We got out of the car at a luxury apartment building. I couldn't believe this was really happening. I wanted to pinch myself again. I also still had the unreasonable urge to giggle. A doorman opened the door, nodding to Marcus. "Good evening, Mr. Sutton."

I tried to look nonchalant following him inside the building. No, I was not going up to the penthouse to have raunchy sex with my boss I've lusted after for years. I started giggling again and I quickly covered my mouth. Marcus gave me side eye, smirking as he pushed the elevator button, which of course made my giggling even worse. Thankfully the elevator door opened and we went in. He entered a key card and pushed the P button for Penthouse. I wondered what it looked like.

"Done with the giggles?"

I shrugged as I looked over at Marcus.

"Sorry about that. It just hit me as really funny."

Marcus narrowed his eyes.

"What did you think was funny?"

I licked my lips and noticed Marcus's eyes watching me with a heated look.

"The fact that we were at a company party, the fact that we left to have sex, and the fact that you're my boss." And my giggles started again. God I could just smack myself. I always giggled when I got nervous. "I think that sums it up."

Marcus stepped closer. "I'll take care of those giggles for you."

He leaned in and kissed me slowly, tenderly, while rubbing my cheek with his thumb. He could kiss like a devil and an angel when it suited him. I was in so much trouble. The elevator doors opened and Marcus pulled back. He smirked, holding out his hand. "Come on, let me show you the place."

I grabbed his hand and walked off the elevator straight into his apartment. Wow. It had a hell of a view. Every wall had floor to ceiling windows. The floor plan was open so you could see the skyline whether you were in the living room, dining room, kitchen or terrace. I didn't think I could live being on display all the time. Although, I imagine being on the top floor, above everything else, probably meant that not many people were able to look in the windows. I walked into the living room, straight to the windows. I looked down to the street below and then backed up a few feet. "Whoa!" That was scary as fuck.

"Are you scared of heights?" He put a hand on my hip and I grabbed him, holding on for dear life.

"I didn't think I was until I got too close to the window. Oh my God, that's terrifying. How can you stand it?"

He chuckled.

"The windows are thick and can withstand a lot. I'm not worried." He wrapped an arm around my other side and slowly pushed me towards the window. I pushed back against him more and more the closer we got to the window.

"Alexa, turn off the lights."

"A few things share that name. Which ones do you want?"

He chuckled. "That's right, I keep forgetting that I have to specifically say which lights. Alexa, turn off all the lights."

All the lights in the penthouse went off. The city was beautiful. I quit struggling and stared out the window. It was a forest of lights laid out below my feet. Now I could understand why people wanted the penthouse. You felt like a God looking down upon the plebeians. It was dark in the apartment except for the glow of lights from the city, which up this high, wasn't much. The moon wasn't very big and the only lights nearby were the tall blinking lights on the tops of the buildings. Damn.

"Do you ever sit in the dark and stare out at the lights?" Marcus wrapped his other arm around me.

"When I first moved up here that was all I did. Just sit in a chair close to the window looking out at the city. I couldn't get enough of it. Then I got used to it, except for when it snows. It's beautiful when it snows. The snowflakes swirl around the windows."

I could only imagine how beautiful that was. Marcus scooted me even closer to the window. I put my hands on it then quickly pulled them off.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to smear your window." I felt like such a jerk. Nobody wanted their windows touched, especially ones that had such a spectacular view.

"Don't worry about it. I've got a housekeeper that cleans. She actually gets upset with me if I don't have the place dirty for her." I looked over my shoulder with disbelief. "No, I'm serious. She'll be ecstatic that there's something for her to clean."

I turned back to the window. I didn't believe him for a second. Nobody liked having work made just for them to do.

I stood there, staring out the window, for I don't know how long. I looked at the other buildings, the lights on the poles, helicopters flying by, airplanes with lights blinking, clouds. It was a whole other world up here. It was beautiful. My focus went from the stunning view to Marcus's hands on the front of my leg. His other hand slowly unbuttoned my shirt while he kissed and licked my neck. To be honest, the view from the windows had actually made me forget why I was even here. The freezing cold of the window contrasted sharply with the heat of Marcus at my back, his hand on my thigh, his heated mouth on my neck. I leaned my head back, groaning. Then he started to grind his hips into my ass.

"You keep doing that and everybody outside will have an eyeful."

He chuckled but didn't stop. My shirt was pulled off then he wrapped his arms around me. He rubbed his hands up my abs, over my chest, played with my nipples while still kissing my neck and shoulder. I couldn't reach back to grab his ass. I was pushed against the glass unable to move.

"Shouldn't we go in the bedroom?" I was freaked out over being pressed against the window as well as the thought of being stark naked in front of everyone that dared look up. Again, he chuckled. He unbuttoned my pants and pulled the zipper down. I wasn't sure about this, but I sure as hell was hard. My dick sprung out of my briefs as he pulled my pants down. His housekeeper was going to have an interesting new smudge to clean off the window. I flushed with embarrassment that there was no hiding my dick from anyone outside.

Then Marcus stroked me and I didn't have a thought in my head. "Oh God. Fuck." I rested my head back on his shoulder while he played with one nipple, stroked me while still kissing and licking any skin within reach of his mouth. If he didn't stop I was going to cum right on the window.

He kissed up my neck and I tried to turn to kiss him, but he wouldn't let me. He kissed me while pushing me closer to the window until I was flat against it. I was so hard, thrilled at being on full display. I didn't know I had an exhibitionist streak in me.

Marcus

Finally having Ryan in my arms, naked and on display against the window, was exhilarating. I wanted to jack him off and paint the window with his cum. I wanted to kneel in front of him and give him a blowjob while he was still facing the city. I wanted to bend him over, hands on the window and fuck him from behind. I wanted to do so much but there was only so much time in one night. So I did what I had been fantasizing about doing for years.

"Keep your hands on the window and don't move." I left him against the window while I walked to the end table in the living room. I shed my shirt on the way. I grabbed lube and condoms and walked back to the window Ryan was splayed against. He had not stayed still. He had stepped back from the window, moving his arms down.

I shook my head.

"Get your hands back on the window." Ryan turned around, his dick bobbing as he stopped. I walked closer, staring at his pre-cum dropping on my wood floor. I smirked as I thought of the mess Mrs. Holcomb was going to have. I knew I'd never leave that for her to clean up, though. "Turn around and put your hands back on the window. I'm not done with you yet." Ryan's eyes grew wide before he turned around, putting his hands back on the window.

I moved his hands up higher and pushed his body closer to the window. He looked beautiful, softly lit from the few outside lights. I unzipped my pants, letting them drop. I saw Ryan shiver. I pulled my briefs down, my dick springing out and smacking Ryan's ass. I ripped open the condom, rolling it on my dick. I squirted lube in my hand, rubbed it on my fingers and put one hand on Ryan's hip, pulling him back towards me.

"Keep your hands on the window." I ran a finger up and down his cleft, teasing him, going near his hole but then bypassing it. He was yearning for it, raising his ass. I chuckled. He was absolutely perfect. Finally I slid a finger in, moving it in circles, thrusting it in and out. He moaned, his forehead against the window. I thought it would have taken him longer to forget he was in front of the window, eighty eight floors above ground.

I worked in another finger, spreading them, circling, getting him ready for my cock. He was so tight. I wasn't going to last long. I rubbed lube on my dick and positioned myself with my tip at his entrance. "Push your ass out." Ryan tipped his ass up high. I wished I had a photo of him like this. He was stunning. I'd get it enlarged and hang it over my bed.

Slowly, I pushed in. God, he was so tight. I squeezed his hips, holding myself back from slamming in. I kept slowly pushing in until I was balls deep. It was more amazing than I thought it would be. I leaned over and kissed his back, rubbing his hips as he adjusted to me. He was muttering and moaning, rolling his head. I leaned back, pulled out and pushed in again. Soon there was the steady slapping sound as I fucked his ass, our panting breaths and moans, Ryan's fingers scratching at the window, and my grunts as I fucked him harder and faster.

"Oh oh oh! I'm gonna cum!" I dug my fingers in his hips and I thrust into him. I was almost there.

"Oh God, fuck Ryan!" I came hard and long. I fell against his back, trying to hold myself up, but the strength of my orgasm knocked me off my feet. Ryan rode out the last of his orgasm, smacking his head against the window. I was too weak to even smirk. Lights were twinkling in the corners of my vision. I knew it would be good with him but I hadn't known it would be this good. I kissed his back, still leaning on him but trying to stand on my own. He was leaning against the window, his face smashed, moaning. We were both completely wiped. I knew I would clean up tomorrow but I was still tempted to leave those marks on the glass- his handprints, dick print, the spray of Ryan's cum- as a souvenir to remember this by.

I stood up and slowly pulled out, holding onto the condom. I tied it up, throwing it in the trash. Turning back, I saw Ryan slide down the window and crash on the floor, rolling onto his back. He was so beautiful lying in the light from the window. One debauched and freshly fucked omega.

I grabbed my phone out of my pants and snapped a picture. I think I'd make that my new wallpaper. It was a beautiful picture of Ryan lying on the floor against the window that was smeared with handprints, his face, his dick, and a Jack Pollock splatter of his cum. I set my phone on the counter and walked back to Ryan. It was time to move this into the bedroom.

"You look so beautiful lying there. I don't want to move you, but you'd be more comfortable in my bed." Ryan moaned and raised an arm up. I smiled with smug pride that I had fucked him till he couldn't stand. I pulled him up, steadying him with an arm around his waist. We fit together perfectly.

I walked him down the long hallway to the other end of the penthouse where my bedroom was. I had floor to ceiling windows in here as well. Some nights I slept without the curtains closed. Tonight, in the privacy of my bedroom, I didn't want to share Ryan with anyone. I pushed the button to close the curtains.