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“If I held your hips steady, I bet you could still do your makeup.”
She snorts. “Not the way you make my eyes cross.”
“So you’d really rather get ready than cross your eyes, I see how it is.” I reach around her and grab my toothbrush and she squeezes her fist around my dick, making the breath hiss out of me.
“There’s nothing I’d rather do, trust me, but if we show up late together, they’re gonna all know what we’ve been doing.” She gives me two long pumps and I groan.
“Take a look at our faces,” I tell her. “They’re gonna know.”
She looks in the mirror and laughs as her cheeks get even pinker. “It’s like we have lightbulbs in our eyes.”
I grin at her, nodding as I brush my teeth and then wincing with how good her hand feels. Multitasking.
“Make it quick,” she says, leaning her elbows on the counter. Her hand drops off of me as the outline of her cheeks hug my dick.
I get my mouth rinsed faster than any time known to man and look around for a condom. She lifts one between her fingers that must’ve dropped out of my shaving kit.
“Thank fuck,” I say as I slide it on and am inside her in the next second.
We both moan as I sink all the way in. I’m still for a few seconds, staring at her in awe in the mirror.
“You feel…so good,” she shudders, “but this isn’t making it quick.”
“Mmm, you’re right.” I shift her hands on the counter so they’re spread apart and lean her into the counter more so she’s splayed out for me. I gaze down at her taking me in. “Oh, I wish you could see this.”
She twitches around me and I don’t know how it’s possible after we’ve been at this all night, but I’m close. I slide out slowly and back in, watching us again and again, mesmerized. When she starts thrusting back, curving her torso so I’m hitting even deeper, she feels close too. Her legs start trembling and I hang on to her hips, our rhythm fast and sloppy, but so fucking effective.
“Wyatt,” she cries.
“I know,” I say, smoothing my hand over her ass before I pull her cheeks apart, angling to go even deeper.
Her whole body shudders and she grips the counter, her gasps and moans driving me faster. Our pace is urgent, frantic.
“You feel so fucking good,” I groan.
And then she’s fluttering around me, her walls clamping around me so hard I lose my vision for a few seconds.
“Wyattttt,” she cries, and I’m right there with her.
“I-” I want to say something profound to express how extraordinary this moment feels, but my brain cells have blacked out.
When the tremors inside us both begin to still, I pull her back against my chest, my hands wrapping around her breasts, and we stare at each other dazedly in the mirror.
“Wow,” she whispers.
I nod, still dumbstruck.
Still deep inside her.
Still dazed that we’ve moved from enemies to friends to lovers to frenemies toloversin what feels like both an eternity and the span of a minute.
Her hand reaches back and squeezes my side. “Are you still with me?” she asks, her eyes lit with mischief.
With no small regret, I pull out of her and enjoy the pinch of loss on her face when she’s free of me. I bend down and kiss her shoulder, smoothing back her hair. Her nipples are hard and I squeeze each tip between my fingers.
“Tonight I’m going slow. You’ll be begging to come,” I tell her.
I give her ass a smack and she jumps, startled. I take care of the condom and move toward the shower, turning it on.
