“I want to show you something,” he says softly, pulling me up and lifting me in his arms.
I bury my face in his chest as he walks us across the kitchen and into my bedroom. I’m confused when he sets me down in front of my full-length mirror.
I look at him in the mirror as he stands behind me and slowly takes the barrettes out of my hair, placing them on the dresser next to us. My hair naturally falls from the side where it was kept, covering both of my shoulders.
His hand brushes my dark locks to expose one side of my neck before his lips kiss the spot behind my ear.
“I want you to watch me touch you,” he breathes, sliding his hand up to cover my breast before squeezing hard. “You are the most beautiful sight when you come undone for me.”
I stare at my reflection as my eyes burn bright with a mixture of love and lust as his hands wander over my body. My skin glows and is still flushed from my orgasm as he moves his palm down my stomach and cups my sex.
“You’re perfect,” he whispers, locking eyes with me through the glass and sliding a finger in. My lids close of their own accordas he adds another finger and goes deeper. “Keep your eyes on me, sunshine.”
I blink them open and watch through hooded eyelids as he tugs my taut nipple before sliding up to my throat and holding me there with his palm.
“So fucking beautiful,” he breathes, pressing against me from behind and feeling him rock hard against my backside. “This…,” he murmurs—watching me part my lips on a sigh as he touches my swollen clit and slides his swollen length against the crevice of my ass. “This is the gift I get to see every time I have the privilege of touching you.”
His words wash over me like a warm, heated blanket. Eyes so blue with love stare back at me, putting my heart into a vice as I lose myself in the pure beauty of it.
“I love you,” I whisper, not being able to hold the words in as I sink further into the soul of the man touching me.
“I love you, too,” he swallows thickly through the host of emotions swirling around us. My backside is slick now from his arousal as he bends me forward a bit and uses it to move easily between my cheeks.
Pressing back into him, I relish the feel of him hard against me as the ache between my legs grows more intense.
Keeping his hand wrapped around my throat, a thrill rushes through my body as his fingers tighten their hold while the other hand leaves between my legs.
Not being able to take my eyes off his reflection, I feel his hand trail down my back before his thumb follows the crevice of my behind and applies pressure to my other hole.
My eyes flutter at the sensation as he presses his thumb into me and slides his swollen length through my arousal, letting me see his tip between my legs as he coats himself with my wetness with each slow thrust.
Moaning, I reach down between my legs and touch him as he slides against my hand. My palm presses harder against him as he awakens my nerve endings on my backside with his thumb.
“Fuck, Savi,” he groans, moving harder against me and keeping me locked to watching us in the mirror with his hand wrapped around my neck.
Not that I could look away if I wanted to. It’s the most erotic thing I have ever seen as his powerful body moves against me. His chest is covered in a sheen of sweat, and with his dark tattoos straining against his muscles, he’s a magnificent sight to see.
Like a fallen angel, but with a soul so beautiful it almost hurts to see.
Suddenly desperate to have him inside, I push against him, which only deepens the pleasure with his thumb. Whimpering, I feel him apply pressure before he slides it out and plunges it back inside, sending jolts of pleasure to my core.
“Please,” I beg for the second time tonight. “I need you inside me,” I gasp as another electric bolt shoots through my body.
“You like me filling both holes, sunshine?” He watches me in the mirror as his thumb tortures me from behind. Sliding my hand against him as he thrusts between my legs, I try to guide him to my entrance.
“Yes,” I rasp, slightly bending over more, but still being upright enough with his hand firmly on my throat. “Please, Knox. I need you,” I whisper, watching his eyes flash with a carnal need as I utter the three words I know he loves to hear. “I need you,” I say again, moving my ass against him and feeling his tip touch where I want him the most.
“You have me,” he groans, filling me in one deep thrust. “Fuck, do you have me,” he growls, holding me tight and watching me intently through the reflection as our bodies join in a heated frenzy.
“Yes,” I moan, feeling him deep inside from both angles, causing an intense pressure that makes me feel completely owned by him in every way possible.
Lifting my arm, I dig my fingers into his hair and hang on tight as our bodies belong to each other. Watching us in the mirror and hearing the erotic sounds of slapping every time he plunges into me has my body on the brink within seconds.
His eyes are dark and wild as he lets the feral animal inside him take over.
“Look into your eyes, sunshine,” he growls, making sure my eyes are trained on myself. “I want you to watch yourself shatter around my cock. Watch how you surrender to me.”
I stare into my blue eyes that are burning with such an intensity that it’s hard to believe the woman I’m looking at was once afraid and felt weak around any type of intimacy.
