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“Just like that?” He laughs, just on the right side of mean even as his lashes flutter in pleasure.
“Nick,” I whine, unable to come up with anything other than his name as I shake through the aftershocks.
“Hush, baby, I’ve got you.”
His hands clamp down hard enough to bruise as he starts up a brutal rhythm, pulling almost all of the way out before slamming back into me on every thrust.
It has my head spinning—too much too soon after an orgasm I wasn’t ready for, but he doesn’t slow down for a second. He fucks me like a doll, yanking me back and forth over his massive cock as quiet noises of pleasure drip from his lips.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he groans, grinding deep inside of me. “So tight and wet around my cock.”
I whimper in overwhelmed bliss, my arms shaking and my fingers curling helplessly in the dark silk sheets. Nick moans as he carves a place for himself inside of me, stretching me out to fit every last inch of his cock. I drop my head down between my shoulders as I moan breathlessly, my hair hanging like a curtain over my face.
“Keep that head up, Princess,” he taunts, not slowing his thrusts for a second. “Let everyone on the other side of that mirror see just how well I fuck you. Show them what they can’t have.”
The reminder of our potential audience jolts through me like lightning, and I raise my head to stare at our reflections. Hechuckles as I clench down around him, his grin dark and dangerous in the mirror.
His muscles bunch as he fucks into me, nails digging into my skin.
I can’t take my eyes off him in the mirror, the flush across his face and the sweat glistening on his chest as he takes me apart piece by piece. It feels like the whole world is shattering around me, broken by the pleasure lighting up every last one of my nerve endings. My orgasm gives me more warning this time, building low in my gut as he hits every single spot inside of me that makes me shake.
I push back into his thrusts, panting out broken pleas.
“Yeah, that’s it, such a good girl for me.” His thrusts start to lose their rhythm, his hips grinding harshly against mine as blissful pleasure creeps up on both of us. “You ask for permission before you come, got it?”
I nod, a hoarse shout tearing from my throat when my arms fail me, sending me tumbling face-first into the mattress. It only serves to get him impossibly deeper inside of me, and he moans as his thrusts quicken.
“So close, Nick, I can’t,” I gasp, my eyes rolling back into my head as he pins my shoulders down against the mattress. “Fuck, right there, yes, please! I need to come, please let me come on your cock, I?—”
He cuts me off by reaching around to slide his fingertips over my clit, starting up a vicious pattern that has me tensing in bliss immediately.
“You can come,” he says, the words trailing off on a moan. “That’s it, come for me, Riley.”
My peak hits me before he even finishes speaking, my whole body tensing as pleasure burns through me. I wail out a garbled attempt at his name as my vision goes white with bliss.
Not even ten seconds later, he slams as deep into me as he can get and stills, a broken groan falling from his lips as he lays his forehead between my shoulder blades. I can feel every hot pulse of his cock as he fills me up, come coating the walls of my pussy and leaking out around the base of his cock.
He peels one hand off my hip to tangle our fingers together, squeezing my hand wordlessly as we pant raggedly.
“Such a good girl,” he whispers, peppering exhausted kisses over my bare shoulders. “My good girl.”
I nod, too tired out to do anything but agree.
“Yes… I’m yours.”
CHAPTER 15
NICK
I’m only out of bed for the three seconds it takes me to tug the blinds outside the two-way mirror closed, unwilling to be away from her for longer than absolutely necessary.
Now that she’s in my hands, I don’t want to let her go even for a moment.
The show is over, and while I wanted everyone to see just how perfect Riley is for me, I have no intention of sharingthiswith anyone. The sight of her fucked-out and looking at me like I’m her whole world is for me alone.
I’ve waited for what feels like my entire life for her, and finally having her—properlyhaving her—is better than I could have ever imagined. She’s the most stunning thing I’ve ever laid eyes on.
I don’t want to let anyone else ever look at her again.
