Across from the bed is a full length, gilt-framed mirror. My nerves are getting the better of me.
“I…,” I start, but I don't know how to finish it.
“What is wrong, my darling?”
“I’ve never looked at myself totally naked in front of a mirror before. I usually avoid them.”
Fabian trails kisses from my shoulder all the way up to the nape of my neck. “Then allow me to look with you and show you what I see.”
I’m still nervous, but I agree. He stands me in front of the mirror, his hands framing my shoulders.
“Look at yourself while I touch you and tell you a few things,” he says.
I relax against his firm chest behind me, while his arm reaches around to hold my waist. Kissing my shoulders, he says, “Look at your long, beautiful legs. They help you run, do yoga, and pretty soon they’re going to be wrapped around me while I fuck you with my tongue.”
The image causes my nipples to tighten in response.
“And,” he continues, “look at your breasts. So large and plump and tempting.”
Watching him reach around with both hands to wrap me up, holding my right tit with his left hand and my left tit with his right, is about the most erotic experience of my life. I feel myself giving in to what he sees. My mind has been so under the control of what I think I should look like that I never tried to look at myself through the eyes of someone who cares.
“Tell me,” he says, rolling my nipples between his fingers, “do you touch yourself like this? Do you toy with your whole body when you pleasure yourself?”
“Yes, just not in the mirror.”
“While I’m massaging your breasts, let me watch you touch your clit.”
My heart is hammering. I can’t believe this is happening. I widen my stance, then reach down and use one hand to spread open my lower lips while the other finds my clit. In the mirror, my cheeks burn bright red, my lips are swollen, and my eyes are glazed over with lust. I have never come twice in one night, never thought it was possible until now. I do as he says and rub circles around my clit while he presses his hard cock into my lower back.
“So sexy, ma tigresse.”
All I can do is moan and pant, need burning me up inside.
“Are you ready to do what I want you to do next, my darling?”
My legs tremble. I’ll do absolutely anything this man says. Anything.
Chapter 5
Hugo
“Turn to the side and watch me in the mirror.”
My Laney does as I say, and I give her breasts one last caress with my palms before kneeling down behind her. “Spread for me,” I instruct her. “Spread for me and keep your hands on your breasts.”
She’s such a good listener. As soon as she spreads I reach my hand through and cup her pussy, fitting my fingers between her folds and covering my hand with her juices. I worship her ass cheeks with my lips, teeth and tongue while I explore her pussy with one hand and caress the soft skin on the back of her thighs with the other.
“You’re making me weak. What if I fall? What if my knees give out?”
Between deep, wet kisses, I rumble, “Then I’ll die a happy man with my face in your ass.”
The exaggeration seems to turn her on even more, and I feel her swollen clit bumping against my fingers.
“I don’t want you to die, not even of happiness,” she says.
Because I am the most dastardly fellow, I give her no choice in the matter. “My life, my choice,” I say as I move my hand around her hip to massage her clit with my dominant hand. With two fingers of my other hand, I enter her hot, wet passage as I kiss and lick my way, ever so gradually, down the split of her backside.
“Eyes in the mirror, my flower,” I say. The intense eye contact in the mirror while I work my way lower and lower with my mouth is causing my erection to be downright painful. “Look at you. Look at this ass. I’ve wanted to own this juicy peach since the moment I saw you. And now, for tonight, it’s mine.”