He kissed her lips, drawing her in as he rubbed her clit and added a second finger, then he thrust deep. He curled his fingers inside her, and she moved more urgently, riding his hand while he brought her close to climax.
He shoved them hard, getting rougher at her urging, and ground his palm against her clit. Once, twice, then she moaned into his mouth, her body gripping his fingers tight, so fucking wet. He was hard again, wanting inside her like crazy. But not here, where Emily might interrupt.
“Come with me.” He removed his hand and quickly drew her to her feet.
“I just did,” she muttered as she moved with him on shaky legs.
“Check on Emily, would you?” he asked as they stood in front of the bathroom.
Maggie came back. “She’s still out.”
He tugged her into the bathroom, turned on the light, and closed the door, locking it.
“Reggie?”
“Shh. Quiet.” He pulled down her shorts and underwear and turned her around. “Face the mirror.”
Her hands rested against the sink, and she watched him in the mirror. “What are you doing?” she asked, her voice reedy with excitement.
“Fucking you. Shh.” He stared at that perfect ass and palmed her, loving how she felt. Maggie stood a good head shorter than he did, but her presence made her seem bigger. Like now, as he stared at her ass, her toned thighs, and wondered when he’d fallen so hard under her spell. Because she’d sure as hell bewitched him.
He shoved his pants down and pulled her hips back. He crouched, staring at her wet pussy, her flesh swollen. He planted a kiss there, and she tensed all over and sighed. She melted over his tongue, and he couldn’t wait any longer. Reggie rose and nudged her ankles apart. He stepped between them.
Positioning himself at her pussy, his excitement ratcheted to an unbearable level, he slowly entered her sex. He watched her in the mirror, loving her flushed cheeks, the way her full lips parted as she gasped. So slowly, he kept pushing inside, enjoying the way her slick channel gripped him with each inch.
“Ohyes.”
He groaned, the sheer pleasure indescribable. He didn’t stop until he was balls-deep inside her. So hot and tight, her snug pussy fit as if made for him. And then he did what he’d been wanting to. Reggiemoved.
“You’re so big inside me.”
“I’ve been dying to take you this way.” From behind, where she squeezed him even tighter. Seeing her while he thrust was like every fantasy he’d ever had compressed into one perfect moment.
He looked down, watching himself slide in and out of her, seeing his dick disappear. The erotic sight undid him, and he couldn’t hold back. Her breathy moans grew shorter.
The slap of his body against hers added to the intensity.
He swore he grew thicker as he slid through her wet heat, unable to stop.
“I’m coming,” he warned just as he shoved one final time and stilled.
He barely held back a roar, his orgasm stealing what few brain cells he had left. He just stood there, jetting hard, filling Maggie with everything he had left.
It felt like forever and not long enough as he came back to himself. He heard nothing but them both breathing hard. As he remained inside her, he brought his hands around to caress her breasts, loving the aroused handfuls.
“Reggie. You’re so deep inside me,” Maggie whispered. “I think this might be my new favorite position.”
Trust his Maggie to be excited to try it again and not affronted because he’d taken her like a wild man out of control. Fucking her from behind down the hall from her sleeping daughter.
“We need to try them all.” He kissed her throat and continued to kiss his way to her cheek. When she turned her head, he met her mouth once more, the feel of her lips against his everything he’d ever wanted. He ended the kiss with a sigh. “Maggie, I could spend the rest of my”—life—“night inside you.”
“I wish.”
He watched her as he withdrew, loving her look of disappointment. He cleaned her up with a washcloth, bemused when she watched him cleaning himself.
“I love looking at you. You’re beautiful. Or should I say handsome?”
“Yeah, handsome. Beautiful is for chicks,” he teased, his voice breaking at the end. He would have felt more embarrassed, except he was still high on his orgasm.
