94. Rosalyn

NINETY-FOUR

ROSALYN

He's too good at this.

The teasing.

The touching.

All my muscles tense and flex.

As he laps at me, I roll my head side to side.

I've never had a man go down on me like this. And never had one try to make me come twice in a row with his mouth.

His exhale is hot against my blazing skin.

He drags his tongue down my whole length again, down to that spot , and my eyes fly open.

No one has ever paid this much attention to my ass. I've never even considered allowing anyone to. But all this teasing…

Movement catches my attention, and that's when I see it.

Our reflection.

I open my eyes wider, to soak in the details.

And my breath catches.

Watching Nathan jerk off standing next to the bed was one thing, but this.

My mouth opens so I can pull in more air.

The tall mirror in the corner of the room is angled toward us, and the view…

I let go of Nathan's hair to grab my breasts again.

Nathan is kneeling on the bed, bent over, one arm supporting his weight, with his mouth on my pussy and his other hand stroking his cock.

The hottest man I've ever met is jerking off while eating me out.

I want him to fuck me.

I want to feel him stretching me.

But more than anything, I want to watch him come undone.

Keeping my feet on his back, I stop squeezing his head with my knees and lower them apart.

In the reflection, I can see Nathan shift so he can look at me.

I keep watching the mirror. "I want you to come on me."

Nathan's tongue pauses against me. And I watch his hand stop too.

I shake my head. "Keep going. Please. Keep going."