Page 28 of Too Sweet

I grin. I can’t fucking help it. “With pleasure,” I tell her, stringing the tennis-style necklace around her delicate neck and clasping it right where it belongs.

Gripping her hips, I bend low and bring my mouth to her ear once more. I don’t miss the way she rolls her ass back into my body. Arousal shoots through me, feeling her bare skin against mine in the reflection of the mirror.

“Can I tell you my favorite part about this necklace?”

She hums contently.

I loosen the towel wrapped around her body, letting it fall to the floor. Starting low, I run my palm up the length of her spine, applying more pressure the higher I climb.

She whimpers when I cuff the back of her neck, and when I trace one finger around the closure of the jewelry, she sinks back into my hold.

“I made sure there were diamonds on the whole length of the chain. That way, everyone knows you’re mine, but then I also get to see them shine when I fuck you from behind.”

Her breath hitches, and she reaches back for me, clumsily pulling at the towel around my waist.

“How we feelin’ about this necklace now, Mama?”

“K,” she whines.

“Nuh-uh. I need your words.”

She emits a growl of frustration, whips around to face me, and yanks my towel free. “I love the necklace. Happy? Now fuck me,” she demands.

I nip at her lips and shake my head. When I pull back, my mind glitches at the sight before me. She’s completely naked and fresh-faced, wearing nothing but the jewelry I gave her.

“Where are your manners?”

She huffs again. I fight back a laugh.

“Please, Kendrick. Please fuck me,” she begs. Her nails scrape up the length of my chest.

I hiss, reveling in the pain that morphs into the promise of pleasure. “Turn around and grip the counter, Mama.”

She complies and meets my gaze in the mirror once more.

“Your eyes don’t leave that mirror while I’m fucking you. Understood?”

“Fuck. Yes.” She pushes her ass back into my cock, taunting me.

I brush her clit with my fingers, but quickly travel up the length of her torso, over her chest, and bring my hand all the way to her face.

“Mouth.”

She opens for me.

“Relax,” I command, dipping two fingers between her lips and pressing down on her tongue. Her mouth fills with saliva as her tongue laps around the intrusion.

Once my fingers are nice and wet, I bring them down between her legs.

“Wider,” I instruct.

She gasps when I shove two fingers into her cunt. She spasms on contact, my perfect, responsive girl.

“Fucking love to feel you clench around me like that,” I groan. I rest my forehead against her back, then trail little kisses along her shoulder as my fingers work her into a frenzy.

When I look at her reflection to see just how pretty the crystalline and green jewels look against her flushed skin, she’s got her eyes closed and her head tipped back in ecstasy.

“Nuh-uh,” I scold, withdrawing my hand from her pussy.