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In the mirror, he loomed behind her, the bright lights illuminating his broad shoulders and naked chest. He wondered what Sonia would think of his body. He’d always prioritized staying in shape, but lately, he’d been sitting at a desk day and night, working late and ordering takeout, while Ian bragged about setting new goals at the gym.
Meanwhile, Sonia was a work of art. Sculpted and graceful and fucking alive…
With a jerk, Brendan unzipped his pants. In the mirror, Sonia’s eyelids fluttered at the scrape of metal. Pulling a condom from his wallet, he quickly sheathed his throbbing cock.
But when he gripped her hips, she slipped free. Turning, Sonia surveyed him from head to foot.
“What are you thinking?” she asked softly, surprising him.
“I can’t take my eyes off you,” he said honestly. “You’re absolutely beautiful.”
A startled smile tugged her lips. “Really?”
There was something so vulnerable about her surprise, especially since she’d accused him of handing out empty compliments.
Brendan nodded. “But you don’t need me to tell you that, do you?”
Slowly, Sonia shook her head.
His hands closed over her waist. Turning her to face the mirror, he reached for his discarded tie on the counter and looped it around her right wrist. Sonia gasped as he pulled her arm behind her back.
“Prop your knee on the table for me,” he ordered. Need was taking over until he could barely think.
Panting, Sonia sprang up to a half-kneeling position on the dressing table. She was holding the lilies again, the bouquet rustling between her and the mirror, like she couldn’t stand to part with them. Her left leg stretched down, leaving her rosy cunt at just the right height. Slick, pouting, waiting for him.
Sliding his fingers over her smooth lips, he spread her open, flicking her clit until she growled. “You’re going to make me ask for it?”
“Hell, yes.” He pinched her clit firmly, and she shuddered with need. “Beg me to fuck you, Sonia.”
She shook her head, eyes narrowing at him in the mirror. “You’re the one who wants it so much. Watching me, probably jerking off to me—”
When he rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy, groaning at the silky heat, she broke off and breathed out his name. It almost made him come on the spot.
“Look how soaked you are,” he crooned, gripping her hips. “You need this so badly, don’t you? Go on, baby. It’s not so hard. Beg.”
She sucked in a breath. “Just fuck me, you bastard.”
“Say it.” Grasping his tie, still wrapped around her right wrist behind her back, he gave it a sharp yank. “Answer me. Tell the truth.”
“Yes!” she gasped. “Please, Brendan. Pleasee…”
“You’ve thought about me too, haven’t you? I’m not just anyone.”
“Yes,” she repeated in a whisper. “I want you. I’ve wanted you for years.”
Burying his face in her neck, breathing in her warm, spicy scent, he gripped her hip and thrust.
When his cock sank inside her tight heat, his head went light. Sonia’s long, helpless moan was the cherry on top. Her pussy was all fierce strength and slippery softness, massaging his cock like he was meant to fill her.
As he lengthened his thrusts, the dressing room swirled around him. He saw her flushed face in the mirror, twisting with intense pleasure, her breasts jiggling. The room was filled with her spicy perfume, the faint citrus of his cologne, the sharp scent of crushed lilies, the heavy musk of sex. Her hips were taut and rounded as he pulled them back. Her moans rose as he fucked her harder, faster.
“Oh— Oh God— More—”
Sonia Jacobson, so guarded and prickly, was babbling incoherently because of him, and her thready gasps were everything he wanted. Fuck it, he’d give her more. He’d wear down all her sharp edges until she was a puddle of need.
“Come for me again, you little bitch,” he growled. “On my cock this time.”
“Go ahead and try,” she gasped. “You got lucky, getting me off twice.”
