Page 93 of Guarded Love

"I can feel how close you are," I murmur, increasing my pace. "Your pussy is clenching around my fingers. You're so fucking wet for me."

"Oh God," she manages to say as her hips move in rhythm with my touch. "I'm going to?—"

"Not yet." I slow my movements, keeping her right on the edge. "Tell me what you see."

Her eyes stay locked on our reflection as she struggles to find words. "I see...I see you touching me. And I’m barely hanging on."

"What else?"

"I see how my nipples are so hard they almost hurt. How I can't stop moving against your hand."

"Good girl." The praise makes her whimper. "Now watch yourself come for me."

I kick my pace up a notch and her reflection shows everything. The way her mouth falls open, how her eyes go wide and desperate as she watches herself unravel.

"That's it," I growl against her ear. "Look at how beautiful you are when you let go. I could watch you do this forever."

While she rides out every sensations of her orgasm on my fingers, I make sure I hold her as tightly as I can in my arms. The sight of her coming undone in the mirror and watching herface change because of the pleasure she’s experiencing is the most erotic thing I've ever witnessed. When her breathing finally steadies, I turn her around to face me. Her legs are still shaky, and I keep her steady with my hands on her waist.

"Holy shit," she says, her forehead dropping against my chest. "That was..."

"Incredible," I finish for her, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "You're incredible."

She looks up at me with those bright green eyes, and there's something different in them now. Something softer, more open than I've ever seen before. It’s then I know I’ll never forget this moment.

"Your turn," she says as her hands slide down my chest.

Before I can protest, she's dropping to her knees in front of me. The sight of her looking up at me from that position makes my brain short-circuit completely.

"Willow, you don't have to?—"

"I want to." Her fingers wrap around my cock, and I have to brace one hand against the mirror behind her to keep from falling over. "I want to taste you."

Her tongue flicks out to taste the tip of my cock, and I swear my vision blurs. Every muscle in my body tenses as she takes me into her mouth, her eyes never leaving mine.

"Fuck," I say as I look up to see what we look like in the mirror. My free hand ends up tangled in her hair. "Kitten?—"

She hums around me, the vibration sending shockwaves through my entire system. Willow takes me deeper and the sensation is overwhelming. I have to fight every instinct not to thrust into her mouth. Instead I let her set the pace, watching in fascination as she works me with her tongue and lips.

"You're so good at this," I manage to say because my voice is strained. "So fucking perfect."

She pulls back slightly, her tongue swirling around the head of my cock before taking me deep again. The contrast between the gentle suction and the firm pressure of her tongue is driving me closer and closer to the brink. My grip in her hair tightens, and she moans around me in response.

"Just like that, baby," I say as I watch her reflection in the mirror behind me. "That’s how I fucking like it.”

She continues working me to the point where I don’t know which way is up or down. When she drags her tongue along the underside of my shaft before focusing on the sensitive spot just below the head, I know it’s almost game over.

"Wait," I breathe, trying to pull back slightly. "I'm going to?—"

But she doesn't let me retreat. One of her hands grips my thighs, holding me in place as she takes me deep again. The determination in her eyes tells me she knows exactly what she's doing, and she wants this as much as I do.

"Fuck, baby." My head falls back before I gather the strength to look down at her once more. "I can't hold back much longer."

She doesn’t make a sound, but I know she heard me because her pace increases, alternating between deep, slow movements and quick, focused attention on the head of my cock. The combination is devastating.

I can feel the tension building low in my spine, spreading through every nerve ending. My orgasm builds and builds until I can't hold back anymore. My release hits me like a freight train, and I come hard into her mouth with a groan that echoes off the hotel room walls.

She doesn't pull away, taking everything I give her while maintaining eye contact that makes the whole experience even more intense. When the last waves finally subside, I'm left breathing hard and staring down at her in amazement.

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