She jerked her mouth away, placing her own hand on top of his. “Move side-to-side.”
Encouraging, that Sky’d become willing to teach him how to satisfy her. “Like this?”
“Yes. Exactly like that. Oh. Don’t stop.” She threw back her head and came on a low, throaty moan.
It was hot as hell, the way she looked, the sounds drifting from her beautiful throat when she let go. The fact she’d let go with him only made him want more of the same.
While Skylar was still tingling from orgasmic aftershocks, Kade reached for a condom and put it on. “Come on.”
He led her to the hallway. Specifically to the antique armoire with a wooden bench seat located above the compartment used for storage. Metal coat hooks decorated the ornately carved top and both sides. What made the piece unique was the full-length mirror along the back.
They stopped in front of the mirror. Once Sky caught sight of her naked reflection, she immediately tensed up and tried to turn around. “What—”
“Ever done it in front of a mirror?”
“No!” She tried to twist away.
“Don’t move.”
“But—”
“That ain’t a request,” he growled, holding her against his body at a sideways angle. “Watch.” Kade reached for her right hand, and brought it up, placing it behind his neck. “Look at you. See the way your body curves here?” He trailed his fingers from the outside of her thigh up to her hip. “And here.” He flattened his palm, gradually dragging it up the bend in her waist, his fingers barely brushing her quivering belly.
He stopped at the bottom of her rib cage and moved his lips closer to the arch of her neck. “Look how havin’ your arm lifted like this draws attention to the swell of your breast. One exquisite curve flowin’ from bottom to top, creatin’ this long sexy line. A sexy line just beggin’ for my touch.” His fingertips followed the inside of her biceps up to her elbow. “You have a gorgeous body, Sky. Can’t you see that?”
She shook her head.
“Then look at your face. Your cheeks are flushed, your eyes are bright. Your lips are fuller, a little redder from kissin’ me. See how fast you’re breathin’, makin’ your chest rise and fall so my eyes are drawn to your breasts? See how hard and tight your nipples are, makin’ my mouth water to taste them? If I touch you like this—” he dragged a fingertip from hipbone to hipbone, “—your belly quivers. Makes me crazy, rememberin’ how you quiver when I’m balls deep inside you.”
“Why are you doing this?”
“Because I can.” He zigzagged his tongue up the column of her throat and blew softly on the wetness just to have her trembling in his arms. “Because you are as temptin’ as sin. Because you’re beautiful. Because this is how I see you. In my head. In the dark. In the flesh. So when I fuck you every way my sex-addled brain can dream up, you’ll know I wasn’t kiddin’ about how hot you can make me burn.”
She closed her eyes and turned her head to kiss his chin. And his throat. Kade allowed it, sensing her surrender.
He nuzzled the inside of her arm and gave a love bite on the tender flesh. She yipped and opened her eyes. “Bend over and hold onto the back of the bench.” Sky appeared to be weighing her options, of which she had none. He said, “Do it. Now.”
In a sensuous move that made his cock harder yet, she untangled from him and angled forward, sticking her backside in the air, letting her tits swung free.
He couldn’t take his eyes off the roundness of her ass, the wavering line of her spine, the way her long hair hung past her shoulders. Mostly how her gaze locked on his.
“Tilt your pelvis up. That’s good.” Kade dipped his upper body and licked Sky from her tattoo up to the nape of her neck, layering his chest to her back. He breathed in the sweet scent of her hair. “I’m gonna fuck you hard and I want you to watch me. Watch me enjoyin’ every damn second of you and your body. Don’t look away.”
Kade snapped upright, latched onto her hips and plunged inside her.
Skylar gasped.
“Like that?”
“Yes. Do it again.”
He withdrew and slammed in. Over and over. Hard and deep. Glorying in the pleasure on her face, feeling the welcoming wetness of her pussy with each thrust. His legs shook, sweat trickled down the side of his face, but he never once looked away from her passion-darkened eyes.
When she rocked her hips back to meet his thrusts, he said, “Can you come like this?”
“Faster.”
He thrust four times more, prolonging her pleasure and their intimate connection.