Page 586 of Rock Me All Night
"After we met. Had to see what I was dealing with. You should change your privacy settings. Want me to do it?"
"Well, if any pervert can see pictures of me in a bikini, yeah."
He chuckles. "I will. But I have something else to do first."
"What's that?"
"You ever watch yourself come?"
"No."
He pulls me off the couch. "Then I have to pop your cherry."
* * *
Pete leadsme to the downstairs bathroom. He's aggressive and hungry as he pins me to the wall and presses his lips to mine.
We're moving quickly from conversation to kissing, but it feels right. There are so many things I can't articulate. That he can't say. But the feelings are there in our kiss. They pour between us.
He plants his body behind mine, his chest against my back, his crotch against my ass. Mmm. He's hard.
"Palms against the wall." His voice is deep, commanding. He pulls his t-shirt over his head. Pushes his boxers to his feet. "Look at the mirror, Jess."
My gaze goes right to the reflection of his eyes. There's so much desire in his expression.
"Watch how fucking sexy you are." He digs his hand through my hair, pulling my body onto his.
My cheeks flush. Can I really watch myself? I have a side view of us, from our knees all the way to the tops of our heads.
He pulls off my t-shirt. Pushes my shorts to my ankles. He has my body pinned to his.
I'm at his mercy.
I can't do anything but watch. I can see my chest, my stomach, my ass, my thighs. My glasses. I'm still in my glasses. I go to take them off but Pete stops me.
"Keep them on." He brings his hands to my hips. "This might be fast. Was thinking about you all night."
My sex clenches as I watch him position our bodies. As I watch him slide inside me.
Mmm. He always feels so good.
He kisses his way from my lips to his ear. Then he's sucking on my earlobe. One hand stays in my hair. The other stays on my hips, pinning me in place as he works his magic thrusting into me.
Pleasure knots inside me quickly. It's intense. I want to close my eyes. But I don't. I keep watching us, watching our bodies join, watching the way his thighs tense and his fingers dig into my skin.
He pulls away from my ear, watching the reflection the way I am. Damn, the way he's watching me. It makes me dizzy.
I'm almost there.
Every thrust is intense. I arch my back, rocking my hips against his. It pushes him deeper. Deeper.
"Harder," I breathe. "I want to feel you come."
He groans into my neck.
Then he's going harder. Deeper.
"Fuck." He groans. He tugs at my hair. "Fuck, Jess."
