Page 20 of On a Fault Line

I’ve literally just shaved her pussy bare and now she’s being shy?

I set her on the countertop facing the huge vanity mirror with her knees bent and pushed back by my arms.

“Look at yourself. See how fucking incredible you look while I watch as well.”

Forcing her own eyes to open, Penny takes a peek. And then shuts them.

And then opens them again.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen her eyes grow as much as they are right now.

“I’m stunned,” she mutters and then lets out an awkward laugh. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen myself this close up. And definitely not with someone else enjoying the view as well.”

“You look so fuckable. I love being able to see all parts of you. I like you wild, but I also like you tame.”

“Variety is the spice of life,” Penny says, clicking her tongue.

I unclasp her bra and then reach around to hold both globes in my palms. It’s the perfect amount. More than a handful but not overwhelming to her smaller frame.

Giving them a squeeze, I watch as her head falls back onto my shoulder.

“That feels so good.”

“Too hard?” I challenge.

She shakes her head. “I like it a little rough, Collins.”

“Oh yeah, you do. But I want to dirty you up, Penny, and come all over those freshly shaven pussy lips.”

“I want that too,” Penny says, her voice full of desire.

Spinning Penny around, I push her ass back against the cold glass and help her to bend her knees onto the counter.

I strip out of my boxers, gripping my cock in my fist.

Pumping it a few times, I feel the skin pulling to an achy level.

Holding my palm out and under her mouth, I provide her a one-word directive—“Spit.” And she does.

My hand finds my cock again, and I use Penny’s saliva as lubricant.

“I need you to be a good girl and play with yourself. I want to see what you enjoy, Princess.”

There is nothing more mesmerizing than watching Penny get lost in pleasure. She makes me want to fuck her into submission.

Penny glides her fingers along her bare slit, rubbing her moisture all over her clit, before dipping a finger inside her pussy.

“Look at my porcelain doll playing with herself. What a good little toy you are.”

“Yes,” she says breathily, stroking herself and causing her juices to leak out.

“I want your body to crave what only I can give to you.”

She is breathtaking. “Hmm…”

“Tell me a dark fantasy of yours, Princess. I want your words to get us both off.”

“I, ah…”

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