Page 62 of Pieces of Us
“Touch yourself.”
She lifts a hand from the counter, and I watch her reflection over her shoulder in the mirror. I know when she makes contact because I watch her eyes slowly close and her lips part.
“What are you thinking about?”
Her tongue rolls over her lips, then speaks. “The last time we were together. When you got on your knees for me.”
“Fuck, Mel, that’s a good memory. The way you tasted, the way you werewet for me, was incredible. So fucking wet. Look in the mirror. Give me your eyes.”
She raises her hooded eyes, and we make eye contact in the mirror.
“Remember how my fingers felt?”
She nods.
“Slide a finger in. Imagine it’s mine. Move how you would want me to move.”
Her breaths become quick and shallow. I can’t see her hand, but her arm is moving faster.
“Think about when I first slid into that pussy. God, Mel, you were so tight, so perfect. Like it was made for me.”
“Fuck, Linc.”
“The way you played with your tits, the sounds you made when my mouth was on them. You get so wet when I play with those gorgeous tits.”
She starts to shake, and her head falls forward. Before I can think better of it, I wrap my hand around her neck to raise her chin. Her eyes shoot open, but her hand is still moving.
“No looking down. I want to see your face when you come.”
She keeps her eyes locked with mine in the mirror.
She swallows hard before she speaks. “Can you choke me a little?”
Holy fuck.
“Has anyone done that to you before?”
She slowly shakes her head. My dick feels like it’s going to test the strength of my jeans. I feel pre-cum dampen the material of my boxers.
“Take your fingers out and play with your clit.” As I say the words, I squeeze the sides of her neck for a few seconds. I watchher reaction in the mirror. Her eyes widen and her cheeks turn a bright red. When I lessen my grip, her hips start to rock, risking her ass hitting my dick.
“Are you going to come for me?”
She nods in response.
“Words, Melonie. I want to hear you.” I squeeze her neck again.
She forces out a breathless, “Yes.”
I release her neck and remove my hand. I lock my eyes with hers one more time in the mirror and bring my body against her back, running my nose along the skin behind her ear. Then I move my lips to her earlobe.
“Come, Mel. Be a good fucking girl and come.”
I forget my damn promise not to touch her and reach to pinch her nipple, and it sends her over the edge. Her mouth opens in a silent scream, and her hips buck back as she comes. I grip her hips to prevent from falling back to the wall behind us as her ass bounces off my hard dick. She’s panting, bending over the sink, coming down.
Shit, I want her so badly right now. Her naked body is bent over right in front of me. I want to take her to her bed and fuck her. I deserve an award because it takes every ounce of my self-control to not claim her. But I said I would just watch. I already broke that promise by touching her.
I settle for rubbing between her shoulder blades. She turns her head to the side, still bent over.
