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I watched him again through the mirror, without a reply, walking back to the bathroom. He stopped behind me, his intense stare burning me through the reflection. He swiped my hair out of the way, his fingers grazing the back of my neck, before he started working on those damn buttons.
The silence was long and deafening, his intensity unsettling and nerve-wracking. I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Stubbon little things aren’t they?” I tried lightening the air that had become too heavy for me to handle.
Still not a word from Matt, laser-focused on the job at hand, his brows pinched together in a dead serious expression that sent shivers down my spine.
He was so close to me, his frustrated exhales fanning my neck as he made his way through the damn buttons. Yet somehow, as hard as it was, I didn’t think they were the origin of his frustration.
The air was loaded, silent, and hot as we both stood there, a mere foot away from each other, until Matt reached the buttons just above my ass, exposing the very tip of my lacy thong.
Suddenly, his hand was back at the nape of my neck, one lone intruding digit sliding down my spine, tracing the unfastened buttons in a graze of my skin so light it felt like a feather.
He was oblivious to my stare as I stalked him through the mirror, his eyes glued to my naked back.
The prohibited touch, the warmth of his skin, the darkness in his eyes, all had my heart racing, my chest heaving faster under the slow torture delivered by the tip of his finger.
I couldn’t hide the reaction. A trail of goosebumps erupted beneath his touch, exposing me to him, a sly smirk letting me know he’d caught it.
The light graze evolved into a full stroke, still an agonizingly slow pace that tugged at my restraint, my mind fogging just before he reached the bottom.
Matt leaned into my exposed ear, the warmth of his body matching the fire he’d set ablaze in me with one slight touch. “More?” He whispered.
I wasn’t sure if he meant the buttons or the teasing, but either way, I found myself nodding vigorously in consent.
That same hand slipped under the hem of my now open dress, his whole palm gliding against my skin, all the way over my tightly clenched stomach to settle a thumb under the swell of my breast.
My heart slammed in my chest as I avoided the mirror, fearing the mockery in Matt’s eyes. But it was stronger than me, and when I looked back up, all I saw was lust looking right back at me.
Mine and his.
Realization was his ally as Matt pulled me flush against his hard chest with that strong hand on my bare skin while the other traced my exposed neck.
My eyes fluttered closed, and as if my actions sparked a reaction, Matt ground his erection into me, my hips slamming against the vanity again as he pushed me forward, making my eyelids spring back open in surprise.
Fuck, I was lost.
In repetition of what he’d done before, Matt’s lips settled on my ear, whispering that perfect word straight into my brain. “More?”
I swallowed dryly, closing my eyes as tight as I could again, as a wave of lust washed over me, a shiver slithering down my spine in anticipation.
How was this possible? This man had barely touched me, and I was hanging by a thread.
Again I nodded, and Matt replied by placing warm, wet kisses along my neck. At each graze of his teeth on my skin, my pussy clenched with electric jolts that lit my core on fire.
His kisses got wilder, hungrier, more intense while his hand started to roam down my body, still at that agonizingly slow pace that was driving me insane.
Matt’s other hand held my shoulder against him as if he feared I would flee, his hard cock pinning me on the other side.
If I had a limit, a turning point, it had been obliterated already, even more so now that Matt traced his index under the lace of my thong. So close, yet so damn far.
Just like that, he stopped again, a desperate exhale leaving my throat.
“More?” His voice was husky, so low, so deep, I felt it exactly where I needed him to be.
“Yes, God, please!” I panted unexpectedly, my voice strained in a plea for relief, earning a painful enough bite on my soft neck, followed by a grunt that vibrated against my skin.
Matt’s thread was as thin as mine, snapping at the sound of my words, his fingers settling on my clit with a pressure that almost sent me over.
