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“Or maybe this…” he said, his fingers sliding out of me.
“No,” I gasped, trying to grab for him, but he was too fast, too strong, wiggling out of my grip, and reaching for my hips. His fingers sank in, dragging me off of the counter and onto shaky legs.
He grabbed the waistbands of my shorts and panties, lowering them down until the material pooled at my feet.
“Or this?” he asked, watching me as he lowered himself down.
As he went, he grabbed my knee, lifting it up, and spreading it out, then slipping it over his shoulder as he buried his face between my legs.
One of my arms back out, bracing myself with the counter. The other went down, sinking into his hair, holding him against me as his tongue moved up my cleft.
This time, though, he wasn’t teasing me.
His tongue went right for the sensitive point, and started working it ruthlessly.
It was maybe only seconds before I was moaning and rocking against his tongue, until the pleasure was a heavy pressure in my lower stomach.
“No.No, please,” I cried when he pulled away just when the orgasm seemed about to crest.
“Love it when you beg, baby,” he murmured, but he was already reaching for me, turning me to face the mirror.
“You need to see what I’m seeing,” he said, running a hand over my upper chest that felt heated.
I wasn’t completely blind without my glasses that were set on the counter since I’d washed my face, but I was glad for a little softness around the edges, feeling uncomfortable staring at myself looking like I did then. Flushed. Heavy-lidded. Overcome with desire.
“Look how fucking beautiful,” he said as his hand moved down, grazing over my breast and belly, before sliding between my legs, and teasing me again.
As the need overtook me, my eyes were kinder as I did start to see myself through a less critical lens.
But then his hand was moving away, dragging a grumble out of me that had a sexy little smirk toying with his face. He raised his hand, and I watched as he slipped his fingers into his mouth, tasting me with a low rumble that vibrated from him and through my body.
He reached to swipe my hair away from my neck, pressing his lips there instead, his gaze still holding mine in the mirror as he stepped a little closer, his desire pressing against my ass until I went up on my tiptoes and shifted, feeling his hardness press against my cleft instead.
On a rumbling sound, Alaric reached between us, yanking his pants impatiently down, so I felt his bare cock slide against my cleft. The hard, yet velvety sensation making me clench my thighs, and making Alaric groan as his forehead pressed to the side of my head, his eyes closed in pleasure.
“Alaric,” I called, voice soft, but thick with need.
His eyes slid open, molten, as far gone as I felt.
“Yeah, baby?” he asked, his hand moving up my belly to brush over my breasts.
“Please,” I begged again, shameless in my need as my hips shifted back, making his cock glide against my clit, making a whimpering sound escape me.
“Fuck, you sound so good when you do that,” he said, reaching past me into the second drawer of the cabinet, shifting some things out of his way, then coming back with a condom.
I lost his gaze for a moment as he protected us, and it was just long enough that old, familiar anxieties started to surface. Fears about how long it had been. How disappointing those experiences had always been. How cold men had always been afterward.
“No,” Alaric said, voice soft, but making my head shoot up to find his intense gaze on mine in the mirror. “Don’t go somewhere else,” he demanded. “Stay here,” he added, his cock sliding against my cleft again. “With me,” he added, rocking against me until there was no way to keep any thoughts in my mind other than ones about him, and how good he made me feel. “There,” he said with a soft smile, satisfied that I was present again.
And I was.
More than I think I’d ever been before.
All there was in the whole world was him. And the sensations he was creating within me.
“Feel how much I want you?” he said, his lips near my ear, his breath tickling my skin, making a little shiver move through me as his hips rocked and his cock slid against me again.
He moved backward, and I felt the head of him press against the entrance to my body, pausing, just a firm pressure that I initially tensed at.
