CHAPTER 7
ISLA
Another coil snaked higher, circling my throat just tight enough to keep my head tipped toward the glass. The glow at my neck throbbed in time with the thick length inside me.
“You’re—oh god—you’re everywhere—”
Only where you want me.
“I—ah—” My breath caught on a broken moan as he angled deeper, hitting something that made my legs threaten to give.
There.
“Yes—yes—don’t—”
The rhythm became relentless.
My reflection’s mouth kept falling open, my own whimpers filling the space.
“You—oh—please—”
Say it.
“I want—” My voice shook. “I want you—”
Again.
“I want you—please—”
Always.
It was too much — the stretch, the glow, the constant reminder that I was watching myself unravel. My orgasm slammed into me without warning, making me cry out loud enough to echo. My wa
