Maria moaned as she felt him grind against her butt.
"John, someone might see us."
"So," he replied before nibbling her ear.
"Nngh..."
He continued, his hands slowly sliding down her hips, until they rested on her thighs.
"Your pussy is mine," he whispered, cupping her crotch.
"No," Maria groaned, grabbing his wrists.
John grabbed her hands and pushed her down, pinning her against the railing.
"Not until you're begging."
"Not going to happen."
"Oh, it will."
John pinned her hands on the rails.
"I am not a toy," she protested, but her smile betrayed her words.
John leaned forward and kissed her lips.
"You're my slut."
Maria's body trembled as he continued to kiss her.
He released her hands and his hands were soon around her waist, lifting her off the ground and pinning her against the railing.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.