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I groan and circle her clit, slowly at first, then building the speed and the pressure, until I can feel her legs shaking and her pulse racing.
“Eyes open,” I snap, as hers start to drift shut again. “You’re going to see how beautiful you are when you come, Kitten, and then you’re going to watch me fuck you.”
“Dray,” she calls out, eyes wide open.
Her clit quivers against my fingertips. I flick it hard. Once, twice, three times, four and she’s coming.
“So good,” I growl as I plunge two fingers deep inside her, feeling the way she convulses around me.
Her eyes are like two green moons in the mirror. Vivid, alert, soaking this image in.
“See?” I whisper down her ear, “see how beautiful you are.”
She shudders and judders with the aftershocks of her orgasm and then I’m sliding down my sweats and her panties, walking her closer to the mirror still.
I bend her forward a little and brace her hands against the mirror, covering them with mine.
“Up on your toes and part your legs a little for me, Kitten,” I instruct her and she does. I whistle, shaking my head. “You have one beautiful ass too.”
She’s a lot smaller than me, so I have to bend my knees, but then I’m nudging my cock through her folds. The head of my cock hooks inside her and she gasps.
“You want it?” I ask her.
She moans, but I want to hear her say it. I want to know how much she needs it.
“Use your words, Kitten. Come on, do you want to be fucked or not?”
“I do,” she says, her voice all breath now.
“And your wish is my command.” I grin and thrust my cock hard up inside her, lifting her right up onto the tips of her toes. “Yes,” I say, meeting that green gaze of hers in the mirror once more. “Take a look at just how fucking wonderful that looks, my hard cock, deep inside your pussy, Kitten. Just where it belongs. You like the way that feels, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she whimpers, squirming because she wants friction. She wants to be fucked.
I glide out of her, savoring the way her pussy walls cling to me like they don’t want me to go. When I’m all the way out, bar just my cockhead, I pause. She squirms some more and don’t I love that.
Then I slam into her hard, the mirror shaking beneath our palms.
I set a steady pace. Fucking her hard and slow and powerfully. Making sure she feels all of me, takes all of me.Making sure I’m hitting all the spots inside her over and over again.
“You’re so beautiful, Briony,” I tell her, loving the way her full tits swing with our movement, loving all those filthy noises that come tumbling out of her mouth. “You deserve orgasms and fuckings every single day – multiple times a day. And I’m going to make sure you get them.”
Talking of multiples, it’s clear this girl can. She’s on the verge of another one right now. I can tell by the way she bites down hard on her lip, her stomach muscles tightening, her legs shaking.
“Dray,” she says, tears pooling in the corners of her eyes. She shakes her head from side to side. “I can’t!”
“You can, my beautiful kitten. Just a little more.” I groan as I sink into her again. “Take just a little more of me.”
I nip at her neck, my eyes locked on that reflection, soaking in every part of her. She’s doing the same. No eyelids fluttering now. She’s as absorbed by the sight of the two of us doing this as I am.
Her hands slide down the mirror, she lets out a strangled cry. I thrust into her one more time and she falls apart.
“There ain’t nothing more beautiful than that in the entire fucking realm,” I tell her, as I come right after her, pumping deep inside her pussy.
Chapter Five
Briony
Dray rests his chin on my shoulder, his arms linked around my waist, one of his panty-destroying smiles stretched across his face, breath panting, shoulders heaving up and down.
