His hips ground against hers again, his manhood rolling eagerly against her soft lips but not penetrating once more, instead he just leaned forward and whispered to her, "If you come, before I will it, then you will not feel me come inside of you. Instead you will be forced to sit here, on this balcony, before all the world, with your legs spread before them getting yourself off for their eyes."
He then pushed himself back inside of her, pulling her hair once more to cause her back to arch as he fed himself deep into her, and then began to rock into her that much faster, and harder, deepening his thrusts as he pushed into her.