Page 92 of Guarded Love

"You're insatiable."

"For you? Absolutely.” I pause for a second before I say. “I really don’t think one night is going to be enough. I’m thinking we have enough time to get some day action in as well.”

That’s really why I’m okay with going along with keeping this a secret. Not to mention it also gives me time to prepare for how to address this with Knox no matter how this situation goes.

“Oh really?”

I quickly nod and take my eyes off of her to look around the room before an idea forms in my head. "Have you ever watched yourself?"

Her eyes follow my gaze to the mirror across the room. "Watched myself what?"

"Orgasm.”

“What? No.”

“Shame. But I think we can rectify that right now.” I slip out of the bed and walk over to where she’s lying. I extend my hand for her to take. She stares at it for a moment, then at my face. "Trust me," I say quietly.

Her hand lands in mine and I help her to her feet. The sheet falls away completely, and I have to force myself to take my eyes off her or there’s no way we are making it the few feet to the mirror.

With my hand on the small of her back, I guide her across the room until we're both staring at our reflections. At first we stare at each other in silence, taking in the image that we make together.

I lean down to whisper in her ear, "I want you to see what I see.” My hands slide up to cup her breasts. "How fucking beautiful you are."

Her eyes meet mine in the reflection and I can see the surprise in them. I watch her face as my thumbs brush over her nipples and see the exact moment her lips part in a soft gasp.

"Blaise—"

One of my hands drifts lower while I keep the other on her breast, making sure to give it the attention it more than deserves. The other finds her pussy as I tell her, "Just watch."

She does as I say and the intensity in her stare is like she’s afraid to blink and miss something. My fingers slide between her thighs, and I groan when I feel how wet she already is.

“Fuck, kitten,” I mutter, loving the way my nickname for her sounds on my lips. “Look at you. Listen to all those pretty sounds you’re making.”

I’m proud of her for being able to keep her eyes on me. Every time her eyes start to drift closed, it’s as if she remembers what she’s supposed to do because they spring right back open, taking in everything that I’m doing to her.

I grin when her knees buckle slightly. It means I’m doing my job, and she doesn’t react in a way that indicates she’s completely nervous about falling, so I hope that means she trust me enough to know I will catch her.

My thumb brushes over her nipple and I watch in the mirror as her body responds immediately. Her nipple hardens under my touch, and her chest begins rising and falling faster.

"Look at yourself," I say as my other hand teases her pussy. "See how responsive you are? How perfect?"

Her breathing becomes more ragged as I alternate between her breasts, rolling one nipple between my fingers and giving each one my full undivided attention. She starts squirming in my arms and I have to adjust my stance to keep her steady.

"I can't—" she starts, but the words dissolve into a moan as I pinch gently.

"You can. Keep watching." My other finger slides deeper inside her. "I want you to see what you look like when you're about to fall apart."

"Blaise, please?—"

"Please what? Tell me what you need."

"More. I need more."

I decide to throw caution to the wind and not focus on having her tell me verbatim what she wants me to do to her. Instead, I reward her honesty by adding another finger to her pussy, making her whole body shudder. Her hands reach back to gripmy thighs and her nails slightly dig into me in order to anchor herself.

"That's it, baby. Let me hear those pretty sounds." My mouth finds the curve of her neck as my hands continue worshiping her body. "Your tits are so sensitive. I could play with them all morning."

She whimpers at my words and presses back against me. I can feel how wet she's getting just from this, and it takes everything in me not to spin her around and take her right here against the mirror.