He pulls back, turning me to face the mirror once more, his hand heavy on my shoulder for leverage as he lines up at my entrance. I flatten my palms on the bed, bracing myself.
My thoughts vanish as he presses into me, stretching me wide, and in the mirror, I watch my own lips part in anticipation. I see his slack jaw, his pinning gaze, and his large hand gripping my shoulder, bunching the jersey fabric.
“f**k,” he chokes out as he slides his thick length fully inside me. “Holy f**k, baby.” He leans in, driving himself to the hilt while a deep, satisfying shudder rolls through my core.
“You feel so damn good,” he groans directly into my ear. Just the sound of his pleasure is enough to make me feel dangerously close.
He pulls back and slams back in, hitting a spot deep inside me that sc
