Chapter 136

Madison

The Manhattan skyline twinkled behind us, an audience of millions of lights witnessing our private show.

“Fuck, you feel amazing,” he growled against my neck, his teeth grazing my pulse point.

My legs tightened around his waist as he adjusted his grip on my ass, his fingers digging into my flesh hard enough to leave marks. “Mr. Knight,” I moaned, my head falling back as he hit that perfect spot inside me.

“You like that?” His voice was rough with desire. “You like getting fucked on my yacht where anyone could see you?”

The thought sent a thrill through me, though I knew we were far enough from shore that we were just silhouettes against the night. “Yes,” I admitted, my inner walls clenching around him.

“Yes, what?” He punctuated the question with a particularly deep thrust that made me cry out.

“Yes, Mr. Knight,” I gasped, my nails digging into his shoulders.

He smirked against my skin. “That’s my good girl.”

Witho