“I want to watch you until the end.”
She lowered herself slowly and gripped my cock at the base, positioning it so that I could slide inside her all at once. She was truly exquisite, and she was all mine tonight to explore and please. I was going to do both those things in spades.
I thrust inside her from below. She took my cues, moving up and down at the same rhythm. I never stopped watching her in the mirror, loving the way her face changed when she started pulsing around me again. It was a damn sight.
I didn’t have the freedom of movement I needed like this. “Stand up, and I’ll fuck you from below.”
She positioned herself just as I’d told her. Fuck yes, now I had more space to move.
“Touch your clit,” I said. “Watch yourself in the mirror while you do it. Keep your eyes on your hands.”
She blushed. I was inside her, and yet my words made her blush.
She nudged my cock with the sides of her fingers as she touched herself. I dropped my head back, letting out a guttural groan as her muscles tightened around me. We were both already too far gone.
Opening my eyes, I glanced in the mirror while I thrust inside her from below. I could still see glimpses of her reflection. She was following my instructions. Watching herself would make this even more intense for her.
I knew she was going to come before she cried out—not just because she was so tight that I almost gave in to my climax, but also because she took her fingers off her clit. She touched her breasts instead, closing her eyes. Then her shoulders jerked uncontrollably. I heard her cry out my name while I spasmed and my vision blurred. I came so damn hard that for a few seconds, I forgot where we were and what day it was. Then I slowly pulled out and lowered her onto the bed. She stayed on her back, hands at her sides, eyes closed. Her hair was ravaged.
I leaned on one side, bending an elbow, as I brushed the hair out of her face with the back of my hand. She opened her eyes slowly. They were unfocused at first, but then she looked straight at me, and a glint appeared in them. She smiled. Then she darted her tongue out, wetting her lower lip. She opened her mouth, inhaling deeply, laughing on the exhale. I leaned forward, kissing her sternum. Laughter reverberated through it. She traced my curved back with her fingers, her palm on my rib cage.
“This is a fantastic room,” she murmured.
“What?” I asked.
“This bed is so amazing. No wonder you could—” She licked her lips. “—fuck so well.” She blushed even though she was grinning. “Then again, you were excellent back at the house, too, so maybe it’s not the bed. Maybe it’s just you.”
“I’d say so,” I said, leaning over and kissing the top of her nose.
“I need to clean up.”
“We have to go upstairs for that. I don’t have anything in the bathroom here.”
I grabbed my discarded shirt, using it to clean up before taking her hand and leading her to the upper level.
“You’ve never had guests?” she asked.
“No. But I’ll have my nephew over soon enough. I want to decorate his room before he visits, though. His Spider-Man obsession is still going strong.”
She kissed my bicep. “I like when you talk about him. Your voice softens.”
I shrugged. “I care about him.”
“Whoa,” she exclaimed when we reached the top of the staircase.
The hallway upstairs was bigger than necessary. I’d turned it into a home gym of sorts, putting a treadmill and weights by the window.
“This house is stunning.”
Once we stepped inside the bathroom, she looked around once, her mouth open. “You’ve got a huge walk-in showeranda freestanding bathtub.”
I grinned, pointing to the corner. “And don’t forget the Jacuzzi.”
She blinked, following the direction of my finger. “Holy shit. I could just live in this bathroom. I’d sleep in the tub, cook at the sink. How can this even be real?”
“Which do you want, the tub, the Jacuzzi, or the walk-in shower?”
Turning around, she put her hands on my shoulders. “How about we give all three of them a try?”
