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Pulling away from him, I pant as I stare at him. “You didn’t come.”

“Not yet, I didn’t.” He grins, lifting me off his lap and setting me on my feet. “Hands on the vanity, bent over with your ass in the air. I want you to watch me as I fuck you and fill you with my cum.”

I rub my thighs together as I stare at him for a moment before hurrying over to do as requested. My hands are shaking as I lay them on the vanity and bend over. My eyes rise to the mirror, watching as he stands and stalks toward me with a look of hunger on his face—he looks like he wants to devour me.

Yes, please.

My lingerie has shifted, sitting somewhat uncomfortably against my cunt. I want to reach down to fix it, but something tells me Damon won’t approve.

He comes to a stop behind me, eyes meeting mine in the mirror as his hands stroke over my lace-covered ass. “Oh, yes. This is perfect.”

Then he’s pushing back into me, his eyes still locked with mine. I can’t seem to tear my eyes away from his as he drives into me hard and fast. I want to watch the way his body ripples as he moves, but all I can see is his green eyes as they stare back at me.

There’s just something so hot—so intense—about staring into one another’s eyes as he fucks me.

I squeak as his hand comes down on my ass while my cunt squeezes around him, the sound quickly turning into a moan.

“Hmmm…I’m already learning so many new things about you, Mackenzie. I can’t wait to see what else I learn about you this weekend.”

Then all the talking stops as he focuses on pummeling me into the vanity.

I’ve never had sex in front of a mirror before, and boy, have I been missing out. I highly recommend it.

Damon’s eyes finally turn away from mine as he watches his cock slide in and out of me. I lick my lips as my eyes travel along his body, enjoying the way his muscles move under his skin as he takes me.

Moans spill from me as he adjusts my hips, hitting the perfect place inside of me. I’m surprised to realize another orgasm is building. Over the last few years, I haven’t been able to come more than twice during sex. Though, that might have had more to do with the men I was with and less about me, if this experience is anything to go off of.

“I’m so close, Mackenzie. I want you to come with me. Touch yourself. Rub your clit. Do whatever you have to do to come with me,” Damon demands, and I lift one hand away from the vanity to reach down and do just that.

“Well, this is unexpected.”

My eyes jerk up and meet those of a man standing in the doorway.

My mouth falls open, and I come.

Chapter Eleven

Royce

Ifollow Mel through the club and down the hall I know leads to the dressing rooms.

I haven’t even texted Cormac to let him know I was able to buy them both. I’ll have to wait until I pick up Damon and Mackenzie—no, Phoenix and Blaze—and head to the car. He’ll be ecstatic, as will Parker.

Hopefully.

I really hope this is the right thing to do. I just want to make Parker happy, and he hasn’t been in months. Not that I can blame him, but I’m really hoping this helps—even if it’s just for the weekend.

Taking a deep breath, I smile when my escort stops outside of the room labeled for Phoenix. She returns the smile, reaching for the doorknob and turning it.

A noise reaches my ears, and I tilt my head. Are those…moans?

Mel swings the door open, revealing a sight straight out of a fantasy. Damon has Mackenzie bent over the vanity as he ruts into her from behind. The sounds coming from them have my cock hard in a millisecond.

“Well, this is unexpected,” I say, voice droll.

The most beautiful gray eyes meet mine in the mirror—just in time for Mackenzie to come.

She’s magnificent to watch as she falls apart. I keep my eyes on hers as she screams out Damon’s name. His hips jerk, pace becoming unsteady before he’s shouting his out release.

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