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“I’m going to taste this, and you’re going to watch yourself in that mirror.”
No. No. Absolutely not. “Lucas…”
“Come on, Allie. What did you want me to do to you?”
My god, he’s going to manipulate me now? I take a deep breath and find myself in the mirror. Lucas kneeling in front of me isn’t so bad to look at, either.
“You used to hide these.” His fingers barely graze the skin under my breasts. “They’re so perfect. They’re soft and you fed our son with them. They’re not uneven, Allie. They’re woman. Not a single body is perfect, but yours is flawless to me. So hold them and squeeze them for me.”
It’s oddly sweet, but it’s not me. I glance down at him and he arches a brow at me. “Lucas…”
“Be a good girl.” Lucas grabs my hair from behind, pulling until I’m forced to look back up. He releases my hair and parts my lips with his fingers. His pointed tongue skirts around the outside of me and I shudder, squeezing my breasts.
While he swirls his tongue inside of me and sucks on my clit, I see what he sees. My hair he messed up himself. The red lips he likes—I like them too. They are sexy on me. I don’t notice the flaws I hide. I just see myself, only naked.
“Oh, fuck.”
Lucas reaches around to grab my ass and pulls me closer to him, and my mouth falls open. I do as he said, though. I watch myself with this beautiful man between my legs, desperately drinking everything from my body.
It’s like I’m a goddess in this room with him beneath me.
I scoot closer to him and he smiles against me, humming with his approval, sending shocks through me.
“Oh, don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.” Even when I plead with him, I like how I look when I do it. His fingers dig deeper into me and Lucas’ tongue and lips send me into overdrive. I watch myself come on his tongue and Lucas doesn’t waste time ripping the panties over my heels and on the floor.
“Lucas, what—“
He shoves down his boxer briefs and stands me up. “Fuck, you’re so good, Allie.” He kisses me and holds me up on my shaky legs before sitting down on the bed where I was before. Lucas pulls me into his lap, my back to his chest, and we stare at one another in the mirror. His bulging dick presses against my back. He reaches down and rubs the outside of my overstimulated pussy.
A whimper escapes me and Lucas smirks, watching me, so I grab my breasts for him and play with them. My heels barely touch the floor, and my legs spread open with him beneath me is something I never imagined enjoying from this angle.
He nibbles on my shoulder and sighs. “Your turn.”
Lucas pulls my hands down from my chest and I lift enough for him to position himself at my opening. We keep our eyes on one another while I sink down onto him.
“Oh fuck, just like that.” His eyes close and head falls back until I lift back up and slam down onto him. Lucas bites off another curse and grabs my hips, forcing me down harder on him, demanding every awful noise from my throat.
“Watch those tits bounce, baby.” I see more than that, but I’m not repulsed by it. The wet sounds from his dick sliding in and out of me to the slapping of our skin, to every breathy moan Lucas breathes into my ear. I float higher into something else entirely.
Euphoria.
Before I know it, I’m the one in control, grinding my hips on him, chasing a release he’s been subtly building all night. I move harder and faster, as he encourages me to keep watching how I look in his eyes. Every labored movement of my own adds to the tension building, and my body is fully aware of every inch where Lucas makes contact. My eyes squeeze shut and my mouth falls wide open when I cry out in ecstasy. Lucas comes right as I clench and spasm around him.
He holds me up to his chest when I fall apart and pulls us down onto our sides on the bed.
“I’ll be right back.”
Lucas gets up and grabs a towel to clean up my legs and helps me into bed.
Some amount of time passes. Hours, minutes—I don’t know. While he holds me from behind, we watch the moon over the ocean and while I’m happy to be here with him, I can’t wait to get home.
“You’re thinking about him, aren’t you?”
I nod. “I miss him.”
Jadon’s with my dad for the week, and even though I don’t mind walking around with an open robe here, I miss the way he likes to just be held or show me the same “trick” on repeat.
“I miss him, too. We should bring him here in the summer. I think he would like it.” He holds me tight against his chest. “I love you, Allie.”
