No more shackles.

There was a chance that someone would see them, even up there on the 30th floor, but neither of them cared. Already stripped down to their birthday suits, Will was pushing Cynthia against the floor-to-ceiling windows and thrusting into her smoldering pussy from behind. Cynthia’s large breasts were pressing against the window, and the two looked down at the world from on high as they continued drowning themselves in pleasure well into the afternoon.

“Yes…! Yes…! Fuck! Hmm! Faster, Will!”

He increased his pace. The sounds of his hips slapping her plump, bubble ass were as loud as her moans. His body felt hot. He and Cynthia were both covered in a thin layer of sweat, but it only made his lover look even sexier.

Cynthia came again and Will let himself go along with her. They’d lost count after her 7th time, and that was before they had lunch.

Will pulled out, Cynthia turned around and kissed him sloppily, her eyes slowly regaining focus. She went down on her knees and took his cock inside her mouth, drinking the cocktail of their juices with loud gulps.

Will moved Cynthia’s blonde, loose hair out of her face and gently cupped her cheek. “Are you sure you don’t need a rest?”

Cynthia smirked and gave his dick a hard lick from the base to the tip and back to the base. “I’m not sore yet.”

She bobbed her head back and forth, taking his dick all the way down her throat with ease thanks to Will’s power. It felt tight, and Cynthia still made soft gagging sounds, but she swallowed the entire length of his cock until he came again, this time directly down her throat.

Cynthia drank it all, then pulled away with a grinning gasp. “I wonder how much you’ve come already.” She licked her lips and rubbed her belly. “I must’ve drank about a liter of it by now.”

Was it an exaggeration or not? He was practically able to come at will by now, given some nice stimulation, and the amount of semen didn’t go down in the slightest. Maybe Cynthia HAD drank a liter of his cum by that point. That said, given the way she was still licking his cock, she wasn’t growing sick of it.

“We still need to drink some water, you know?” Will said, holding out a hand to help Cynthia up. She took it and wrapped an arm around his waist as they walked to the kitchen.

The two downed their glasses of water in seconds. Cynthia set her glass down on the counter and made a little jump as she hugged Will, laughing cheerfully.

“God, I haven’t felt so good, so free in years!” She kissed his face all over, and Will returned whatever kisses landed on his lips. “I feel like I’m 20 years old again.”

Will smirked, wrapped his arms tightly around Cynthia’s waist and lifted her, spinning her around three times before he set her down again. Cynthia was laughing like he’d never seen before, full of joy and free of cares.

She held Will’s hand, interlocked their fingers and led him out of the kitchen. Will followed happily, but was nonetheless shocked when Cynthia opened the sliding door to the private terrace.

Chest-high walls surrounded it, but there was no roof. The sun and the chilly air touched their naked bodies directly. They stepped on the artificial grass rug that covered most of the floor and Cynthia pulled Will into a loving hug, pressing her breasts on his chest and cupping his cheeks.

“Sorry. It must be weird to see me acting like this, right?” she said, giggling.

“It is weird,” he admitted, smiling and rubbing his nose with hers. “But I’m so glad to see you so happy.”

“I feel like I’ve lost all my shackles. Will, don’t say you have nothing to offer me, because I’ve never felt this way in my life. I owe it to you.”

Will swallowed, but smiled. “Glad to be of help.”

Cynthia slid her tongue between his lips, pulling Will into a deep, dizzying makeout session in the middle of her terrace.

“Fuck me more, dear,” she whispered. “Touch me and let me touch you even more. I need to make up for lost time. Let me prove to you that these past two weeks of silence were the stupidest mistake of my life.”

Delightful, familiar and dangerous chills ran down William’s entire body. He kissed Cynthia again, the two slowly going down until she was laying back on the grass rug with Will on top of her.

“I really can’t help it,” he said. “I love you, Cynthia.”

Cynthia smiled. Her eyes glittered, but she blinked those tears away. She held Will’s dick and led the tip to her pussy, rubbing it up and down her labia. “Come, dear. Use whatever magic powers you have. Do whatever you need to do to believe me when I say that I love you, too.”

Will swallowed.

‘Ishtar?’

‘She’s yours, Will. Completely, utterly yours.’

Will entered her with a fast, hard thrust that reached her cervix in a single motion.

“Aah! Mmm, yes, dear! Like that! Fuck me more! Love me more!”

He devoured her with a new surge of passion and desire. As he pushed into her, he groped her tits and sucked on her nipples hard enough to leave a mark. She seemed eager to return his feeling, as her pussy kept clamping down on his cock, making it stretch her every time he pulled back.

Cynthia locked her legs behind his back as she came, body quivering from head to toes. She had such a gorgeous orgasming face that made Will want to pleasure her forever.

He let her ride that climax until she opened her eyes. She looked at him with overflowing desire and propped herself up with her arms. “Let me ride you now, dear.”

They swapped places, and Cynthia was soon bringing down her hips down on Will’s cock with ****, hands on his chest. Will, of course, had to thrust up to meet her.

“Fuck me! Fuck me! Oooh, god, you’re gonna break my cervix!” she moaned with excitement and shaky, tired laughter.

They came together yet again. Cynthia fell on top of Will as he let out spurt after spurt inside her. Her warm, spasming body against his made Will feel… safe.

They stayed like that for a little longer, sharing kisses, caresses and a beautiful silence.

“I love you, William,” Cynthia told him. “Let me stay with you.”

Will nodded. “I… want you to meet the others. Would you mind?”

“Anything for you.” She pecked his lips with a grin. “And besides, there is only one of your other lovers I don’t know. I’ve spoken to that girl, Nanami, before.”

Will hugged her close. “I’m sorry I can’t be yours alone.”

“Shut it. It’s fine. Remember what I said when we met? You’re the kind of man who can get what he wants. I love that about you.” She nibbled his lip. “Be greedy, dear. You can be so much more than you are now. You can be whatever you want to be. I’m sure of that. And I want to be there beside you.”

That wasn’t the end of their fucking session. Poor Cynthia did end up sore that night, and she absolutely loved it.