“Say it, Ryan!” he snarled, squeezing my dick so hard I yelped.
“Fine! I’m like no one else you’ve ever met! I’m irreplaceable!”
“You bet your sweet ass you are.” He snarled, slamming into me just the way I was craving. My cock was swelling in his hand now, and my orgasm was suddenly building so fast I knew I was going to blow with barely any warning.
“Give me one more, sweet thing. Tell me you think you’re beautiful. Look at yourself while you say it.”
I was panting now, and my body was thrumming with so much pleasure that keeping my eyes open was one of the hardest things I’d ever done.
“I’m beautiful! I think that I’m beautiful!” I gasped, and he let out a low moan of approval just as my cock started spurting in his hand.
“Fuck yes,you are, Ryan. You’re sofucking beautiful.”He groaned as he continued to jack me while I came.
My cum splattered across the mirror, and he held me tight against him as he fucked me through his own orgasm, his hot breath puffing against my sensitive neck with each stroke.
“You’reeverything, Ryan. You make me want to be a better man,” he breathed, kissing me over and over again on the side of the neck as he gently slipped out of me.
I was panting and feeling overwhelmed with emotion as he tugged my pants back up and carefully tucked me into my boxers.
After doing up his own pants, he pulled me into him, burying his face into the crook of my neck while he held me, whispering words of praise.
You’re beautiful.
You’re amazing.
You’re so strong and passionate.
You’re everything I strive to be.
My eyes were welling with tears by the time the shoppers I had heard entered our aisle. They barely looked in our direction as we clung to each other, and I huffed a laugh into Cal’s chest.
His T-shirt smelled like clean laundry, and his hard, warm body felt like home.
“How are you feeling?” he asked me after a long moment, pulling back to look me in the eyes.
“I don’t know. Definitely feeling good, though.” I smiled up at him. “How about you?”
He smirked at me, giving me a lazy shrug.
“Much less murderous, though I hope we don’t cross paths with that douche canoe in the parking lot. I’m only human.”
I snorted and brushed a soft kiss across his lips.
“I’m proud of you for restraining yourself, angel,” I murmured, and he smiled against me, kissing me back.
“Thanks, baby. It was hard, but making you watch yourself come was better than killing that fuck would ever be.”
I winced, glancing at the mirror we had just painted with my cum.
“I guess we should probably buy this…” I mumbled, and Cal laughed, grabbing the mirror and sliding it back into its box.
“Probably a good idea. We can use it every time you forget how fucking perfect you are.”
I blushed and rubbed the back of my neck, already feeling strange about the way he had forced me to give myself compliments.
“Let’s not make a habit of that,” I muttered, and he slipped his hand into mine, tucking the mirror under his arm as we made our way out of the store.
“Baby, until you believe those words, I’m going to make you tell me you’re beautiful every day.” He kissed the side of my head. “This world is shit enough without you thinking you’re anything less than perfect, just the way you are.”
