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I positioned myself behind Luca, tugging at the plug until it popped out.

“Breathe, and tell me if you need me to stop or go slower, okay?” I said.

“Yeah.” His voice was thick with need.

“Good.” I slowly pushed my way into his tight hole, inch by inch.

He groaned and gasped.

I gripped his hips and started moving, gently at first.

“Please,” he whispered as I pumped into him.

“You want me to go faster? Deeper?” The vibrator pulsed against my clit as I kept slamming into him, and the noises he was making were like music to my ears.

“Look at us,” I commanded.

His face was pressed against the floor as I fucked him, and he managed to look in the direction of the mirror.

He moaned as his whole body shook and shuddered, and then he came with a roar. I still held onto him, and I looked into the mirror too.

My orgasm pulsed through my body, and I cried out.

Luca’s eyes found mine in the mirror.

For a second, it was as if I could see our connection.

It was real.

It was there.

My body pressed against his.

Contentment written all over our faces.

And I was happy.

Just so damn happy like I’d never been before.