Page 126 of Corrupt Me

On command, I open them. He places his chin on my shoulder, his arm wrapped around my belly as our eyes lock in the mirror. It’s so intense and erotic, I could faint if it wasn’t for him holding my gaze, keeping me in place—anchoring me to him.

Two fingers dive inside my pussy, and I clench around them, a stuttered breath escaping my lips.

He doesn’t have to tell me again to keep watching because the sight hypnotizes me as he fucks me with his fingers. When his thumb comes into play, I don’t stand a chance. I am about to come apart in his arms when suddenly, he stops.

A sound of frustration tumbles out of my mouth.

“Shh, kitten, I have you. You’re going to come so hard. I promise. Patience.”

How can I be patient when he teased me with a release? I was so close. I’m so horny I can’t see straight.

He puts his fingers glistening with my wetness in my mouth, and then he kisses me—my juices mix with his minty taste, and another tremor breaks free.

As he lowers to his knees, he pulls my thong down, his teeth dragging from my ass cheeks down my thighs before he slaps them apart—fully trapped in a sexual trance. Even dazed, I know what he wants. I lift one leg, then the other, and he throws the panties aside. Standing up, he brushes his fingers up my thighs, heating my skin. Then, he unhooks my bra. I am naked—fully on display for him.

He flicks my nipples with one hand, and I hear him pulling his zipper down with the other. My belly clenches, the anticipation driving me insane. I am on edge, squirming in need of more, but he loves that because there’s a smirk curling those sinful lips of his.

He guides his cock between my thighs—big, veiny, and long. I gulp, knowing how good it will feel once he’s inside of me, but it always comes with a stretch—with a fullness that has me gasping for air.

He thrusts in and out of my folds, simulating what he will do to my pussy. I clutch his arm, but no intelligible words form. I don’t even know what I want from him—whether to keep going or to stop teasing me and just fuck me already, giving me that promised release.

He reads my body well because he says, “Such a good girl craving my cock…”

“Please.” I need him to fill me, or I’ll climb the walls in my desperation.

He finally does, freeing me from the sweet ache by shoving himself inside of me to the hilt, engulfing all my senses. I would have stumbled forward if it wasn’t for his tight hold on me.

Any trace of gentleness ends as he fucks me so hard I bite into his arm to muffle the sounds, even though I know he won’t like it.

A slap to my pussy has me lifting onto my toes and curling them at the same time.

“When I fuck my girl, I want to hear her. Am I clear?”

It’s a fight I would have lost anyway, so I give in, embracing the ecstasy, no longer caring if someone might hear me.

“Clear.” He’s the one pleasuring me, and if he wants me to scream, I will shout to the world how good he makes me feel.

As he rams into me, it could be my brain having trouble focusing, but I could swear every time he hits deeper inside of me, there’s a small bulge in my stomach. A shiver threatens to push me over the edge as he traces my pelvis.

His features pull taut with sheer delight. “That’s why I picked the mirror so you can see what my cock does to you.”

“Rearranging everything inside of me?” I ask with a moan.

An orgasm stirs to life, but it feels more like it will shatter me when it reaches its peak. My body pulls taut, and I squeeze him so hard he groans and bites into my neck. He comes a bit, too, and that is my breaking point. Frenzy overtakes me as I come on a long moan; it’s like I’m riding an endless wave.

Gripping my waist, I not only feel but see the prints of his fingers as he continues to fuck me. The veins in his neck throb as he pushes in and out of me. Sated, I am just a vessel for his pleasure. He takes whatever he needs from me. Sex between us is always so frenzied, so passionate that I don’t even know why it surprises me that it gets better and more intense.

He drags me down with him on the floor. I end up straddling his lap, still connected. While I grind on him, chasing another high, he takes charge while looking in the mirror. Out of curiosity, I look over my shoulder and see his hands splayed on my ass cheeks. He spreads them, and I catch sight of his cock nestled inside my pussy, cramming it full. The view is so erotic I can’t stop staring.

He brings his index finger to my mouth. “Suck.”

I wrap my lips around it, lulled by his deep voice.

“Good. We want it all lubed when it goes into your asshole.”

A delicious shiver runs down my spine.

“Every hole is mine and, love, they will all get fucked by my tongue, fingers, and dick.”

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