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Leah hooks one arm around my neck and we both stare at the mirror, watching as I devour her.
“You taste so good, Princess.”
A breath shudders out of her.
“So sweet.” I kiss her weak spot again. “So perfect.” I drag my tongue along her throat column. “Tell me what you want and it’s yours.” I push her long hair over her shoulder and run my lips down the slope of her neck, all the while keeping my gaze fixed on hers in the mirror.
“How do you do that?” she whispers.
“Do what?” I nip her a little harder.
“Look at me like I’m the only woman in the world.”
“Easy.” I massage her breasts. “You are the only woman in my world.”
Leah swallows hard. “I want to come all over your dick.”
Does my girl understand she’s about to make a sex video with me? Her gaze flicks to the camera, giving me confirmation that yeah, she knows exactly what we’re about to do.
Maybe hearing my confession was too much for her to handle, so she’d diverted to sex. Maybe what I said turns her on so much she needs my dick. Maybe I should shut the fuck up and stop thinking so hard.
“I want to come inside you.”
Her eyes round for a second. “Mason.”
“Tell me no and I’ll pull out.” I grind against her backside. “But I want to unload inside you, Princess. I’ll beg if you want me to.”
Her breath releases in a short puff, as if I’ve just knocked the wind from her. “You’ll beg to come inside me?”
“Absolutely.” She has no clue what I’m willing to do for her. If my girl wants me to crawl like a goddamn animal, plead, scream, set the world on fire, all for just a kiss from her lips, I’ll fucking do it. What she’s done for me today, just by being her authentic self, has made me a goner.
I’m at her mercy.
“If I let you do that…” she says cautiously, “you have to promise me one thing.”
“Anything.”
When she arches her brow, an evil little smirk plays on her lips. “I want you to pump everything you have inside me. Then I want you to eat your cum out of my pussy.”
Fuck. Yes.
My heart slams against my bones. “Whatever you want, Princess.”
Leah smiles triumphantly into the camera. Pressing my head against hers, I unbutton my jacket, my vest, my shirt, and strip out of each piece of clothing, one-by-one. When I slip my belt off, I bend Leah over the sink and strike her ass with it one time.
The echo is loud in the bathroom. A pale pink mark stripes her ass cheek. “Fuck, that’s pretty.”
She looks over her shoulder at me. “Do it again.”
I crack her ass three more times, then reach between her legs to feel how wet she is. “God damn, woman.”
“Do it again.” She bites her bottom lip, dragging her teeth over the lipstick. “It’s the only way I learn.”
“I didn’t realize we were giving lessons today.” I crack her ass again with the belt. My dick’s so hard it hurts.
“I think we’ve both learned something today, Mason.”
“What’s that?” I unbutton my fly and drop my pants to the floor.