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Page 29 of Too Sweet

Her eyes shoot open just like I knew they would. Her lips part as she prepares to sass me, but I stick the two fingers covered in her juices right back into her mouth to silence her.

“If you want my cock, you’ll keep your eyes on the mirror, just like I fucking told you.”

Groaning, she sucks on my fingers and nods.

I keep them pressed firmly against her tongue, line my cock up, and push in with one good thrust.

Her whole body jolts, her throat and her cunt pulsating in tandem as she fucking takes it.

Warmth and wetness surround me, her tight little pussy choking on my cock as I bend my knees and bury myself to the hilt, then press her harder into the counter.

I focus on her perfect ass, fixating on the way her cheeks flex for me every time I press into her. Keeping a steady rhythm, I drink her in, and I groan when my gaze lands on the jewels she let me place around her neck.

My woman. My life force. My pride and fucking joy.

When I glance back to the mirror, she’s watching me intently, just like she promised.

“That’s it, Mama. Fucking take it. And keep those eyes on me.”

She whimpers when I pull my fingers out of her mouth. I position that hand between her pelvis and the countertop, making sure I’m perfectly lined up so her clit hits my palm with every thrust.

“K,” she pants, her breathing coming in short, fast huffs. “Fuck. Fuck meharder.”

As if she even has to ask.

I drill into her, pounding her body into the sink, taking care to cushion her sweet spot as I drive us both higher and higher.

“You were made for this, Mama. Made to take me. Made to be loved in every fucking way I plan to love you.”

I’m close, but I hold back.

I feel it building, that telltale tingle, but I won’t fucking come until she’s blissed out and over the edge.

My fingertips find her clit, pinching it and applying even more pressure.

I pound into her so hard my thighs burn. I drive forward with so much momentum the vanity creaks from our weight.

Between thrusts, I bear my fucking soul, begging this woman to let me love her and show her how vital she is to me and to our family.

“Let me—”

Thrust.

“—fucking—”

Thrust.

“—love you.”

Thrust.

She detonates, screaming and pushing back on my cock, always trying to give as good as she gets.

Deep, rapid spasms of her perfect pussy pull my own orgasm right out of me. My hot cum fills her cunt, both of us left panting and breathless.

I pull out quickly, cup one hand between her thighs, and gather up as much of my release as I can.

“K, what—”