Yes

“Well done little Eliza.”

Mark stands and crosses the rooftop to you. He gently caresses your nipples, still rock hard with arousal from your use today.

“It seems like you’re very turned on. Are you sure you haven’t cum?”

“Yes sir, look,” you spin around and show him your back, “but no one has touched my pussy.”

“Someone’s been quite a slut today. I was wondering what took you so long.”

“And I promise I haven’t cum.”

“I believe you’ve been a good girl. And good girls get rewarded.”

Mark’s hand slides down your stomach and between your folds. The first flick of his finger against your clit is heaven. He gently rubs you with small, up-and-down motions. You moan, louder than you’ve ever moaned before as he brings you closer to climax. The pleasure building in you is the sweetest it’s ever been. You know you’ve earned this. You had to fuck your way through the apartment building to get your release and it feels incredible building inside you.

Mark spins you around and bends you over one of the chairs littering your rooftop. You hear him unzip behind you and you know exactly what’s coming.

He leans down and whispers in your ear, “I’ve been so hard thinking about your trip up here. And I’m so ready to fuck you, even if you have been a little whore.”

You moan so loud you’re practically screaming. He enters you and groans. “Fuck Eliza, you’re so wet.”

His cock slides into you easily. He wastes no time building up to fucking you. Instead he slams his cock into you, using you like a toy and enjoying every stroke.

It doesn’t take long before you scream as an orgasm crashes through you. Your long awaited climax is everything you could have wanted. Your legs turn to jelly and you fall forward onto your arms. Mark is relentless, and soon a second climax tears through you.

He groans and pushes forward, slamming deep inside you. The head of his cock twitches against your cervix as he paints your insides with his cum. Mark collapses on top of you, holding his softening cock inside your dripping pussy for a moment before collecting himself and standing up. He slaps one of your ass cheeks playfully.

“Thank you Mark” Draped over the chair like a well-fucked rag doll you’re still panting from your orgasms.

“Of course. You earned an orgasm by getting up here.” he pauses and you bask in the afterglow of your climax and the late afternoon sun. “But you didn’t earn two.”

You freeze.