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Being fucked by Dax’s thick, skilled fingers as his tongue explores me is like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
“We’ll work up to you taking my cock here,” he says as he licks me again and rises to his knees.
Oh.
His face softens as he looks at me in the mirror. “You don’t need to worry. You know I’ll take care of you.”
I know he will. He’ll take care of me. I trust him.
“You ready to watch now?” He runs a hand all the way up my back and wraps it over my shoulder with his palm placed over my tattoo.
“I’m ready.”
I hold his eyes, my body practically vibrating with need as he pushes the tip of his cock inside me. His mouth goes slack, and I’m hypnotized by the look of pure unfiltered pleasure that paints itself over his handsome face as he pushes further and further, until I’m so full of him that I need to take a breath as I wait for my body to fully accommodate him.
“You’re so tight. If you didn’t get so wet, there’s no way my cock would fit inside you so easily. You’re fucking stretched wide open to take me.” He glances down and flexes inside me, as if to prove his point, and I moan as I throb around him. “That feel good?”
“Uh-huh.” My lips part, and I whimper as he flexes again and cants his hips so that his balls kiss my skin.
My eyes meet his in the mirror, and they’re dark and glinting as he begins to move.
“How many times?” He pulls back and sinks into me again with force.
Thrust.
“How many times do I have to tell you?”
Thrust.“Use.”Thrust.“Your”Thrust.“Words.”Thrust.
I’m panting. Panting on shaking arms as Dax pumps into me from behind, his eyes holding mine and burning like black fire in the mirror. He fucks me without apology. Rough, deep, hard.
And I can barely catch my breath enough to get the words out.
“It… feels… good,” I cry.
Strands of his blond hair fall forward toward his eyes as he groans and drives into me, his hips smacking my skin with each thrust. The muscles in his stomach are tense, causing the tattoos to pull tight over his skin.
His pecs are rigid too, the beautiful compass set like stone over his heart. And his neck… it’s solid and tense, the leaves, and feathers too far away to see in full detail from this angle. Or maybe it’s the fact that my vision is starting to blur with the intense pleasure that’s building in my core.
I look back into his eyes, my mouth hanging open as I cry out with each hit. He strokes his thumb over the skin on my shoulder.
Over my tattoo.
My cloud.
My silver lining.
“You’re squeezing me, Sunbeam. You about to come for me?”
I gasp as I stare back into his eyes. They pinch a little at the corners as he alters the angle, and his cock piercing hits the sweet spot inside me.
He knows my body better than I do.
I’m about to explode at any moment.
“Y-yes!” I gasp as he continues to fuck me, stroking my shoulder.
“Good girl.”
