they lock us up in the same cell, I don’t care. Come, take off your shoes, and I’ll lift you over the gate.”
Daniel wouldn’t take no for an answer. He bent down and slipped one shoe off her foot, then made her lift the other leg to free her from her other shoe. Since he was already down at her feet he thought nothing of using the opportunity to run his tongue from her ankle to her knee.
She panted heavily, and he gave her a suggestive look. He loved making her all nervous and shaky. “So, do you want me to help you over the gate, or do you want me to kiss every inch of your body right here in full view of every passerby?” He gave her a look that would tell her that he had every intention of carrying out his threat.
“Over the gate,” she exclaimed quickly.
Within seconds, he’d helped her over the four-foot high gate and handed the shoes back to her before lifting himself over it.
The fifty-or-so steps led to a small platform surrounded by wooden balustrades on three sides and a retaining wall at the back. There was also a park bench to sit.
Daniel certainly enjoyed the view toward Alcatraz, the Bay Bridge and the lights across the Bay, but what he enjoyed even more was Holly’s body standing in front of him, braced against the railing. His hands snaked around her waist and pulled her into him.
Her contours fit perfectly to his chest. “How many other people do you think might trespass here tonight?”
“I don’t think anybody is as crazy as you.”
“Good. That means we have privacy up here.” He knew she was aware what he needed privacy for, because a second later his hand went to her breast and captured it. With his mouth, he took hold of the strap of her dress and pulled it over her shoulder. The fabric that had covered her breast dropped, and his hand stroked her naked skin.
While he teased her nipple with his fingers and turned it hard, his other hand reached under her skirt.
“Why don’t you lose those panties?” His voice was hoarse, and he pressed his growing erection against her. Daniel knew what they were doing was crazy, but she didn’t stop him. Being out in the open with her, touching her the way he did made him hornier than a sixteen year old high school kid having discovered Playboy magazine.
As soon as Holly stepped out of her panties, he grabbed them and put them into his jeans pocket. “You’ll get those back at the hotel.” Maybe. But most likely not. Like an Indian warrior kept a scalp, he’d keep her panties.
“We shouldn’t be doing this here.” Her protest was weak at best, and he ignored it.
He still stood behind her. “No screaming this time, as much as I love to hear it,” he cautioned her. God, how he’d enjoyed the scream she’d released when he’d first brought her to climax the night before. Raw and untamed. Full of life, full of passion.
Daniel dropped down to his knees behind her and lifted her dress to admire the cutest ass he’d ever had the pleasure to touch. His hands stroked gently over her soft skin. Within seconds, he felt goose bumps and a soft sigh escaping her lips.
He brushed his lips against her skin and licked his tongue over her cheeks, squeezing them gently with his hands.
“Oh, Daniel.”
“Yes, baby?”
“You’re insane.”
One hand went between her thighs heading for her warm core. His fingers slid along the familiar folds of her moist flesh before they found her inviting entrance. Too impatient to wait, he plunged one finger into her.
“Not doing this would be insane,” Daniel corrected her.
She gasped at the force of his penetration. He continued to lavish her ass with kisses all the while continuing to move his finger back and forth, in and out of her slick flesh. Then he added a second finger, intensifying the sensation and continued sliding in and out of her.
His erection strained against his pants, the zipper painfully biting into his hard length. She’d gotten him hornier tonight than he’d been in a long time, and he couldn’t wait to be inside of her. The scent of her arousal, the feel of her sweet ass on his lips and tongue, her moans, they had set him off. Too many sensations for one man to endure.