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She has not an ounce of makeup on, and she’s changed into a silk sleep outfit that looks like a little dress. Honestly, I don’t know if it’s pajamas or lingerie, but all I know is I want it off of her.
We keep our eyes locked on each other in the reflection as she stands there. She brings her hands up to her neck and seductively tosses her long blonde hair back behind her shoulders, before she pulls it up in a ponytail.
“God, you’re beautiful,” I say, as I continue to look at her through only the mirror.
She walks up to stand directly behind me, bringing her hands around my waist, her palms pressed against my muscles. “You’re not so bad yourself,” she whispers back, before she presses a kiss to my bicep.
My hand reaches over the top of hers and I interlock my fingers inside them, squeezing them as if I never want this moment to pass. I feel all the air in my lungs taken from me as I so desperately want to say the words I’ve been dying to say to her.
“I want you, Marc,” she murmurs against my skin. “This whole day…you in the shower this morning, our kiss on the mountain, the way you wanted to stand up for me… God, I want you so bad.”
I swallow the lump in my throat before I bring her hands down below the waistband of my sweatpants until she can feel how hard I'm beneath them. “Is this enough to prove that I want you too, baby?”
She unclasps her hands from mine and rounds my body until she’s standing in front of me, not bothering to waste a minute until her hands cup each side of my face and she’s pulling me down for a kiss. My body explodes at the touch from her hands, her lips, her body pressed into mine. My hands wrap around her waist, pulling her into me as I try so desperately to erase any inch between us.
“Do you feel what you do to me, Ave? Only you can get me this hard.” I bring my lips back down to her. “Only.”Kiss.“You.”
She grins up at me, meeting the pressure of our hips by pushing back into me. “We should probably do something about that, huh?”
I spin her around until she’s looking at us in the mirror, palm to her stomach and pulling her back flush with my body. Her hands cover the top of my hand and I begin to trail kisses along her shoulder.
“Look at us in the mirror,” I urge, while my other hand moves to cup her breasts over her lingerie. Her head falls back on my shoulder but her eyes stay fixed on me through the reflection. “What do you see?”
“I see the sexiest man alive holding me,” she says, almost panting in anticipation from my hands being all over her.
I grip one of her breasts, while my other hand skates its way down to her thigh. “What am I holding?”
“I-I…” she stutters slightly. “Everything. You’re holding everything right now.”
“Good answer, but wrong,” I rasp in her ear. “I’m holding my girl.” I bend down and brush my hands along her inner thighs, watching her face through the reflection as her breath hitches. “I don’t give a damn about this deal or anything that happens with it anymore. I want— no, I need—to know that you are mine.”
Her hand falls back on top of my hand that’s between her thighs and she guides me to her core and I realize she’s not wearing panties. She guides my fingers right into her wetness. “So take me, Marc.”
I thrust two fingers inside of her as far as they can go, and her body jerks while she lets out a moan and her eyes flutter closed. “Open your eyes, baby. I want you to watch yourself come all over my fingers. I want you to see how fucking perfect you are when you come for me.”
Her heavy panting fills the room, her legs are already starting to wither beneath her as I finger-fuck her in front of the mirror. She’s already close.
“Can I come? Please?”
I pick up the pace, bringing my mouth to her ear. “Since you’re such a good girl and asked so nicely.” I press my lips to the spot under her ear that I know sets her off. “Come for me.”
She does. Wildly, breathlessly and perfect. Moaning my name on her tongue as she loses her footing beneath me, soaking my hand as her cum drips down my wrists. I’m so fucking far gone for her, my stomach bounces with hope that she feels the same way I do.
“Fuck, Marc,” she says, coming down from her high. “How do you manage to always make me come harder every time?”
“I lose all restraint with you. Watching you come undone for me is…” I trail off, unable to find the words stuck in my throat. “Fuck, Ave. I need to be inside of you.”
“On the ground, sir,” she orders.
“The ground?”
“I want to watch all of it in the mirror. I want to see you slide inside me and make me come again until I’m seeing stars.”
I lower myself to the ground, close enough to the mirror that both of us can look. She straddles me with her ass facing me, reverse cowgirl. “I’m not going to last in this position.” I let out an amused breath, but it’s not a lie.
“We have all night, don’t we?”
She grips the base of my cock and lines it up with her entrance, lowering herself until I’m completely inside of her. I can see her face off to the side in the mirror and watch as her mouth makes the perfect O-shape when I reach full hilt.
