Page 124 of Gracefully Yours

His words—and his thumb, moving circles around my clit like he knew just how to make me see stars—set me over the edge, and I cried out. The noises echoed through the empty dance studio, and if I was in my right mind, maybe I would have found it in me to be embarrassed.

But I was floating up to the heavens, my whole body tingling with pleasure, even as Daniel kept up fucking me with those slow, shallow strokes inside of me, while tugging on my ponytail and paying equal attention to my clit.

“So good. So fucking good for me.”

He was a god. That was the only explanation. No man should have been able to make me feel like this.

I could feel myself spasming around him, the force of my orgasm nearly knocking me off of my feet if it wasn’t for Daniel’s arms still wrapped around my body.

When I finally came back to myself, I turned my neck just enough so I could actually look at him—not just through the mirror, and I giggled at the way his black, slightly shaggy hair was just about in his eyes. No part of him resembled the shy, collected engineer I’d known for almost a decade. This was Daniel in his rawest state—uncontrolled, caring about one thing and one thing alone. My pleasure.

But now I wanted to makehimcome. Wanted to feel the warmth rushing through me as he poured his release into my womb. I wanted to get my hands in his hair, to mess it up even further, but then he was picking me up, settling us onto the ground while still inside of me.

Shallow breaths filled the room as we sat there, me speared on his dick, his face flushed from the exertion and face twisted as he held himself back.

But I didn’t want that—I wanted him to come undone.

He guided my hand down to his cock, spreading my fingers so I could feel where he entered me as he thrust up with his hips just slightly, his shaft rubbing against my still-sensitive clit.

“Do you like that?” He asked. “Feeling how I fuck you?”

A moan was my only response.

“Daniel—” I cried as we both watched ourselves through the mirrors, him spreading my legs so I could see the way he was parting my folds, my fingers still feeling it every time he moved inside of me.

“Look how good you take all of me.”

And I did, watching the way he would thrust up into me, doing practically all the work as he held me in place with only his upper body strength.

Clenching down my muscles, I started rocking against him, moving in tandem with his thrusts, feeling him growing even harder inside of me.

“Fuck,Charlotte. You’ve ruined me for everyone else, you know that? I don’t know how I ever went without you.”

My breath caught as our eyes connected, and all I knew was I wanted to see his face as he came inside of me, if this was the time it took, I didn’t want to watch through the mirror. Sliding off of him, I stood up, wincing at the loss.

I whipped my sweater off, exposing my breasts to the nippy studio, though that wasn’t what had hardened my nipples.

“Fuck. I can’t wait to suck on those pretty little tits.”

Daniel grabbed my hand, trying to tug me back into his lap, but I shook my head, embarrassed despite what we were doing.

“Can we…” I bit my lip, wishing I had something to hide behind as his eyes trailed over my naked body. My cheeks pinked. No, they were on fire.

“What is it?” He looked concerned. “Are you okay?”

I shook my head, and he started to stand up, but I stopped him.

His cock was standing at attention, red and swollen with pre-cum oozing from the tip, and all I wanted was

“I want to look at you when you come,” I muttered, practically looking at the ground.

“Charlotte…” He gave a deep chuckle. “Come here.”

Scrambling over to him, he pulled me into his body, kissing me roughly as his hand found my ponytail holder and pulled it out, letting my blonde locks tumble over my pale skin.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured as he lowered me onto the ground, kissing down my body, spending time to worship each of my nipples with his tongue and mouth, sucking and licking and biting, driving me wild. He dropped a kiss to my stomach, before moving down lower.

“I need you,” I begged, when his teasing was driving me crazy. “Please.” Another kiss to the inside of each thigh, and then he positioned himself back at my opening, sliding home.

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