“Yeah,” I say, approaching her. “For you. Always for you.”
“Why? What would you have done if I didn’t come back?”
I stop behind her, caging her in with my hands on either side of her. “Even if I failed to win you back, I figured we’d still be co-parenting and you’d probably spend time here. Regardless, I wanted you to have a place that’s just yours.”
Her eyes darken, her gaze intense, liberating.
My fingers itch to touch her, but I rein in the need. “Riley, if you don’t stop looking at me like that…I won’t let you leave this room.”
She arches her back, her ass brushing against my groin. “Maybe I don’t want to leave this room.”
I grip her hips, pulling her closer to me. “Don’t say things like that unless you want me to wreck you.”
She rubs her ass against me again, this time grinding against my erection.
I groan, my vision tunneling. “This is your last warning, baby.”
“I want you.”
Those three simple words demolish my restraint. I brush her hair over her shoulder and leave a trail of kisses down her neck. When I suck on the skin just above her collarbone, she lets out a low moan. I slip my hand under her skirt and dip beneath her panties.
“Already soaking for me, baby,” I murmur. “I want to fuck you from behind. Think you can take it?”
The smirk that curves her lips is sinful. “Always.”
I take a step back and free myself from my jeans. As if she’s as desperate as I am, she steadies herself, gripping the barre, and arches her back, giving me perfect access to her pussy. I yank her panties down her legs then position myself at her entrance.
I push inside her, taking it slow so she can get used to me. Her grip on the barre tightens, the look on her face pure ecstasy.
“Fuck…at this angle, I won’t last long…” She moans when I’m halfway in. “Your barbells… I feel them all…”
“Just a little more, baby…” I roll my hips, watching her expression in the mirror. “You love when I fill your tight cunt…”
“I love everything about you…but your dick definitely takes the cake.” She’s taunting me on purpose, and I love it.
With one final push, I bury myself deep. She cries out, gripping the barre so hard, her knuckles turn white. When a gush of warm liquid hits me, I smile smugly at her wide-eyed expression in the mirror.
“I already…came…” she whispers.
“One squirt and one orgasm down. A few more to go.”
Her moans reverberate through the space—damn, the acoustics in here are incredible. It might be my new favorite place for sex. I pick up the rhythm, fucking her nice and slow, letting her ride out her first orgasm.
“You’re taking me so well, baby…” I catch her gaze in the mirror. “And watching you fall apart is so damn hot.”
She smiles faintly at me as I pound into her with more force. Scorching heat surges through my veins, spreading all over my body. My release is approaching, but I don’t want to come until she’s had a second orgasm.
“You’re perfect like this,” I whisper, running a hand along her spine. “So fucking perfect.”
I caress her side then brush her baby bump with my fingertips before trapping her clit between my thumb and index finger. Skin against skin, our hips slap against each other as she rotates, adding a delicious friction that makes my vision blurry.
“I’m so close…”
That’s what I wanted to hear.
I work her over, listening for cues. Her hitching breath. Her sweet moans. The slapping of my pelvis against her ass is loud and deliciously dirty. Sweat drips down my temples as I thrust into her again, again, again. Finally, my world explodes, and her cunt spasms around me. Her moans wreck me, and the way she clenches around me makes it impossible to hold back any longer.
“Fuck, baby…” I roll my hips, prolonging her orgasm, drinking her in. Every move, every sound, every detail reflected in the mirror burns into me.
