Page 78 of One Night

He removed his hand, sucking his index finger into his mouth and moaning around it. “Always so fucking sweet.”

I drew in a sharp inhale at his devious words. He looked up at me, noticing my eyes hadn’t left the mirror as I watched the scene unfold in front of me.

He glanced over his shoulder and smirked. “You like to watch, sweetheart?”

His hand went back to rubbing my pussy, and my hips started to move of their own volition.

“Say it,” he demanded as he slipped one finger inside of me, and I moaned. “You want to watch me fuck you hard.”

“Yes. I want it.”

“Good girl. I’m going to let you watch while I fill you and bring you to the edge before letting you come.” I watched asDuke slipped a second finger inside me, using his thumb to tease my clit and draw me closer and closer to the orgasm my body begged for.

My head tipped back, but my eyes remained locked on the mirror. Duke’s fingers pumped in and out of me. It was crass, vulgar, and utterly delicious.

“I want—” I could hardly get the words out between pants. “I want to come on your cock.”

His dark chuckle tightened the coil at my core as he nipped at my neck. “Don’t worry. You will.”

Every nerve ending on my body was on fire as I watched him coax the orgasm from me. With an open mouth and one hand gripping his hair, I came around his thick fingers. Only when the final shudders racked out of me, Duke stood, ripping off his shirt and removing his belt and pants.

I continued to watch as he stripped his black boxer briefs down his thick muscular thighs and clamped a fist around his massive, hard cock.

“Come here.” Still stroking himself, he grabbed my hand and guided me toward the edge of the bed. From the corner, he turned me away from him before sitting on the edge. I could still see him in the mirror, his erection jutting up from between those strong thighs. With my hips in his hands, he guided me a step backward before dragging the head of his cock through my pussy.

I called out his name, but he didn’t stop his slow, torturous assault. I lowered an inch, worried my knees might buckle under the intense pleasure.

“That’s it, sweetheart.” His grip tightened on my hips. “Sit down on my cock and let me finally feel your sweet, tight cunt.”

I never imagined such filthy words being so freaking hot. But I wantedmore.I wanted him.

“Relax,” he urged as my thighs trembled, attempting to hold the majority of my weight off him. “Sink all the way down. I want to feel you grind against me.”

I sighed in relief as I allowed the remainder of my weight to fall onto his lap. He was impossibly deep as he stretched me. “Yes, yes...” I panted a rhythm as my hips began to move.

Duke used his hands to set the pace. He moved my hips as he grunted behind me. His mouth clamped down on my neck, his teeth a delirious scrape against the sensitive skin.

“Watch,” he demanded.

My eyes flew to the mirror in the corner. Duke’s intense brown irises met mine as he pounded into me with my legs spread wide around the outside of his thighs. I could see his dick disappear inside me. It was the most erotic and beautiful thing I had ever seen.

“Goddamn, you are so fucking perfect. I want you to see how we fit. How we were made for each other.”

My senses were on overload. Sweat slicked my skin. My clit ached for release. My eyes gobbled up the delicious sight of Duke pumping into me. His thick muscular arms bearing our weight as I rode him.

“More, Duke. I need more.”

In one swift move, he lifted both of us as he stood and gently swiveled me around, never separating us. His movements were gentle but sure.

“Knees on the bed,” he demanded as his long arm reached forward, yanking a pillow down for my head and chest to rest on.

I scrambled to my knees. That same hand reached into my hair, pulling my face to the side. “Don’t stop watching.”

In the mirror, I took us in. My knees on the bed, ass in the air, my chest on the mattress with my belly hovering safely above the bed as Duke pulled his long cock out of me. It glistened with my arousal, and we both moaned. With an achingly slow drag,I watched Duke enter me. Over and over he pumped into me as his body coiled tight behind me.

I had never imagined sex could be so naughty and exhilarating. But with Duke, it waseverything. I knew Duke would give me everything he could. Anything I asked, which gave me the bravery to request exactly what I wanted.

“Slap my ass,” I panted. “Don’t be gentle.”

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