Drool mixed with his precum rolls down my chin as he fills my throat, holding himself there.
“Fuck me. That’s it, Ayden.”
I lift my gaze to him, and the way he smiles down at me has my praise kink fully activated.
“I love you blushing for me,” he croons before pulling his hips back.
As I attempt to catch my breath, he takes my throat and brings me to my feet. I’m one large lung full in before he captures my mouth with his. His arm comes around my waist, dragging me forward as he steps back.
Feeling him begin to bend, I’m eager to straddle his waist, when he takes my hips, halting me. Against my lips, he breathes out, “Turn around.”
I don’t hesitate, turning my back to him. The mirror is directly in front of me, and I watch as he settles into the double-seater chair, legs spread wide. His cock falls between his thighs, and he reaches beneath it to his bag.
He knew exactly what he was going to do to me today, and I can’t help but smirk.
He pulls out a bottle of lube and sets it down beside him. “Already hard again for me,” he murmurs.
I wet my bottom lip, watching in the mirror as he pumps the dispenser, coating his fingers in the slick liquid. His arm snakes around my hips, tugging me back toward him.
“I want you to watch yourself come for me.”
A sharp breath escapes me as his fingers slip between the crease of my ass. He rims my entrance, soaking me, before sliding two fingers deep inside. There’s no pumping, just a single deliberate thrust that makes my abs tighten.
“Eyes on yourself, Ayden,” he commands.
I open my eyes to see my own reflection—panting, flushed, trembling—as he moves his fingers in and out. Spreading my legs slightly, I feel heat coil through me at the sight.
He adds another finger, and just as my body begins to shiver, he slowly pulls me down to sit in his lap. I’m not empty of him for long; the tip of his cock nudges inside. He moves slowly at first, letting each inch settle past his piercings, then, once fully seated, he thrusts his hips hard.
Leaning back against him, our legs intertwine—mine straddling over his while he closes his around me. I lift and sink onto him, matching his rhythm.
“Fucking hell, you feel incredible,” he breathes against my neck, teeth grazing my skin.
My gaze shifts to the mirror. One of his hands moves to my jaw, two fingers slipping into my mouth. I suck on them as my body trembles, his slight shifts sending pulses of friction to the spot that drags me over the edge.
He found that right place to have me coming without my cock being stimulated, andholy fuck,it’s just as euphoric as him fucking me with his mouth until I finish down his throat.
My second orgasm comes hard, and quick, just as my cum does. It may not be as strong as the first, but it shoots across the floor, nearing the mirror.
I feel him thickening inside me, stretching me just that much more to make me moan louder around his fingers.
“That’s it,fuuuck, that’s it.” He holds me down as pressurebuilds deep inside of me, and I squeeze my eyes shut with how quickly I’m filled.
Breathing heavily, I slump back against him, my legs shaking as he slowly helps close them for me.
After a few seconds of him coming down from that high, I stand, and quickly turn around in his hold. Both our fingers lace through one another’s hair, and our mouths meet in a devastating kiss.
Mine. All mine.
His touch is tender as he drags it across my shoulder. It turns the lustful moment we just had, into one of longing. One that I can feel all the way down to my core.
I pull away, staring down into his eyes.
“I’m ready for an entire life of this, Ayden. I hope you are too.”
I’m not sure if my smile could be wider. “What? Sex?” I joke, drawing my hands down to either side of his neck.
“Us. In every capacity that there is. Sex. Trips to snow capped mountains. Summers in the Bahamas. Taking care of our cat…”
