Through the glass (Part 4)

Their lips met in a kiss that started gentle but quickly ignited into something more urgent.

Mia pressed herself against him, her hands sliding up his chest to tangle in his hair.

Alex's arms encircled her waist, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss.

His tongue traced the seam of her lips, seeking entrance which she eagerly granted.

The taste of wine mingled between them as their tongues met, explored, retreated, and advanced.

All the tension that had built between their windows now found physical expression.

One of Alex's hands slid lower, following the curve of her spine to settle at the small of her back.

Mia made a small, needy sound against his mouth as his fingers splayed possessively against her.

She could feel him hardening against her hip, the evidence of his desire making her own intensify.

When they finally broke apart, both were breathing heavily.

"That answers my question," Alex murmured, his voice rougher than before.

Mia smiled, running her thumb over his lower lip, slightly swollen from their kiss.

"I think you already knew the answer," she replied.

His hands still at her waist, Alex slowly walked backward, guiding her toward the window.

"I want to see you in the light," he explained. "Like before, but closer."

The request sent a thrill through her.

The exhibitionist impulse that had surprised her earlier hadn't diminished.

If anything, having him here to touch her while others might see from far away heightened her excitement.

Her back met the cool glass of the window, sending a shiver down her spine.

Alex's hands moved to the thin straps of her dress, his eyes questioning.

Mia nodded, lifting her chin in silent permission.

Slowly, he slid one strap down her shoulder, then the other.

The simple dress, held up now only by the pressure of their bodies together, waited to fall.

Alex stepped back slightly, just enough for the dress to slip down.

The fabric whispered against her skin as it pooled at her feet, leaving Mia naked before him.

She'd deliberately worn nothing underneath after her shower.

Alex's sharp intake of breath told her he appreciated this decision.

"You're even more beautiful up close," he said, his voice thick with desire.

His eyes traveled slowly over her body, taking in every detail.

Mia fought the urge to cover herself, instead standing proudly under his gaze.

"Your turn," she said, reaching for the hem of his t-shirt.

Alex raised his arms, allowing her to pull the shirt over his head.

The defined muscles of his chest and abdomen that she'd admired from afar were even more impressive up close.

She ran her hands over his skin, feeling the warmth and subtle shift of muscle beneath.

When her fingers reached the waistband of his jeans, Alex captured her wrists gently.

"Slowly," he murmured. "We have all night."

He guided her hands back up to his chest, then leaned in to kiss her again.

This kiss was deeper, hungrier, his hands now free to explore her naked body.

His palms skimmed her sides, thumbs brushing the undersides of her breasts.

Mia arched into his touch, wanting more.

Taking the hint, Alex cupped her breasts, his thumbs circling her nipples until they hardened into tight peaks.

Mia moaned softly, the sound swallowed by their kiss.

Her hands weren't idle, tracing the contours of his back, feeling the shift of muscle beneath warm skin.

Alex broke the kiss to trail his lips along her jaw, down the column of her throat.

"I've been thinking about tasting you since I first saw you at your window," he murmured against her skin.

His mouth continued its downward journey, placing open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone.

Mia's head fell back against the glass window, her breath coming faster as he moved lower.

When his lips closed around one sensitive nipple, she gasped, her hands clutching at his shoulders.

Her eyes fluttered open briefly, taking in the view from the window.

Across the gap, her own hotel room window was visible, dark now.

Other windows in surrounding buildings glowed with distant lights.

The thought that someone might see them, might be watching as Alex's mouth worked at her breast, sent a fresh surge of heat between her legs.

Alex switched to her other breast, his hand replacing his mouth on the first.

He rolled her wet nipple between his fingers while sucking firmly on the other.

The dual sensation had Mia squirming against the window, seeking friction where she needed it most.

As if reading her mind, Alex's free hand slid down her stomach, fingers combing through the neatly trimmed hair between her legs.

When he found her already slick and swollen, he groaned against her breast.

"So wet for me," he murmured, his fingers exploring her folds with gentle curiosity.

Mia's hips jerked as he circled her most sensitive spot, her nails digging into his shoulders.

"Please," she breathed, beyond caring about anything but his touch.

Alex kissed his way back up to her lips, capturing her mouth as his fingers continued their skilled work between her thighs.

One finger slipped inside her, then another, curling forward to find the spot that made her gasp against his mouth.

His thumb maintained steady pressure on her, building a tension that wound tighter with each stroke.

Mia was vaguely aware she was making soft, desperate sounds against his lips.

Her entire focus had narrowed to where his fingers worked within her and against her.

When he broke the kiss to watch her face, she was too far gone to feel self-conscious.

"I want to see you," he murmured, his fingers never ceasing their movement. "I want to see you come apart for me."

His words, combined with the perfect pressure of his fingers, pushed Mia over the edge.

Her body tensed, then shuddered as waves of pleasure crashed through her.

Alex held her steady against the window as she rode out her release, his movements gentling but not stopping completely.

When she finally opened her eyes, she found him watching her with an expression of wonder and hunger.

"That," he said softly, "was worth crossing the gap between buildings for."

Mia laughed breathlessly, her body still humming with aftershocks.

"We're just getting started," she replied, her hands moving to the button of his jeans