Page 31 of Tall, Dark, and Grumpy

That part of me is very enthusiastic about the turn of events that means I get to see more as I fuck her, and as well as still glistening with her juices, pre-come is beading at the tip.

Naked, on all fours, she’s temptation incarnate, and I’m done resisting.

“Push your arse back and your tits forward.” It’s a filthy command made in a gruff voice that’s probably too much for my little virgin girl.

But a whimper escapes her open lips, and she arches into me. In the mirror, her tits are on show, her hair falling over her shoulder. There are so many lovely parts of her to look at, but her arse and wet cunt are so exposed like this, and I take a moment to admire them. Then I run a possessive hand from between her shoulder blades down her back and over the curve of her arse.

She’s as fresh and ripe as a peach, and I’m a forty-year-old man who has made a career of being the worst person in Milan, and now London. The mirror tells me I have lines around my eyes and silver in my hair. I don’t deserve her.

And I don’t care. I’m going to have her in every way.

I settle one knee onto the sofa, and ruthlessly shove her legs further apart. She gasps. Taking my cock in my hand, and watching her face in the mirror, I rub the head up and down her drenched slit, then slide back into her. Home. As I look into her soft eyes, and her hot, wet, welcoming pussy accommodates my length, I know I’m where I’m meant to be.

“So tight,” I murmur. “You feel amazing.”

Cassie’s gaze flits between my face and my chest, impaling herself further on my shaft. I grip her hips and give a few languid strokes, ensuring I hit that magic place on her inner walls that’s connected to her clit, before building up a rhythm.

“It’s different…from this angle.” Her voice hitches as I bottom out against the entrance to her womb. “You look…” Shecan’t seem to find the words, just squirming on my cock as she stares at me. A thrill of ownership flares in me that she might never have seen a real man naked before.

“Enjoying the mirror?” I thrust into her.

She swallows, then nods helplessly.

“Now.” I pick up my phone and a smirk tugs at my lips as her brow creases in confusion again even as she moans when I hit deep inside her then draw back out languorously. “Answer the video call.”

“What?” The word is breathy.

I hit the call button, and a second later Cassie has pulled her phone to her and accepted.

“Ciao, bella,” I croon and tap to turn the camera around. Then I move it to capture the place where I’m breaching her. “Look at your sweet little pink pussy. Look how you’re opening for me.”

“Oh, my!”

Glancing in the mirror, I grin as I see her transfixed by the screen.

There are so many good views. The slick folds of her sex enveloping my cock. Her back, the curve of her hip, and her little arse too. Her smooth skin. But what I enjoy most—the biggest turn-on for me—is Cassie’s face as she sees us join. I bet she’s never even seen how pretty she is down there.

“That’s really you and me,” she says wonderingly, gaping at the screen. “That’s what you see?”

“I see my good girl.” I withdraw then pull her back onto my cock gradually, both of us watching me fill her inch by inch. My hardness slides into where she’s soft and wet. “Taking everything I’ve got.”

I do it again, ignoring my body’s demand to take her hard and fast and finish deep inside her. To breed her with hot spurts of come.

“No more secrets. No more concealment.”

“You’re beautiful.”

And I smile at her description of me when she’s the beautiful one. I increase my pace. Fucking her faster and deeper as pleasure spins through me.

She’s gripping the screen between her hands now, head tilting up and down to get the whole vision of me above her in the mirror, and how I’m sliding into her on our live video call. “I need to see this again when—mmmm—you’re notdistractingme.”

I laugh. “Amore mio dolce, I’m going to want to do this every single day, with or without as many mirrors and cameras and kinky toys. I will never get enough of your sweet body.” Letting go of her hip, I alter the angle of my phone and reach down to find her clit with my fingers. “Because you’re more beautiful and feel better around my cock than all I’ve experienced in forty years, or ever will. I’m going to keep you.”

“Ohhh…” She lets out a long, breathy moan as I circle over her clit. “This is beyond anything I’ve ever imagined.”

“It’ll be even better every time,” I promise as I slide in and out of her at an easy pace so she can fully enjoy the view of her pussy and me fingering her. “I’m going to treat you like a princess.”

Working circles over her clit, I murmur words of praise and love as she begins to shake. She’s so pretty as she struggles to keep herself together.