demand. Her head shoots up and our gaze connects in the mirror. “Now, relax and let yourself feel this. Br the master of your own body, your won feelings.”
In as much as I just wanted a quick hard fuck against the wall, this right here has to be hottest thing that has ever happened to me.
I feel her body relax in my arms, then I direct her to middle and forefinger to part her lips and starts massaging her clit and God is she wet.
“Oh God.”
“Julian, baby. It’s just Julian.”
Not wanting to hear her quirky retort right now, I make sure to apply pressure to her fingers, making her pinch her clit and she jumps, but I hold her down.
“Don’t you dare look away, no matter the storm you’re brewing.” Because this is for her, this is her show.
She’s brave enough not to look away, her eyes holding mine captive like she’s daring me to take her over the edge. Making sure to keep on that very edge, I direct her to pinch her clit again and this time, she moans so loud, letting go of all her inhibitions, but I don’t want her to come like that.
There’s something else I want her to try but I want her to realize that I’m the only one who will ever do it for her, nit her fucking fingers, or anyone else’s for that matter.
So, sliding our fingers down her slit, I direct her fingers, then sink both our forefingers into her slick, hot wet pussy. Immediately, she clenches down so tight I groan, she moans. I’m at the point of pain at this point but this isn’t about me.
Slowly I direct her to finger herself, with each stroke, her body moves up and down, her ass rubbing my dick over my jeans, I know I need to step back or else I’ll make a mess out of myself and honestly, if I’m coming, it’s going to be inside her.
“Oh shit.” Her eyes glazed over, she rests the back of her head on my shoulder then wraps her other around my neck, resting her full weight on me. “Fuck.”
There’s something enthralling about the way she whispers that, her voice echoing in the studio. I increase the tempo that slowly leave her to finger herself. But the moment I do that, she tenses up.
“Julian, please.”
Her reluctance for me to leave makes my chest ache.
“It’s okay, you’re fucking incredible.” I withdraw my fingers fully, making her eyes widen with panic.
“But…” she starts protesting but I cut her off, keeping that authoritative bite in my voice for good measure.
“No buts, make those pretty little fingers dance for me, Mia.” I whisper, planting a kiss in her hair, then hold her gaze in the mirror.
Slowly, tentatively, like a Sunday school, choir-loving angel, she starts fingering herself.
“Add another finger.” I watch as through the mirror as she follows my instruction. “Add another one. It’ll make you feel full.”
Not as full as I know I she craves.
“Julian.” She moans, as smack tremors and quacks start taking over her body.
“Go faster and deeper.” I watch her transform into a vixen in front of my eyes, watch her work herself, her body almost spasming out of control.
“Oh God, I think I’m going to…”
“Come.”
Her body grows tense as her roll to the back of her head, a low, throaty moan on her tongue as she comes like a pro. I wait for her to compose herself.
“Now lick those fingers.” I growl so low in my chest and watch amused as her cheeks ting red. She wasn’t expecting that at all.
“What…”
“Now, Mia.”
With a bit of hesitation, she brings her fingers to her lips, then like a temptress, she holds my gaze, opens her utterly kissable and fuckable mouth, and starts sucking her fingers.
I ALMOST COME RIGHT THEN AND THERE.
“Shit.”
“Am I doing it right?” I don’t say a word, just staring at her. She fucking knows what she’s doing. “Wanna taste?”
She doesn’t wait for me to respond, she bring her fingers to my lips, her eyes daring me to suck. On automatic, I open my mouth and suck her juices off her fingers like a deprived, sex-crazed asshole.
“Fuck this shit!”
Not meaning to be so rough, I spin her in my arms then crash my lips to hers, plundering her mouth with my tongue until the sweetness of her come coats my tongue. She tastes exactly as I thought she would. Like a sweet angel with canal thoughts.