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Plucking the gold lipstick case from the dressing table, Brendan wrapped a firm arm around Sonia’s waist and grazed the tip of her clit with the tube. She jerked in his hold, a deep red washing over her cheeks.
“Brendan—”
“It’s lucky, right? Let’s have some luck.”
Her eyes flicked down to the juncture between her legs. Brendan followed her gaze in the mirror. The cool metal case pressed against her puffy pink pussy. Behind it, the thick stalk of his cock disappeared inside her.
“You shouldn’t,” she whispered. “Not with that. I’m down for a lot, but not that.”
Brendan wondered, but he tossed the lipstick onto the table and found her clit with his fingers instead. With a sigh of relief, Sonia pushed her ass back into him, urging him to pick up the pace.
He groaned, driving her forward so her cheek pressed into the mirror. Her lashes fluttered, thick and black, her face flattening the bright bouquet of lilies. Pollen streaked her cheek. A single tear squeezed from her eye, mixing with the orange powder to create a watercolor effect.
When she cried out as he fucked her deep, hitting the back of her pussy, satisfaction flooded Brendan that she was moaning because of him.
“It’s not luck,” he gritted. “I know what you need. Simple as that. You think I can’t get you off? I’m gonna make you come until you can’t see anything but me and the only word you can say is my name.”
“Brendan! Goddamnit—”
Sinking his fingers into her hair, Brendan pulled her head back. When he saw his own reflection, his eyes wild and his hair a mess, he didn’t recognize himself. He saw his twin instead.
He froze.
“Do you want Ian?” he hissed, doubt and need surging together.
“What?”Sonia’s body stiffened in shock.
“Have you ever wanted him?”
“No.” Her eyes widened. “Why would you— We’re fucking and you’re talking about yourbrother?Ah— Oh, God, Brendan, right there—”
She shivered, squeezing his cock with increasing urgency. The only sounds were his panting as he thrust again, her low moans, and Sonia’s sudden shriek as he found the right spot on her clit, circling over and over until she finally exploded.
Brendan pushed her hard against the mirror, trapping her lithe body with his, sinking his cock deep into her hot, slick tunnel. She squirmed, pinned by his heavy bulk, crying softly as her pussy spasmed on his shaft.
“Coming so hard,” she gasped. “It hurts—”
He was drunk on the power, the need, the dark excitement swirling around them both. “Do you like it, sunshine?”
“Yes,” she whimpered. “More…please…”
As she peaked, he jerked her head back, her hair soft as feathers, and took her without mercy.
Dimly, he heard Sonia urging him on, telling him to use her up. He’d never fucked a woman so hard in his life. She braced her free hand on the mirror, the flowers falling to the table in a pink-and-white-streaked jumble.
For once, he was rough. For once, he let go. Her pussy hugged his cock, soaked and burning hot, until his orgasm thundered through him in a sudden storm.
Tears trickled down Sonia’s cheeks, smearing what was left of her makeup and the bright stripes of pollen, as he pulsed inside her.
Finally, he withdrew, running his hands over her naked curves as her ragged breathing began to subside. Kissing the top of her head, he unwound his tie from her wrist. With one hand, he managed to get his condom off and drop it in a nearby trash can.
Easing herself off the dressing table, Sonia stood on shaky legs and leaned against it, facing him.
For a minute, no one spoke. Their breathing slowed, punctuated by a soft hiccup from Sonia, until Brendan broke the silence.
“Are you okay?”
He was unsure of what to do. Normally, he’d be cuddling, making nice, and drifting off pleasantly to sleep.
