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“Look up,” he said, and I did, letting out a gasp as I saw the two of us reflected in the mirror opposite… me kneeling and him standing right behind me. We both appeared to be fully clothed, but that didn’t matter. I knew what was about to happen, and watching it made it even more exciting.
He grunted as he pushed inside me, his eyes never leaving mine, and I sighed out a moan of deep satisfaction.
“More…” I urged. “Give me more.”
He slammed into me, harder and harder.
“Fuck… you’re so damn tight.” I wondered why he only ever swore in front of me when we were making love, but I wasn’t about to ask. I was too busy trying not to lose my mind. There was something gloriously abandoned about just being taken, really hard and fast, watching him pound into me, forcing me further onto the bed with every stroke.
It didn’t take long – probably only a few minutes – before I felt a familiar quivering right at my core.
“I’m… I’m…” was all I managed to say before I was overwhelmed by pleasure. It seemed to start somewhere deep inside me and radiate outwards, consuming me. I struggled not to make a sound, but seeing my face in the mirror and the wondrous ecstasy written all over it, I couldn’t help myself, and I let out a wild scream. I saw the look of rapture on Hunter’s face, felt him explode, filling me, as he groaned, murmuring his love, and whispering my name in stuttering breaths.
He pulled out of me and flopped down onto the mattress at the same time as I collapsed forward beside him.
“God… that was good,” I whispered, breathing hard.
“It was.” I turned my head as he pulled me closer, kissing me gently. “As much as I’d love to lie here and hold you for a while, and maybe do all that again… the whole point of a quickie is that you don’t hang around.”
“Oh… I see.”
I went to get up, but he pulled me back down, rolling us over, so I was on my back and he was above me, nestled between my legs.
“Not so fast… I just need to say something.”
“Oh? What’s that?”
He sighed. “You make me happy, too, baby.”
I brushed my fingertips down his cheek and he dipped his head to kiss me, although I pulled back before we got carried away. “We need to go downstairs.” He rolled onto his back and I sat up and shimmied to the edge of the bed before standing. “Pat’s cooked dinner. The least we can do is to be there to eat it.”
He smiled up at me. “I think you might wanna straighten yourself out a little first.”
I wandered to the mirror and let out a cry of surprise when I saw myself properly. “What happened to me? I looked okay just now.”
He got up and came over, standing behind me, his hands on my waist. I smiled at his reflection, pushing my fingers back through my disheveled hair to straighten it a little. “You looked better than okay. You looked fantastic. But, your hair is the least of your problems, babe.”
“Why?”
He chuckled. “Your skirt…”
I pushed it down and looked at myself in the mirror again. “It’s so creased.” He laughed out loud, and I turned to face him, gently slapping him on the chest. “Stop it.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s not funny.”
“Yeah, it is.”
I stepped back, gazing at him, and realized that he’d fastened his jeans again. “How can you look so unruffled, while I look such a wreck?”
“I don’t know… but you’re my wreck.”
“I am?”
“Yeah. I’m the one who’s responsible for making you look like this.”
“In that case, I think you should help me smarten up, don’t you?”
