Blindfolded on the ledge with her rival
Blindfold silk cut off the city lights. Fingers shoved between her thighs without mercy, spreading her open against the balcony’s crumbling ledge.
Daphne’s hands locked onto Griffin’s shoulders. One wrong shift and the drop waited below. Concrete dust bit her bare calves. Wind slapped cold across skin already burning.
Griffin’s palm slapped the inside of her leg. “Hold tighter. Or fall.”
Daphne’s grip slipped on sweat-slick fabric. Her breath hitched, short and sharp. The ledge edge pressed a hard line under her. Griffin’s knee forced her legs wider. No warning. Just sudden pressure and the dizzy drop waiting if she let go.
“We tore each other apart in this same office,” he said against her jaw, every word a stroke. “Two years. And you still spread for the one man trying to bury your half of this project.”
His mouth hovered at her ear. “You still get wet for the person who can ruin you. Pathetic.”
His fingers found the thin cotton beneath her skirt and yanked, the seam giving with a soft tear, the ruined fabric shoved aside without ceremony. Two fingers pushed inside. Daphne jerked, hips canting forward on instinct. The balcony rail groaned. Her fingers dug deeper into his shirt, knuckles white. Every thrust rocked her balance.
Her left foot slid on grit. The rail groaned again, louder, metal screaming low against its bolts. She lurched. Griffin caught her weight with his free hand at her hip and drove deeper, punishing, refusing to let the panic break her open more than he already had. Heat flooded low and fast, urgent, the same frantic rush that always pulled them back together in secret. Late nights rewriting each other’s code. Clothes on the floor. Promises broken by morning. His knuckles ground against her and the merger came flooding back with it — competitors now, forced to share a failing team and a single rail that wouldn’t hold them both.
He pulled out. The sudden emptiness left her clenching on nothing. Cold air hit wet skin. Griffin stepped half a pace back, every point of contact severed, close enough to catch her if she fell, but no longer touching.
“Touch yourself,” he said, voice flat. “Now. I watch. You finish alone.”
Daphne released his shoulders. Her right hand dropped between her legs, shaking. The blindfold stayed tight. She couldn’t see his face, only heard the steady breathing that refused to quicken. Her own fingers felt clumsy, too soft after the punishing ones. She circled her clit the way he used to demand, fast and hard, desperate for the release that would prove she still belonged to this secret even while they destroyed each other in daylight.
The ledge shifted under her weight. Her left hand shot out, found his wrist, clutched it — her single point of contact now, the only thing tethering her to anything solid. Every stroke pulled a broken sound from her throat. History flashed behind the silk. The rival contracts — a jolt. The elevator kiss — her hips snapped. Betrayal on his tongue. Two seats apart in the boardroom, never looking, and she came undone now exactly the way she couldn’t there.
“Faster,” he ordered. “You don’t get my hands for this. You get the fall if you stop.”
Daphne obeyed. Her thighs trembled. Pleasure built tight and sharp, fueled by the risk, the anger, the need that never died. She came with a choked gasp, body locking, grip crushing his wrist to keep from pitching backward into nothing. The orgasm ripped through her in quick, stuttering pulses while Griffin stood motionless, watching.
Aftershocks left her panting. He leaned in then, closing the half pace he’d taken, his voice coming low against her temple, almost a hiss. “Tomorrow you greet me as a stranger in the conference room. Smile. Shake my hand. Say nothing. Or this ledge becomes the least of your problems.”
The blindfold stayed on. The wind kept cutting across cooling skin. Daphne’s fingers stayed locked on his wrist — not a rescue, not a kindness, just the leash he’d allowed her, the one solid thing he controlled between her and the drop. The only proof the secret still held them both hostage.