in a silent scream. Her eyes watch me in the mirror. I lean down and whisper in her ear with one more smack against her clit. “Watch me own this pussy.”
With that I pull back and slam into her. Her body jolts forward, her heavy breasts swaying with the harsh movement. But I don’t stop. I push in harder, making her back arch. Her fingers clutch at the sheets as she closes her eyes and bites down on the mattress. Nope. That’s not watching. As if hearing my thought, she quickly opens her eyes and stares, transfixed on the image of us in the mirror.
I dig my fingers into her flesh and rut into her heat. She’s drenched in arousal, making the movements fluid and easy. The smacking sounds of me punishing her pussy fill the room and fuel my need. I grunt as I hit the opening to her cervix with each thrust. Her body trembles, and a look of pain crosses her face. I know she’s got to be on edge with a mix of pain and pleasure. The intensity heightening her need to cum. It’ll make it that much better when she does. She takes it though, she takes every blow like a good girl.
I keep up my steady pace and reach forward to grab her breast. My fingers squeeze and pull her nipple. I slowly twist her hardened peak, feeling her pussy clamp down my dick. Fuck yeah, I know she fucking loves that. She thrashes and fights her need to pull away while also needing to push back for more. I fucking love that this is torturing her. Her eyes never leave the mirror though. I switch hands, still slamming into her welcoming heat, and twist and pull her other nipple. A small squeak escapes her lips, and she bites down on her arm in response. She’s trying so hard to listen. To take me fucking her while being quiet and watching. Her pussy tightens as a cold sweat breaks out along my body. I’m going to cum any minute, and so is she.
“You don’t cum till I tell you to,” I snarl. She whimpers and shakes her head. “Don’t you fucking dare.” Her body heats and shakes beneath me, needing its release. She struggles to hold on and obey. I make it even harder. I reach around her hips and run my fingers along the side of her clit. I need to get them nice and wet with her juices for what I'm about to do next. She bites her lips, and barely keeps her half-lidded eyes focused on the mirror.
“I can’t.” Her voice cracks as she moans her words. I feel her tightening around me. She better fucking not. I gather her juices on my fingers and move to her puckered hole.
“Yes, you can. And you will, doll; you won’t disappoint me.” Her eyes flash from the mirror to mine. “Eyes back on the mirror.” Her eyes immediately go back to the mirror. She’s so fucking good. I speed up and love how she has to hold in her screams, how her body fights for pleasure, but she’s denying it, waiting for me to allow it. I push my finger against her asshole and slam into her cunt. “Cum, Becca. Cum for me.” I slam in again and push my finger against her forbidden opening, waiting for her to cum. Waiting for it to relax, so I can slip it in. I slam into her once, twice, three more times and then she does it. Her mouth hangs open in ecstasy as her body shudders and heats with waves of intense pleasure.
My finger slips in, and she goes off like a fucking firecracker. The most delightful noises I've ever heard are ripped from her throat as pleasure rocks through her body. Sweat forms on my brow as I fight the need to cum. But I’m not blowing my load just yet. I twist my finger and fuck her ass as she relaxes around me, aftershocks rocking through her limbs.
I slowly pull out of her, both my finger and my dick. I’m so hard it hurts. I need to cum. Her eyes are closed, and she’s slumped on the bed. Her cheeks and chest are flushed. She so relaxed, so beautiful. I smile as I look down on her. That’s a good thing, because she’s gonna need to be relaxed for me to fit my dick in this tight little hole.
“Eyes on the mirror,