a minute of her peering back at me pleadingly, but she faces her reflection.
“This is who you are, Thea. This is the girl I see. Look at her—you. You’re beautiful. Forget everything else.” I kiss her hip and trail a path to the sun-shaped birthmark I’m obsessed with, biting her skin lightly. With a tug, she lands in my lap. “Come back here.”
Tension lingers in her body. I spend long minutes placing feather-light kisses over every inch of skin I can reach, holding her hair up as I focus on the back of her neck and shoulders. Eventually she melts against my chest.
An ember burns around my heart. I will make her see what I do—what I saw that first night we sexted.
While she’s relaxed, I nudge her legs wider, so she’s spread gorgeously for me. She’s no longer paying attention to the mirror, but I am, watching the way her lashes flutter, the way she tips her head back when I caress her tits, and the way she arches when I tease my touch between her legs.
Time slows to a drowsy pace as I finger her, peeking at the mirror each time I grind my cock against her perfect ass. She makes soft sounds when I brush her clit and pump my fingers deeper. I know I’m driving her crazy, working her body with deliberate touches.
“Connor,” Thea murmurs, sounding drunk and delirious as I keep her balanced on the edge and walk her back before she can come. “Please. Please. It’s too much.”
“Shh, not yet. It’ll be so good, baby, I promise.” I kiss her temple, licking the damp sweat beading her skin. “A little longer.”
She whines, hips shifting with the slow pace I set, silently begging me to give her more. She’s forgotten all about her hesitation with the mirror, all she can think about is the orgasm I’m keeping her a breath away from. With a devious grin, I fall back on an elbow, tugging my phone from my pocket with my free hand and pop back up, hugging her against me.
“Connor?”
“Right here. Now, baby girl,” I rasp, smoky and hot against her ear, sending tremors through her body. “I know you want to come so bad, right?”
Thea nods, pushing her ass on my dick, distracting me for a moment. I grab my phone.
“I’ll let you come. But we’re going to try something. I’m going to play with your perfect tits, and you’re going to ride my fingers until you come. Don’t look away from the mirror. Cool?”
“I—okay,” she says, blushing and biting her lip.
Humming, I kiss her cheek. “Good girl. There’s one more thing you’re going to do.”
“What?” Her voice is husky with need.
I hold up my phone in front of her, setting it up on the camera app. Thea flicks her gaze over her shoulder, a cute wrinkle between her eyebrows.
“I want you to take pictures of yourself. Watch your face when you take your pleasure on my fingers. I want you to see everything I see when you come.” Her eyes widen and I draw her into a kiss. “These ones are just for me and you. You can do whatever you want with them after—delete them, whatever.”
The hesitation clears from her expression and she takes the phone. I drop another kiss on her shoulder as she shifts on my lap, holding the phone up.
“That’s my girl. Don’t stop watching.”
I take my time working her back to the brink, teasing her sensitive pussy until she’s back to whimpering, the click of the camera shutter punctuating her shallow breathing. It’s so fucking hot. She’s so wet, my fingers slip through her folds and slide into her easily, her pussy practically swallowing my fingers. This time I don’t stop her from moving her hips, encouraging her to fuck herself on my fingers.
Heat pulses in my groin and it takes everything in me to let her have this instead of ripping my jeans off and fucking her hard until she screams. She needs this.
“You look so sexy,” I say into her neck as I roll a nipple. “You see that?”
“Yes,” she gasps, moving faster.
“God, yes, baby. That’s it. Fuck my fingers until you come.” As she bucks, I rub her clit with my thumb. My wrist cramps in protest, but I’m not stopping. Those high-pitched sounds escaping her tell me she’s so close to falling apart. “You look so good.”
The camera app clicks with shot after shot. At this point I think she’s so far gone she’s