I lead Madison off the elevator and into my penthouse. She’s spent most of the evening alternating between relaxing and looking shocked as she takes in the experience. And admittedly, some of the conversation has been eye-opening for me too. Both about her past and about my family. Things I’ve never thought, much less said, seem to click together into a perfectly obvious picture with her.

But now, it’s me who’s a little unsure. I’m not trying to impress her with my money per se, but I am trying to show her that there’s more to life than what she’s had.

And this space . . . I rarely bring people up here. This penthouse is my inner sanctum, and even my own family members are rarely up here.

“Wow,” Madison says when I flip on the lights, looking around the large open-concept room. “Looks like a mansion in itself.”

I chuckle, shrugging off my suit jacket and looking over at Madison. From the first moment I saw her this evening, I’ve had a hard time keeping my eyes off her. The dress may not be her typical style, but she wears it well and looks absolutely stunning. Her breasts press together and up, the line of cleavage tempting me to lick her, to see if her skin is as satiny as the dress fabric. “It does give me a good place to crash,” I say carelessly.

“Crash?” Madison asks, looking at the television on my wall. “I’ve seen movie theaters with smaller screens than this.”

She goes around the main space of the penthouse, oohing and ahhing over things.

“What’s this?” she asks as she toes a box near my exercise corner. “Looks like something you’d trip over.”

“Attachment for my workouts,” I explain. “It just sort of works like a big rubber band. Come on, let me show you the best view.”

I lead Madison over to my western wall, which goes straight up for two stories in nothing but glass. “Above us is the floor where I have my bedroom and bath, but . . . Alexa, blinds.”

I don’t actually have blinds in my windows, but instead, there’s an electronically controlled layer in the window that can act like sunshades, going from totally clear to opaque at my command.

The windows clear, and Madison gasps as she sees Bane before her. “You can see most of the city from here!”

“Well, the western half,” I agree, looking out. In the middle of my view is, of course, the Danger Building, spearing the heavens. But the rest of the city spreads out around it on all sides.

“It’s gorgeous,” Madison whispers, her breath catching as the moon comes out from behind some clouds and illuminates the city even more. “I never thought this city could be so beautiful.”

“Amazing, isn’t it?” I ask, my eyes on Madison.

Madison looks at me, a blush pinkening her cheeks as she realizes I’m talking about her, not the cityscape.

“What else would you like to see?” My voice is husky, need deepening it.

“You said your bedroom is upstairs?” she asks, and I nod.

I reach out, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her tight against my body. Madison arches her back as my lips find the silky curve of her neck, and I suck, nibbling and tasting her skin as she reaches back, running a hand through my hair and holding me in place against her. I reach up, finding the zipper on her dress and tugging it down, letting it fall to the floor. “I’m going to make you scream my name as you come.”

“Fuck, yes,” Madison gasps as her softly tanned skin is exposed to the soft moonlight and my exploring hands. Her dress had a built-in bra, so there’s nothing to remove as I cup the soft weight of her tits, rolling her nipples between my fingers as I nibble on her ear. Pressing her against the glass, I let her feel the hard length of my cock against her ass.

“You’re a naughty girl. A T-back? It’s like you were hoping to get fucked tonight.”

“I am,” Madison groans, planting her hands on the glass and pressing her ass against me. “I’ve been thinking of this moment for days.”

“Me too,” I growl, stepping back. “Which is why I need that sassy, smart mouth wrapped around my cock, tasting me like you wanted to last time.”

Madison obeys, turning and dropping to her knees in the puddled satin of her dress as I undo my pants and take out my cock. She licks her lips as I come into view and looks up at me.

I growl, reaching down and grabbing a handful of her beautiful hair, its softness spilling over my fist. “Now open up and get me wet while you rub that sweet little pussy for me.”

Before Madison can reply, I slide my cock deep into her mouth before holding it there, letting her have a moment to adjust before pumping in and out slowly. She swallows eagerly, slurping and sucking as her eyes flutter closed, her breasts shaking with each stroke.

“That’s it,” I moan, watching her take me. “You look so fucking sexy with my dick in your mouth.”

Madison hums around my cock, the sensation shooting to my balls, and I fuck her mouth faster, watching as she slips a hand inside her panties to rub her pussy in time with my thrusts. It’s sexy as fuck, and I look down at her, trembling with need. “Are you wet, Madison? Is your pussy dripping with your cream for me? Tell me . . . no, show me.”

“Mmm-hmm,” Madison groans desperately, slipping her fingers out to show me her glistening juices along her fingers. I bend down, sucking her fingers into my mouth, coating my tongue with her taste.

I let her fingers go with a pop, “Back they go. Rub that pussy. But don’t come, not yet. Edge yourself while you suck me.”

Her fingers disappear into her panties again, her pace speeding up as she gets closer to her orgasm. I keep going, watching her red lips rise and fall on my cock while her tongue does amazing things inside her mouth, setting my nerves on fire until I can’t take any more. I pull Madison to her feet, pushing her against the window to look out on the city.

“Scott, I—” she says, but before she can finish, I tug her thong to the side and bury my cock balls-deep in her pussy from behind. My hips smack into her ass, making her cry out as I bottom out on the first stroke. “Fuck!” Her curse is more breath than sound.

“Fuck, Maddie. I love the way it feels deep inside your pussy.”

She moans, her body pressed against the glass so that her tits are squished flat while I hammer into her. The glass is clear, but I don’t care. I just want to feel her come around my cock, and the idea that someone might actually see me fucking this amazing vixen fills me with even more energy. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna—”

“Not yet,” I order, smacking her ass hard. I speed up, using my grip on her hips as leverage. My cock throbs as she squeezes me, making each retreat feel like her pussy is trying to hold me hostage, choking me into staying deep inside her.

Madison moans, pushing back against my window to meet my thrusts, fucking herself on my cock. She’s close. I can feel the quivers of her pussy walls as she rides the edge, waiting for me. “I . . . fuck, Scott. I can’t . . .”

“That’s a good girl,” I growl, grinding my cock deep inside her. “Wait. With me, Madison. Come now.”

I don’t hold back. There’s no need as I give her everything I have. My cock is on fire, my entire body vibrating. With a powerful roar, I pull back and thrust one more time, coming hard inside her tight pussy, filling her with rope after rope of my seed. Dimly, I can hear her wail, clamping tight around my cock as she orgasms too, and the tightness triggers another gush from my cock.

My legs are trembling, and I lean against her, letting the cold glass and the moonlight hold up our sweaty, glistening bodies. I run my fingers up and down her curves, tracing the lines of her waist, grabbing a handful of her hip.

I pull out slowly, turning her around to kiss her deeply. “Let’s go upstairs and maybe get some sleep.”

“I think I need a rest before round two,” Madison admits with a shy smile and sleepy eyes. “Just a quick recharge.”

I pull her tight, grinning at how she can turn from sex goddess getting fucked against the window to bashful sex kitten in a wink. And I realize once again that I like this sometimes mouthy, often fascinating creature. She keeps me on my toes with her unpredictability, and that’s not something I usually experience.

I lead her upstairs to my bed and then scoop her up, laying her down on my black silk sheets before climbing in beside her. She looks good in my space, in my bed where no woman has ever been before. It feels big, like maybe she waltzed right in through a crack in my heart I didn’t even know existed. We can still see out the window, and if I sit up, I can even see the little smear we left from our bodies pressed up against it a few minutes ago. She lays her head on my chest, and it feels good having her warm body against me. “Will you stay?” I feel vulnerable even asking, and I hate the hint of begging in my voice.

Madison lifts up, looking at me. “For how long? Round two or ‘till morning?”

I chuckle. “Maybe forever?” The words are light, but fuck if I don’t mean them.

“Scott . . .” Madison’s eyes flash fire as her eyebrows pinch together a bit. “Don’t say things you don’t mean.”

She doesn’t believe me. Of course, she doesn’t. Hell, I don’t believe me even if it is what I want in this moment. And that’s scary as fuck. I don’t do shit like this, only casual things that serve me for work, for reputation, for some strategic reason. Madison doesn’t give a fuck about my work or any of that. She just likes me for some odd reason, and somehow, that feels like the biggest risk of all. But I don’t know if she’s the one gambling on me . . . or if I’m gambling on her. Maybe both?

“Just stay . . . and we’ll see what happens.” I press a kiss to her collarbone to sweeten the deal, and a smile curls the corner of her mouth.

Madison swings a leg over my hips and straddles me, her pussy pressing against my rapidly recovering cock. “Deal.”