I got rid of her bra next, and then I stepped back, admiring her.
“You’re so beautiful.”
The room had been completely dark when we’d been together last time, but now I wanted to keep all the lights on.
“I want to watch that beautiful body while you give in to pleasure.”
I needed to see her face, her reactions. I wanted everything when it came to Phoebe.
And I knew just where to start. There was a huge mirror next to the dresser. Taking her hand, I led her in front of it, then stood right behind her.
“I like seeing your naked body like this.”
“I want to see you too,” she said.
“As I said before, your wish is my command.”
I took a step back and undid the top button of my shirt. She watched me in the mirror. I liked that she was following the rules of my game without my having to explicitly say them. She wasn’t turning around to look at me; she was glancing in the mirror, watching my reflection.
I took off my shirt slowly, enjoying the way she fixed her gaze on every button. I removed my pants much quicker, mostly because I needed to free my cock. The confinement was downright painful. Even the touch of the boxers’ fabric was too much. She gasped slightly when I removed them, straightening up. Her eyes were glued to my erection. I was sporting a full hard-on already.
Then I stepped closer so half my body was behind hers. I put my hands on her shoulders, then lowered them down her torso,stopping at her breasts. I looked straight at her in the mirror while I twirled her nipples between my fingers. She pressed her knees together.
Was she even wetter than before? I had the overwhelming need to check. I kissed her shoulder while I moved one hand farther down. With the other, I was teasing her breasts. Watching her in the mirror was exquisite. I saw every arch of her back and sharp inhale. I was able to see her in a way I never could if I weren’t focusing on her pleasure only.
My cock pressed against her right buttock. I could barely hold back from bending her over and driving inside her. But it wouldn’t be long.
When I brushed her clit with the tips of my fingers, she dropped her head back against my shoulder and cried out my name. And I changed my plan. Yes, I still wanted her to orgasm before I made her mine, but I’d thought of a much more delicious way to make that happen than with my fingers. But first I needed to know something.
“Phoebe, are you okay with foreplay without a condom? I’m clean.”
“Yes. Me too. And I’m on birth control,” she said, licking her lips. “We don’t need a condom at all.”
That chipped away just a bit more at my self-control. “Phoebe, are you sure?”
She nodded. “Yes. So, so sure, I promise.”
I moved us backward another step, then said, “Grab the edges of the mirror and watch.”
I bent her forward just a bit so she was at an angle where I could rub the length of my cock against her opening. It was pure torture for me, but it was more pleasure than torture for her, which was exactly what I wanted. I watched her knuckles turn white as she clenched the edges of the mirror tight.
She closed her eyes too. I started circling her clit with the tip of my cock.
“Watch,” I commanded.
She opened her eyes. They were slightly watery. “Griffin, please,” she begged.
Those words nearly melted my resolve. Nearly.
I moved my cock slowly, focusing only on her clit. She came almost instantly. I held her tight, but her legs became unsteady. I’d been determined to wait for her to ride out her orgasm, but I pushed inside her. She cried out louder. The feeling of her pussy clenching around my cock was out of this world. I hadn’t been prepared for the overload of sensations so fast. She was so damn tight that I had trouble controlling my breathing.
As I pulled out, she started to beg. “Please, please.”
No way could I continue the foreplay. I needed her too much. But I couldn’t have her like this, still hanging on to the mirror.
“Let’s move to the bed, Phoebe.”
She whimpered. Damn, she was killing me with those reactions. I sat down on the part of the bed that was facing the mirror and said, “Sit on me backward.” She licked her lips and then turned around, moaning when she noticed our reflection in the mirror.
