Her eyes flicker up to the glass, uncertain.
I trail my hands over her arms, down to her wrists, gently coaxing them away from where she’s crossed them over her stomach.
She hesitates—then lets them fall.
“You’re beautiful,” I say, watching her reaction in the mirror, loving how her body shivers and responds to me. “I want you to look at yourself in the mirror and see how fucking beautiful you are.”
My hands cup her heavy breasts as if weighing them in my palms. “You have the best pair of tits I’ve ever seen.” I press mymouth to her neck. She shivers as I whisper, “Do you feel that?” I shift my pelvis, letting her know just how hard I am against her lower back.
She nods quickly, cheeks flushed.
“You make me crazy, Sunshine.” I kiss her neck and pinch her nipple, her breath catching in her throat, her body shivering despite being hot to the touch.
My hand slips lower over her soft belly. I run a finger along the creases of her stomach.
She watches me in the mirror as I squeeze her belly, tucking my fingers underneath in the crease where her knickers are hidden.
I pause, giving her space to say no. “Can I touch you here?” My finger strokes over her knickers, a wet patch has my cock leaking against her back.
“Yes,” she exhales on a whimper, thighs parting slightly, and I tuck my fingers under the elastic of her knickers and let out a groan as I sink into her slick folds.
Her breath stutters, her legs tremble as I stroke her.
My hand is on my best friend’s sister’s pussy, but I can’t stop now. I’m past the point of no return and I’ll gladly burn in hell for this, but not before I’ve had my fill. “Fuck, Sunshine. You’re dripping.”
She looks down as if embarrassed, but I lift her head with my free hand so she’s looking back at her reflection. She sucks in a breath at the sight. My fingers tweaking her nipple, my other hand disappearing under her white cotton knickers as I play with her drenched pussy.
“You feel that?” I whisper against her skin. “That’s all for me, isn’t it?”
She nods, biting her lip. “It’s never felt like this before.”
“That’s because no one’s ever taken their time with you.” I kiss the side of her face. “Touch yourself, Sunshine. Show me what you like.”
She trembles as she raises her hand and squeezes her breast. “I like you touching me like that.”
“Like this?” I pinch her nipple. “Or this?” My middle finger finds her little bundle of nerves and circles her sensitive button, making her twitch in my arms.
“Yes. That,” she pants out in a breathy whisper.
“Which? I need you to use your words, Sunshine.”
“I like it when you touch me down there.”
“I want to kiss you down there.” I lick her neck, then her ear, showing her what I want to do to her pussy. She’s practically vibrating against my chest at the thought and I’m not sure she could take my mouth on her clit, but I need to taste her. “Can I kiss your pussy?” I rub more circles around her little nub, loving how she rocks into my hand.
“Yes. You can kiss me anywhere you like.” Her eyes widen in the mirror as I curve my lips, pull my hand from her cunt and gaze up at the webbing between my fingers.
“I want to taste you.”
She watches with a parted mouth as I lick each finger clean, lapping up her sweet arousal.
“Lie down, Sunshine.”
She does as I ask, lying back on the bed, her head on the pillow. Her body stiffens as I tug at her knickers, easing them down her thighs. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”
“Just relax. I’m gonna get you nice and wet, make you come on my tongue before you take my dick.” I settle between her thighs, parting them gently. Her scent hits me like a punch to the gut—sweet, warm, intoxicating. “You can tell me to stop at any time. Okay, Sunshine.”
“Please don’t stop.”
