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As they meet with my slickened core, his eyes widen. He grins, and adjusts his glasses, and a giggle blooms in my chest.
Holy stars.
He grinds against my ass, his cock thick and hard and leaking pre-cum.
His finger finds my wet folds and traces through them, slow and torturous, barely touching me.
For the longest time, Kim holds my gaze and plays with me. Different strokes, and gestures, and movements that make me gasp and struggle to keep my hands from reaching back and grabbing him.
When I do attempt to, he shakes his head.
“Not yet,” he whispers, his lips caressing my ear.
Finally, he starts to circle my clit. A soft steady rhythm that makes me grind down into his hand.
With his other hand, he moistens his fingers with his mouth then finds my breasts, touching each nipple until it is a stiffened peak longing for his lips.
I’ve never done this before. Never watched myself like this. Never seen my body changing and reacting, becoming pliable, and flushed, and tightly wound all at the same time.
“Look how beautiful you are,” Kim whispers. “I love watching you like this.”
And as his words settle gently onto my skin, his fingers dive inside me.
I lean back, tilting my pelvis as he curls them toward the spot that will make me cry out. But before he finds it, Kole whispers…
Lie down, Little Star, and watch him lick that beautiful pussy of yours. I want you to see it the way I’m seeing it.
I take hold of Kim’s hand and draw it back from my legs. Slowly, I turn around, then lower myself to the ground.
I really haven’t seen myself like this before. And I can’t believe I’m even thinking this but… holy fuck. As I part my legs and lie back on the cold floor, look up and watch Kim position himself between my thighs, my skin begins to heat. Fire settles beneath my skin, clamoring to be set free.
I stretch my arms up above my head and arch my back. My breasts look amazing from this angle, and Kim has noticed too because he’s looking up at the mirror above us.
He grins widely, then takes off his glasses and sets them aside.
His fingers part my folds.
His tongue finds my clit.
I wind my fingers into his thick, curly hair and turn my head to the side. Lowering my legs, so I can see him work me into a frenzy.
“Fuck me, please…” I beg, sitting up and opening my legs.
“I don’t want to fuck you…” Kim shakes his head, then stands and moves to stand behind me.
Lowering himself to his knees, over my shoulder, he whispers. “I want you to show me how you fuck yourself.”
I look away from the mirror, my inhibitions surging back despite the potion Zephyra made us drink.
“Show me what feels good.”
Kim’s hands glide down my arms, then one hand turns my chin up so I’m forced to look at myself. The other stays resting on my thigh. He meets my gaze in the mirror. “Show me, Nova. Show me how they touch you. Your boyfriends.”
A shudder skitters down my spine, dancing down to my core.
I should stop because I’m not sure I’ll be able to if we go any further.
But it feels too good.
