I had to bend over and rest my elbows on the dresser to assume the position, but I happily did what he wanted.
My entire body was still humming with pleasure, and I was eager to see Cole get anything he wanted.
It took me a moment to realize exactly what he was doing.
He’d positioned my hands at the bottom of the mirror so he could see my fingers by looking down or in the mirror.
He was going to do exactly what he’d promised to do earlier. He was going to see his ring on my finger while he was taking me.
I looked into the mirror and our eyes met.
“You look like you just came hard,” he observed as he nudged my legs further apart so he could finger my pussy.
I licked my lips and swallowed, squirming a little when he stroked over my clit. “You know I did. You got exactly what you wanted.”
He lifted a brow. “I want more. Feel good?” he questioned.
“Amazing,” I said in a fuck-me voice. “But not as good as it’s going to feel when you take me. Fuck me, Cole. Please.”
“Do you really want my cock, beautiful?” he asked.
“Yes,” I answered, my tone desperate. “I need you inside me. Now.”
He gripped my hips and buried himself inside me with one hard thrust. “This is going to be hot, hard, and too damn fast,” he said harshly. “You look too damn sexy. You’re mine, angel, and you’re wearing my ring on your finger.”
“Cole,” I moaned as I pushed back against him, my whole body trembling with need.
He felt so damn good.
It had only been a little over a week since we’d been together, but it felt like forever since we’d been this intimately connected.
Cole pulled back and slammed into me again.
“Yes!” I moaned. “Harder.”
I didn’t want him to hold back.
I wanted everything he had.
Cole started a furious pace as he gripped my hips and hammered into me.
I got lost in the rhythm, meeting every stroke as I pushed back hard against him.
I couldn’t get enough of this man.
I needed…
I wanted…
“Oh, God, Cole!” I screamed. “Make me come.”
I felt him grip my hair to tilt my head up. “Watch us,” he insisted. “See exactly who’s going to make you come. See exactly who’s taking you right now.”
The second I laid eyes on him in the mirror, I was mesmerized.
I watched as he slammed into me, the slapping of our skin matching his motions.
There was something highly erotic about watching the man you loved pleasuring your body.
